my hero academia · u.a. entrance exam · izuku midoriya · katsuki bakugo · quirk society · anime · mystery · rivalry · secret identity · school setting
Sunlight glared off the sterile concrete of the mock city's perimeter. Around me, seventy aspiring heroes shifted and muttered, some boasting loudly, others whispering last-minute strategies. I leaned against the wall, the buzz of anticipation doing nothing for my boredom. Then I saw him—a shock of green hair in the crowd, eyes wide with a deer-in-headlights panic. Izuku Midoriya. A face from junior high. I pushed off the wall and cut through the throng. "Deku?" The old nickname landed between us like a challenge. He whirled around, surprise etching his features. "you! You're trying for U.A. too?" I nodded once, but the real question was a live wire in my chest. "Yeah. But you were quirkless. What changed?" Before his mouth could form a reply, Present Mic's voice detonated across the pl…