Night fell upon the cities edge, as you walked down a streets sidewalk. Your grey hoodie bobbed up and down with every step as you were FINALLY about to reach home.

Before long, you were standing outside a building. But not just any building. It was an old Hero agency owned by your father before he retired. But in the end, he still owns the building. So he, you, and your mother all moved in, rent free.

Fishing for the keys out of your pocket, you unlock the front door, quickly greeted by the front desk and stairs leading out of the lobby on both sides. Stepping inside, you then call out.

(Y/N): Yo, anybody home!?

No response. Rolling your eyes, you assume your mom was staying in late at her workplace. You were often left home alone.

Especially since he...

You quickly shake your head, clearing your thoughts, before locking the front door behind you and hurrying up the stairs. In a near instant, you quickly made it your bedroom. It wasn't much. All you had was your bed, a desk with your laptop on it, a bookshelf, and a few posters on the wall. Primarily of one of the biggest inspirations to become a Hero: The Turbo Hero Ingenium.

Dropping into the rolling chair by your desk, you take out the letter you got from All Might and quickly open it... only to find that it's an actual letter rather then the video playing metal disc you got once before.

(Y/N): Oh... that's anticlimactic.

In the end, it was just elaborated information that you already got about the re-entrance exam. Sighing, you jumped out of your seat, sending the chair speeding backwards... until you heard a crash.

Spinning around on your heel, you saw the chair slowly rolling away from the wardrobe it just hit. With a loud, lazy groan, you stroll over to the wardrobe and open it, seeing an outfit of sorts that dropped from a hanger. A black hoodie with metal plates sown on multiple places, and some fabric stitched within the hood to cover most of the wearers face. This was meant to be your vigilante outfit.

If todays events didn't transpire, you would probably be out doing illegal hero work by now. With a light sigh, you grab the hoodie and put it back on the coat hanger.

(Y/N): *smirks* Not tonight. I've still got a dream to catch. *closes wardrobe*

Timeskip brought to you by Chibi (Y/N) using his Quirk to play tabletop tennis against himself.

Dread it. Run from it. Monday still arrives.

Once again, you were taking a train, with a thankful absence of Villains. You stood up in the vehicle in a white button up shirt, dark green tie, and grey dress pants, making up your school uniform. Your bag hung over your shoulder as you talked to the lucky bastard who's had the past week off of school because of the USJ attack.

Sero: ...And to top it all off, he keeps calling me soy sauce face!

(Y/N): *laughs* Soy sauce face!? Gotta remember that one! This Bakugou guy seems great!

Sero: As if. If you get into U.A, no doubt he'll be calling you bed hair or something like that.

(Y/N): He seriously has a name for everyone, doesn't he?

Sero: Uhh... Shitty hair, Raccoon eyes, Half and half bastard, Round face, Dunce fac-

(Y/N): Okay okay, you made your point. I'll keep an eye out for the gremlin.

Falling into a sudden silence, you both stand within the train awkwardly, until the tape Quirk user quickly speaks up.

Sero: So... I was wondering. What was that villain you fought even after?

(Y/N): Hmm? He just wanted demands fulfilled and everything. Simple as that.

Sero: But why broadcast them to everyone? Heck, how did he even manage to force his stream on everyone's device? From my point of view, the guy was a real meathead.

(Y/N): Huh. Never really thought about that. That camera he took out and attached to the train looked an awful lot like a third parties work. And he did seem to freak out when the police notice about him popped up.

Suddenly, you then felt the train slowing down to a halt. Looking out the window, you saw that this is your stop. You then turn around to face your friend.

(Y/N): Welp, I guess that's a question for another time. For now, I'm off.

Sero: Having to go to school? Can't be me.

(Y/N): Holidays don't last forever, Sero. You'll have to suffer just like me soon enough.

You then both bump fists.

(Y/N): Cya.

As the train doors open, you then step out to face the day.

Timeskip brought to you by Chibi (Y/N) and Chibi Sero doing some sick ass parkour... in a classroom.

When you originally applied for U.A, you didn't really walk in knowing about it's general course. After all, a school that trains future heroes isn't exactly famous for general studies. So instead of having that as your back up, you went to an average high school instead. Big oof.

Walking amongst other uniformed students, you made it through your schools front gate. As you walked however, something caught your eye, alongside a few other classmates. The police were at the school. You saw some officers and some guy in a light brown coat talking to the principal of your school. You didn't know about what, but unbeknownst to you, you would find out in a minute.

Before you could make it any further, the coat bearer spoke out at you.

???: Well if it isn't our local wannabe Hero.

You quickly spin around, seeing that it was the man in the coat calling you out.

???: We need to have a word.

Timeskip

And just like that, you were in the principals office. Sitting by coffee table in the room, you and the detective looking guy sat on opposite ends. Obviously, things were tense.

???: Let me introduce myself. I'm Detective Tsukauchi, and I work in the Police Force. And according to your teachers, you're (Y/N) (L/N), correct?

(Y/N): Yeah...

Tsukauchi: I know things are quite tense, so I think we can both agree we want this wrapped up as quickly as possible. So, first of all. I'm sure you can recall the... incident from the other day.

(Y/N): Fought off a villain and saved everyone on the train. You're welcome, by the way.

Tsukauchi: *sigh* You know the common law, I'm sure. Unlicensed use of a Quirk is illegal-

(Y/N): Unless it's self defence! He attacked first! He literally killed someone right in front of my eyes!

Tsukauchi: What you did was completely beyond just self defence!

Facing away and taking a deep breath to calm himself, the detective soon looked back at you.

Tsukauchi: In another universe, I would've punched that villain across the face myself. But if I were do so... if a police officer were to reprimand a powerful villain with a violent use of their Quirk... it would be a spark. One that forms from the common under appreciation of officers in the first place. If we could take down a villain in such a way... what stops everyone else from doing the same?

Suddenly reaching inside his coat, the detective suddenly takes out a handful of files and drops them onto the table between the two of you.

Tsukauchi: And that's exactly the type of spark you lit.

He then pushes the files towards you, letting you search through them. As you flipped the pages, a gut wrenching feeling twisted and turned in your body. Throughout the Villain attacks in the past day, civilian casualties rose dramatically. All because they decided to run in and attempt to take the Villain down them selves.

Tsukauchi: The whole city saw a child take down one monster of a villain. If he could do it, what stops them?

You quickly slam the file cases shut. Resting your forehead in your hand, you push the files away from you.

(Y/N): *quietly* I didn't want this. I only wanted to help.

Tsukauchi: I know. If that villain never broadcasted the fight, and some quick words to the hostages, all you'd really get out of that would be a slap on the wrist. But for better or worse, the city sees you as a hero. An inspiration. And that will get people hurt.

(Y/N): So if I was to get reprimanded for that fight...

Tsukauchi: *light nod* City wide backlash. Thus making this whole situation all the more delicate.

Pinching the bridge of your nose, you give off a loud sigh to yourself.

Tsukauchi: As an officer: With the current situation, your actions will eventually face consequence when all this blows over. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. But it will happen. However...

Suddenly, you felt a hand placed on your shoulder.

Tsukauchi: As a citizen... I'm glad people like you exist. You still felt it was necessary to fight back. I noticed throughout this whole conversation that you truly didn't want anyone hurt. But you just gotta stay out of trouble until you're licensed to this regularly.

(Y/N): *chuckling* No promises.

Tsukauchi: Oh? *darkly* Is that really the smartest thing to say to an officer?

(Y/N): Uhh... no I guess not.

Taking the files back from the table and placing them in his coat once more, Detective Tsukauchi stood from his chair and faces you.

Tsukauchi: Well, I've lectured you enough. I'd call that punishment myself. Besides, I think you still got classes to go to.

Suddenly jumping out of your chair, you quickly take out your phone, seeing that classes were just about to begin.

(Y/N): Oh fuck!

Tsukauchi: Language, much?

(Y/N): Right right, I'm sorry. Uh... thanks I guess, sir?

Tsukauchi: Just stay out of trouble.

With a nod, you bolt out of the office with your bag in hand. As soon as you left, the detective quickly grabbed his things to leave himself.

Tsukauchi: You're too easy on him Toshi.

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Within a worn down house in an unknown location, a man with short white hair and a jean jacket kicked open the door, loudly humming to the music in his headphones. Only when he closed the door behind him did he really get into the music.

???: Heeey~

???2: *distant* Heeey~

???: What!

Startled by whoever else is in the house, the white haired man threw off his head phones, as a pair of transparent blue arms shot out of his shoulders, bearing claws. He gets into a low fighting stance, only to have his face turn to confusion as a woman comes spinning around the corner on a rolling chair.

???2: What? That's not the reaction you wanted?

As she stopped spinning, she got out of the chair, letting her long red hair drop down. Her face riddled with red wires and small black pyramids as her glowing red eyes met the mans dark blue. He scoffed as the extra set of arms dissipated into blue flames, before disappearing entirely.

???: Kusatta, things like that are gonna get us caught.

Kusatta: Oh don't lecture me on giving ourselves away, Angelo! You literally strolled into our hideout blasting music like it's nothing!

Angelo: Damn are you awfully loud. Might get you kicked off our little team here.

Kusatta: *laughs* You need my Quirk. Here is the only place I'll get accepted with one devil of a Quirk like mine. You, on the other hand are nothing but a brute. You're disposable like that last guy. If it were up to me, I would drag your ass out back and-

???3: Do what exactly?

Kusatta quickly spins around, seeing another figure behind her.

Kusatta: I'd... Uh... not kill him?

The man laughed as he stepped forward. He wore a black sleeveless hoodie and a black and neon green skull mask. Along his arms, thorns sprouted from his skin, ending in neon green tips.

???3: Before you both bicker any further on 'who screamed the loudest' we've got a louder birdie to worry about.

Angelo: He didn't...

???3: Not yet, but we can't take any chances. Our little agent in Tartarus just gave us the tip that our last failure just arrived.

Kusatta: *scoffs* Rock Star. He was meant to get us out of this dump with the money he'd get.

Angelo: All that, and beaten by some kid. So what do we do about him?

The supposed ringleader of the group suddenly plucked out a thorn from his arm and placed it in a plastic bag, before handing it to Kusatta.

???3: Thank him for his cooperation, and send him his parting gift.

Timeskip

You never knew people would get THIS hectic about an exam. Towards the beginning of the school week, everyone got properly informed of the re-entrance exam. After that, it was the only talk of the school. And for good reason too. It got to a point where the teachers spent most of the time letting everyone do what they want to prepare for the exam, because even they know how a second chance to get into U.A is a once in a lifetime event.

Everyone picked their study groups, and their fighting partners. But you got someone already in U.A to train against. Everyday you would meet up with Sero, and on a few special occasions you'd meet a few of his friends from the Hero course. Such as Ejiro Kirishima, who is also referred to as the immovable object by your mutual friend. (For better or worse) Alongside Denki Kaminari, who you have sworn to forever refer to as Pikachu.

But that was the past. The school week was gone before you knew it, and the re-entrance exam was upon you. Bearing tracksuit pants and a maroon hoodie, you were on your way to U.A via train and a walk, arriving at the front gate at 8:43 am. The large H shaped building towered over you as you stood in the gate.

(Y/N): *deep breath* Round two.

You then begin taking your first steps into the the courtyard.

(Y/N): *in head* I wonder who's gonna trip and fall this time.

You smirk to yourself as you remember seeing a messy green haired boy tripping over himself on the day of the original exam. However, as you walked while snickering to yourself... you tripped.

(Y/N): *in head* It's me. The one who trips and falls is me. At least I'll be caught by someone before I-

Suddenly, your face met the brick floor. Sure, you absorbed the impact with your Quirk, but you can't absorb the blow to your pride. Getting off the floor and onto one knee, you saw that someone was right next to you. So you didn't fall because no one was there to help you: they were just a prick.

You looked up at the person. A girl with curly orange hair that reached her shoulders and bright green eyes, wearing a really generic school uniform.

(Y/N): Hey, a little help could've been apprecia-

???: Oi! Watch where you're going you fucking blind ass shit stain looking twat!

(Y/N): Eh!?

The loud shouty girl scoffs as she storms past you. You roll your eyes as you get off the ground entirely.

(Y/N): *quietly* Whatever you say, carrot top.

Timeskip brought to you by Chibi (Y/N) consistently getting yelled at by loud shouty carrot top wherever he goes.

If there was one thing that you didn't miss from the original exam... apart from failing... It was the opening orientation.

Present Mic: Welcome back examinees! Everybody say hey!

Silence

Present Mic: Still respectful as ever! So I'll get straight to it!

Within the hall, you sat around the middle of the crowd of hundreds of examinees. Beside you was a girl with medium length brown hair and blue eyes. On the other side of you was a boy with crew cut black hair and purple eyes.

However, as you looked around the hall, your eyes were drawn to the front. No, not at Present Mic: Who despite saying would get straight to the point, hasn't stopped trying to get a 'Hey' from the audience. No, your eyes caught sight of someone else on the stage. Some mummy kind of hero in a black outfit or something, cause all you could really see over him are bandages.

Present: ...so what I'm saying is, I know you're being respectful, but a little excitement is all I'm asking! So once again, can I get a hey!

Silence

Present Mic: E-Eager to get right into it! So, for those who previously attempted the exam, it is mostly the same as before! A mock battle in an urban themed arena, battling against targets to gain a passing score! But I'm sure you all remember our little secrets from the exam last time! Especially the inclusion of rescue points! So utilise these as much as you can, as unlike last time, you all have an additional five minutes to rack up points! Fifteen minutes to get as many villain and rescue points as possible!

(Y/N): This... Seems way too easy. There's gotta be a catch.

Present Mic: And on top of that, the zero pointers have been removed entirely! And replaced with another obstacle! So, are you ready!

Silence

Present Mic: A-Alright! This your second chance to become a Hero! So take these words with you, and utilise them to your hearts content! Go beyond... Plus Ultr-

Suddenly, the mummy looking Hero pushes the loudspeaker Hero aside.

Present Mic: Hey!

???: Don't give them hope like that.

(Y/N): *quietly* Aaand here comes the catch.

???: You're all here because you failed to get in originally, correct? Well this isn't sunshine and rainbows as it was just portrayed. We don't have the luxury of holding a curriculum of twice the amount we had in the first place. And I'm sure most of you don't have what it takes, seeing as you're all here right now. It's admirable, but foolish all the same. Only those who have grown despite the previous failure are truly cut for this course. None of you other pretenders.

Suddenly, the mans long black hair lifted up in the air, menacingly.

???: That 'obstacle' Mic was talking about? That is a Pro Hero, posing as a Villain, and tasked to take all of you out. They'll be let into the arenas after five minutes. Oh yeah, those five bonus minutes aren't for your luxury to grab points. It's their time to ready themselves to eliminate all of you. Trust me, it won't be long.

You didn't realise it at first, but you noticed everyone, including you, was backed up into their seats out of fear.

???: Whether you over used your Quirk, couldn't use it correctly, or you just weren't cut out for a Hero in the first place. Whatever it is, it ends now.

Suddenly, his hair dropped. You couldn't tell behind the bandages, but he was giving off an evil smile.

???: Because only the top four will pass.

Silence rung throughout the hall. Out of the hundreds of you, all but four people will have their dreams shattered in an instant.

(Y/N): *in head* Oh... that could be a problem...