EXPLOSIVE INSIGHT!

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"Is it true? That Bakugo wants to go to that national school?" Someone whispered. It was the first lesson of the day and rumors were already spreading like wildfire through out the year level. Going to–or at least, attempting to go to Yuuei, top school for aspiring heroes in not only Japan but the whole world was big news for the small school.

In the class of 3-C, the students were talking in their own little groups just before school started.

"Tch," A notable girl clicked her tongue with a scowl on her face as her legs relaxed on top of the table. The teen had spiky ash-blonde hair which stuck up in several places and two sharp red eyes, which shined like rubies. She stood up on her desk, grabbing the attention of the class, "Don't buddy me up with you weaklings! I'm the one who'll to Yuuei and become someone even greater than All Might!"

Her name was Bakugo Katsuki, a seemingly unpleasant fourteen-year-old girl who had the word 'delinquent' written all over her.

"Speaking of Yuuei, there's another person here who is taking the test," The teacher stated and all went quiet, "Isn't that right, Midoriya?"

All attention was brought to a small and short green haired boy who sat in the center of the class. Within moments, students were laughing and pointing fingers at Midoriya who could only sigh. This was normal to the world and happened nearly every day to the quirkless; people without of quirk and had no special abilities what so ever.

"Seriously?! It's impossible for someone like you!" "Someone who can only study can't join the heroic's section!" "You don't even a quirk!"

Midoriya looked down with his gaze stuck to his desk, sinking somewhat deeper into his seat as the students continued to criticize him. He never had the will to fight back because, in more than one ways, they were right. The quirkless were considered outcasts in normal society.

Katsuki just looked outside through the window, at the pale blue sky which seemed endless, wondering how to make the time go faster. She didn't bother listening to what nonsense her homeroom teacher had to say.

When her mind wondered how boring the classes were to her old childhood friend, the girl could only groan silently in exasperation.

Even after so many years, he never changed. Not one bit.

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It was after school and homeroom had ended. The students were preparing to leave when and most of them had gone out the door when Katsuki saw the nerd's face all giddy and happy–a complete one-eighty from earlier, that same day. She hated it, that face of his.

Just as he was going to put his book away, she grabbed it from the boy's hands and read off the cover, "For the future: Hero Analysis...13?"

"Wah!" Midoriya cried out, "Give that back!"

"What's that, Bakugo?" One of her friends asked. As she held it loosely, he looked over her shoulder; a soon as he saw the title, the guy choked out a laugh, "Pfft! Seriously, Midoriya?! That's so stupid!"

It was stupid alright because the boy could never become a hero even if he would kill for it! Impossible things are impossible for reason–why couldn't he understand that and just give up?!

BOOM!

With a single thought of irritation, the book in Katsuki's hand burst into flames and promptly exploded. She exhaled, letting out a loud 'hmph', before throwing the crisp bunch of papers outside the window as Midoriya let out an undignified squeak.