Sweet and Spicy

UA's Silent Student

Every hero has a story. Where they came from, what they're destined to be. Me? I was destined to be a hero, but how can I be a hero if I can't don't have speak? Well, this is my story.

It all started in UA High where my family recommended me to go. My parents were legendary heroes in all of Japan. Because of their reputation, people treated me differently. I always hear them say:

"She's beautiful, just like her mother."
"She's smart, just like her father."
"She'll be a great hero, just like her parents are."

Why can't people see me just as I am? I'm not smart like my father or beautiful like my mother. I'm just a human being with feelings. But who could see me that way? As I was putting my bag and shoes away, I looked to the side and saw students awed and astounded by my beauty. With a small sigh internally, I walked away and went to my class as a UA student.

With my parent's recommendation, they placed me in the Hero Course: Class 1A. As I entered inside the room, my classmates stared at me, admiring my appearance once again. Slowly, I walked, trying to find a seat of my own. Just when I came to a row where I could go, someone tripped me by their feet. I looked upward to the person who tripped me. It was a blonde boy with spiky hair.

"Just because you got in, doesn't mean you're better." he replied angrily. "Don't you dare look down on me."

That's the first I ever heard anyone said to me.

I always hear praises and compliments, but him: he was degrading me. Just as I was about to speak, one of the students went towards me and helped me up.

"Are you alright?" a boy with glasses asked. "I'm sorry if this creatin decided to harm you. You should apologize to her, right now!"
"Huh?"
"It's her first day and we shouldn't treat heroes in the making like this. Especially to a legend."
"You're kidding me, right?"

As the two argued, I sat down towards an open seat and it was the one next to him. Unsure as to why fate lead me up to this, I saw the door open.bStanding in front was a boy with green frizzled hair with freckles on his face.

"Um... hi!!!"
"Good morning!" called out the boy in glasses.

In an instant, the glasses looking boy marched right up to him, leaving me with Bakugou. I wanted to speak, but no words were coming out of me. Just then, I heard him scoff. Looking right at him, his head was turned away, looking right at a wall. Was he mad at me or the green haired boy or both? I remained silent again, knowing now may not be the best time to talk.

Just then, our homeroom teacher mentioned of taking a quirk assessment test to determine our quirks and abilities. To examine how things must be done, our teacher looked right towards Bakugou.

"You managed to get the most points on the entrance exams. What was your farthest throw with a softball when you were in junior high?"
"67 meters, I think."
"Right, try doing it with your quirk."

He tossed the ball into Bakugou's hand and escorted him to the circle.

"Anything goes, just stay the circle. Go on. You're wasting our time."
"Alright, man. You ask for it."

Winding up the throw, his quirk exploded, making the ball fly out towards the sky and on to the ground.

"705.2 meters" were the words which appeared on the screen.

Everyone was astounded by the number and was excited to use their quirks as much as they want for these quirk assessment test.

"You have three years here to become a hero. You think it's all going to be games and play time?" asked the teacher, "Today you'll compete in eight physical tests to gauge your potential. Whoever comes in last has none and will be expelled immediately."