After settling into your cabin, the girls invited you to take a dip in the camp's hot springs.
You, obviously, agreed.
The exhaustion from this morning's forest training exercise finally began to kick in as you began dozing off while the tension in your muscles relaxed.
Next thing you knew, you face planted in the water and jolted awake.
"Thought you died on us for a second," Tsu admitted.
"Nah, still alive sadly. Just very, very tired from this morning," you gave her a half lidded smile and leant back.
Though things weren't peaceful for long.
On the other side of the wall, where the boys section was located, you could hear them yelling at a certain purple headed boy to stop his actions.
What actions?
Said midget was clinging on to the wall with his adhesive hair and climbing up step by step to get a peek at the girls.
Of course, even Kota had more humanity than he did, and did all the girls a favour by pushing Mineta off.
"Thanks Kota!" Mina grinned up at him.
Though it appeared Kota couldn't handle the sight of 7 naked girls and fainted.
"Ugh, how he even got in to U.A is beyond me," you shuddered. "Yo is Kota alright?" You yelled to the other side.
"Yep! Midobro caught him and took him to Mandalay!" Came the response.
You sighed in relief, glad that Kota wasn't dead. Then a devious idea came to mind. You got out of the water and wrapped the towel around yourself, before floating to the top of the wall.
There you could see the boys scolding Mineta, though actual quirk usage was limited.
"Hey guys, let me at him," you grinned deviously.
They immediately stepped away to show you Mineta's whimpering figure. At your sight he simply ran away, claiming he was too young to die.
"Pussy," Bakugo and you said simultaneously.
After that first disaster, everyone headed off to their dorms, exhausted from the day.
Aizawa had already warned you about early morning training, though no one was sure how early.
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"Shirakumo-chan get up!" Someone shook you awake.
"5 more minutes Sho-chan," you mumbled, turning over and sleeping again.
Tsu was not having your bullshit.
The frog-like girl slapped you awake with her tongue and dragged you out to the pavilion impatiently.
"Who's Sho-chan?" Mina asked instantly.
You tensed up at the question, noticing Aizawa's eyes go wide momentarily as well.
"My brother," you responded. It wasn't exactly a lie, but it wasn't the truth either.
Though the girls left it at that and nodded to your statement.
You snuck over to Denki and Bakugo, one half asleep while the other was more awake than anyone should be at the ungodly hour.
"We're here to improve your quirks. You've improved on battle sense due to the amount of attacks, but we haven't done much with your quirks. Bakugo. Throw the ball. With quirk," Aizawa ordered, tossing the ball to him.
The blonde shrugged and sent the ball flying.
There wasn't much improvement since the beginning of the year, maybe by a meter or so, which shocked everyone.
"Didn't have to tell the ball to go to hell you know?" You yawned.
"Shirakumo, you're up," Aizawa grumbled. "No using clouds this time."
Your clouds could easily travel the entire world at top speed, everyone knew that. So when your number one weapon was taken away, it left you with a single option.
Bakugo's explosions left behind a trail of hot air. Air that you could manipulate.
You tossed the ball high up, and when it came down for its landing, you gave it a swift kick straight into the forest.
Just when it looked like the ball was about to fall, you sent heatwave after heatwave, to keep it up. The ball was light enough to be carried by strong wind, and you were about to prove to a certain someone that you shouldn't be messed around with.
✨mEaNwHiLe✨
"Finally, I can enjoy some chicken nuggets- HOLY SHIT WHAT IS THAT!" Hawks yelled as a softball crashed into his window. "U.A training camp huh?"
He simply sent the ball back with a little note and pinpoint accuracy.
Back at camp
You caught the ball as it whizzed towards you, Aizawa giving you an unamused look. Your class was shocked when they heard that you'd dared to send it straight into the hero's agency, but were even more shocked when it came back with a note.
'Ballsy, are we now? Keep the feather, second pocket knife' it read.
You rolled your eyes at it but pocketed the feather anyways. Never know when it could come in handy.
Training went in such a manner. U.A's motto was to overcome all obstacles, that's what you planned to do.
Of course, there was specially designed training as well. Your task was easy. Simply use the heat from nearby emissions and create steady convection currents.
What made it difficult was the people you were in between.
Since you need heat for the task, you were placed in between Shoto and Bakugo. One was yelling and the other was eerily quiet.
By the time 5 minutes passed, you could've sworn your right ear was deaf.
"DIE!!!"
Nevermind, it wasn't deaf.
You sent a blast of ice cold wind in his direction, followed by a glare that could freeze hell over.
"Shut. The. Hell. Up. Bakugo Katsuki," you growled, preparing another ice wave.
The blonde widened his eyes, terrified by your wrath while you simply continued with your training.
That was the thing about you. You never got angry, you got cold. Your anger would be expressed in the coldest way possible, sending shivers down your opponent's spines. Combined with your glare, it was probably the greatest weapon you had.
Hours upon hours of regulating and repeating as you battled a fever, headache and blisters on your palms, soon came to an end as it was lunch.
The downside?
You had to make the lunch.
There were small groups with a set of ingredients. Whatever they made was up to them.
You, were paired up with Monoma.
"Huh?" You raised an eyebrow.
"Hah? The class A topper is paired up with a class B student?" Monoma taunted.
"Look I've got nothing against you, but if you continue to act like that we're going to have a problem," you concluded before pointing to your class. "Those dumbasses are making beef stew. It takes forever. I take it you're starving?"
The blonde nodded sceptically.
"Warm salad with rice. Done in 10 minutes," you shrugged as you chopped the vegetables.
The blonde caught your drift and set the rice to cook before helping you to make the stir fry.
Boy were your classmates shocked when they saw you eating half an hour before them.
"You know, you aren't as bad as the rest of you class, Shirakumo-San," Monoma commented, eating the delicious stir fry.
You seated yourself opposite him and next to Kendo, enjoying your creation.
"Glad you feel that way," you responded sarcastically.
Monoma was a kind person at heart if he wasn't tormenting your class, both Class B and you knew that. You just wished that he would stop the bullying.
Class B was certainly calmer than Class A, though you wouldn't trade the chaos that surrounded you for anything.
To most, Class A seemed like a regular hero class that got its 15 minutes of fame. To you, they were your family.
A/N: I made a rough sketch for Y/N, you're welcome to change anything you want. This is just what I imagined her as sort of.
School uniform:
Hero costume:
Sorry for poor quality, feel free to criticise and comment suggestions :)