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▬▬▬▬▬⠀( quirk assessment test )
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▌fun fact #3 ; kourin wants a pet lion.
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She'd hoped to be early to her first class at U.A. High, especially since she found out both her best friends had passed the entrance exam, but old habits die hard.
A yawn escaped her lips before sliding the large door open, and the moment she did everyone's eyes darted to the door. Briefly, her heterochromatic hues scanned the classroom and from what she could tell, she was still earlier than a few others but she only mad that assumption because she saw empty desks. There were twenty one students, and the desks were in four columns and five rows, but at the very back, she saw there was an extra table, on the account of the class' uneven number. It was unpleasant to look at, but she did like the middle seat.
"Hey!" A red haired male approached her, a huge grin plastered onto his face. "I'm Eijirou Kirishima. You're Kourin Yagami, right? Hercules and Elemental's daughter?" Just from his comment she could practically see everyones eyes widen.
"Nice to meet you, Eijirou," with a curt nod and a small smile, she took a seat in between a tall muscular boy and a boy with half and half hair, someone she took the recommended exam with. "It's nice to see you again, Shouto."
She was here, sitting beside him. Does she remember me? He turned to face her, his heterochromatic eyes staring into her own, "how do you know me?"
"From the recommended entrance exam?" She placed a hand over her heart, feigning offence, "don't you remember me? I'm hurt." Kourin noticed that he'd zoned out and she couldn't help but flick his forehead. "I'm really not blaming you, it was in middle school and I had a phase that week where I cut my hair super short." Now that was a lie, a lie she'd told the ash blond too.
Todoroki was a little upset that she didn't remember him, he'd find the right time to tell her. He was kicking himself for not noticing her during the recommended entrance exams, but he was too focused on winning. She had short hair, which meant that he did notice her, he just didn't know it was her. "I do remember seeing you. Your long hair suits you, not that short hair doesn't suit you too. It's nice to see you again."
Yaoyorozu leaned over her desk to smile at the brunette, "you were amazing in the exam, Yagami, it's good we're in the same class."
"You can call me by my first name if you want, and you were pretty cool too, Momo," she mused and slipped off her blazer, resting her head on the table. "I'm tired, I'm taking a small nap.." Before anyone could get a word in, her eyes closed and she instantly dozed off to sleep.
Kirishima glanced over at her curiously, "is she asleep already?"
She'd always been like that, not that they'd know, because they just met her. But he knew her like that, and only he knew her like that in this class. Fucking extras. You should've sat next to me, fucking dumb shitty weird eyes. A scowl adorned his features and he placed his feet on the desk.
Sero sighed wistfully, "I wish I fell asleep that fast."
"She looks so peaceful!" Ashido chimed in, as she stood up from her seat, walking over to the sleeping girl's table, "and she's pretty too!"
Even though Kourin was asleep, she'd picked up a neat trick at the start of middle school, which allowed her to listen in on other people's conversations whilst she was napping. In that way, if she was called out, she would know how to respond and it'd give her an opportunity to spout a sarcastic or witty remark. It came in very handy. She could even feel a couple pair of eyes on her. And she stayed sleeping until she heard a voice of authority.
"I'm your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa. Nice to meet you," his eyes immediately landed on the brown haired, bored looking girl that resembled the woman he'd loved so much. He grabbed a jumpsuit from his sleeping bag and looked at them. "It's kind of sudden, but put this on and go out onto the field."
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"A quirk assessment test?!"
Unbeknownst to her two pairs of eyes were focused on her figure, a yawned escaped her lips causing both boys to look away on the account of how cute she looked. She looked at the hemline of the uniform and began fiddling with it, she was used to rolling up her sleeves so the fact that they were already elbow length bothered her.
"What about the entrance ceremony? The orientation?" Uraraka asked.
"If you're going to become a hero, you don't have time for such leisurely events." In all honesty, the brunette didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed. She often used those leisurely events as way to catch up on her sleep, her precious naps would be gone. "U.A.'s selling point is how unrestricted its school traditions are. That's also how teachers run their classes. You kids have been doing these since junior high, too, right?" He held up his phone, showing them a list, "physical tests where you weren't allowed to use your quirks. The country still uses averages taken from results from students not using their quirks."
Hearing her homeroom teacher talk made her sleepy. Maybe I can lean on someone. Her heterochromatic hues landed on a familiar head of green hair. "Izu," she whispered.
"Koucchan?"
"Can I lean on you?" And when the boy nodded, she hooked their arms together, resting her head on his shoulder. Which didn't go unnoticed.
"It's not rational. Well, the Ministry of Education is procrastinating." Aizawa said, not being able to resist glancing over at the brunette's eyes which seemed to be peering into his very soul. "Bakugo, you finished at the top of the practical exam, right? In junior high, what was your best result for the softball throw?"
"Tch, sixty seven meters," the ash blond answered with a scowl as he'd come second to the girl he liked.
"Try doing it with your quirk," he said, tossing a softball towards him. "You can do whatever you want, as long as you stay in the circle."
Bakugo walked to the large white circle painted in the dirt and stood in the middle. He pivoted and pulled back before using his explosions to launch the ball in the air. "Die!" He shouted, his voice echoing.
"Die?" Midoriya uttered out, a blank expression on his face.
"Probably a catch phrase, Izu," she mumbled. "Don't worry about him."
"Know your own maximum first," their homeroom teacher announced and as the ball landed, he glanced down at his device. "That is the most rational way to form the foundation of a hero," he turned to face them and raised the device, which caused class to erupt in a mixture of gasps and cheers.
Kaminari's brow rose, "seven hundred and fifty meters? Seriously?"
Ashido clapped her hands together, "what's this? It looks fun!"
"We can use our quirks as much as we want! As expected from the hero course!" Sero grinned, clenching his fists excitedly.
"It looks fun, huh? You have three years to become a hero. Will you have an attitude like that the whole time? All right," his lips curved up into a creepy, somewhat sadistic smile, "hoever comes in last place in all eight tests will be judged to have no potential and will be punished with expulsion." At the information he'd given to them, everyone shouted and complained.
Kourin could feel her best friend tense and she gave his arm a squeeze of reassurance, "you got this Izu."
"We're free to do what we want about the circumstances of our students," Aizawa lifted up his bangs, exposing his eyes. "Welcome to U.A.'s hero course!"
"Last place will be expelled?" Uraraka furrowed her brows, her eyes filled with worry. "It's the first day of school! No, even if it wasn't the first day of school, this is too unfair!"
"Natural disasters, big accidents and selfish villains. Calamities whose time or place can't be predicted. Japan is covered with unfairness. Heroes are the ones who reverse those situations. If you wanted to go talk with your friends at Mickey D's after school, too bad. For the next three years, U.A. will do all it can to give you one hardship after another. Go beyond. Plus Ultra," he beckoned them with his finger, a smirk displayed on his lips. "Overcome it with all you've got." His words filled the students with new found hope, "all right, demonstration's over. The real thing starts now."
Kourin couldn't help but mimic his smirk, his words made her more excited. Bring it.
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( TEST ONE : 50 METER DASH )
With her arms folded over her chest, she watched as Tenya Iida and Tsuyu Asui completed the fifty meter dash, both were fast but the blue haired male even more so, but as fast as he was, she was faster. Thinking about the whole thing just made everything more exciting for her. In middle school and junior high, she hated showing off, but now, she was filled with the urge to show everyone what she had. Of course, not everything she had.
"Well, he's like a fish in water. It'll be worth seeing what others do."
Her heterochromatic eyes landed on Ochaco Uraraka as she lightened her clothes and shoes before running normally whilst Mashirao Ojiro used his tail to propel him forwards, beating the girl. And though it wasn't necessarily a race, it still felt like that to the brunette and she intended to win.
"Everyone, you're not being creative enough." Yuga Aoyama declared, turning his back, "I'll show you what it's like to be allowed to use your quirk!" He blasted off with a laser from his bellybutton whilst Mina Ashido used her quirk to glide on the ground. A soft chuckle escaped her lips when the showy blond had fallen, allowing the pink girl to pass him. "If I shoot for more than a second, I get a stomachache."
Kourin walked to the starting line where she stood next to a red haired boy, "so, I guess I'm going against you, huh?"
Flashing her a wide grin, he nodded, "yep! I don't really have any special tricks. It's just the fifty meter dash. You're the daughter of two pro heroes so I already know you have some tricks up your sleeves."
"Try your best," she said and positioned herself, she wanted to keep her speed quirk a secret for a little while longer so she began playing with the wind at her feet, pretending like she was building it up, which she was. Her elemental quirk would still help in this situation. When she heard go, she bolted off and a satisfied expression appeared on her face when the machine announced her time, "could've been better."
"Uh, what do you mean?!" Kirishima panted softly, coming up from behind her. "You got one second and thirty nine milliseconds! You were faster than Iida! And he has engines in his legs!"
"Congratulations, Koucchan!" Midoriya smiled, but she saw right through him and instead of responding, she merely ruffled his hair in a comforting manner before she went to grab her water bottle.
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( TEST TWO : GRIP STRENGTH )
"Wow!" Hanta Sero shouted, staring at the boy with multiple limbs. "Five hundred and forty kilograms? What are you, a gorilla? Oh, an octopus?"
"Octopuses are sexy," Minoru Mineta mumbled.
Deciding to lay low and not wanting to raise suspicions, but still wanting to do her best, she only half used her strength quirk, though naturally the brunette was already strong. Kourin waltzed over to the green haired boy with a saddened expression and draped an over his shoulder, "c'mon, you're supposed to be the one that smiles for the both of us."
"What'd you get, Koucchan?" He asked, a small sad smile playing on his lips.
"Two hundred and seventy," she answered with a shrug. "don't worry Izu, you can do it. I will always believe in you."
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( TEST THREE : STANDING LONG JUMP )
Kourin watched as those with quirks like Bakugo and Aoyama cleared the sandbox for the standing long jump and she was no exception. But everyone else had to jump normally.
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( TEST FOUR : REPEATED SIDE STEPS )
It was pretty standard, only Mineta performed well with the sidestep, on account of his quirk.
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( TEST FIVE : BALL THROW )
Even though the brunette was excited, her face didn't quite express what she was feeling as it remained stoic. Although, f you were to look into her eyes, you could see all the excitement it held. She stepped forwards, eager to go first and when she stepped into the circle, the brunette inhaled deeply and gave the ball a light squeeze. I'll use my strength. Kourin concluded and exhaled, stepping forwards and throwing the ball. Just as it looked like it was about to land, she used the element of wind, to hurtle it up to sky.
So she inherited Emi's quirk. Aizawa mused to himself in surprise, holding up the device to show the symbol infinity.
"Infinity?!" Everyone shouted, staring at her in awe.
"That's amazing! She got infinity!" Kaminari clamoured.
She saw that Uraraka glanced over at her, and she used that opportunity to give her a thumbs up, knowing the girl was more than likely to receive the same score as her. She didn't mind though, as long as she won, the brunette didn't mind if she shared the winner's place. Her suspicions were proved correct when they'd both tied for first. Once her green haired best friend stepped up, she tuned out all the noise from the students and focused on him. And she watched intently as Midoriya pulled his arm back, and when he released the ball she expected it go far, but instead, it landed at forty six meters.
"I was definitely trying to use it just now.." Midoriya mumbled, staring down at his palms in disbelief.
"I erased your quirk," Aizawa said, his hair was flying upwards and his eyes shone red as the scarf around his neck had began floating around him, making it look like bandages. "That entrance exam was definitely not rational enough. Even a kid like you was accepted."
"You erased my quirk?" He repeated, his eyes widening at the sight of the yellow goggles around his neck and his fanboy self activated, "those goggles.. I see! You can erase other people's quirks with your quirk just by looking at them. The Erasure Hero: Eraser Head!"
Despite the seriousness of the situation, the brunette had the urge to touch his hair. It was defying gravity after all. As if sensing this, the pro hero shot her a pointed look before turning back to Izuku. She's just like her mother. He narrowed his eyes and continued, "from what I can tell, you can't control your quirk, can you? Do you intend to become incapacitated again and have someone save you?" And the green haired boy had barely said two words to defend himself when Aizawa's scarf wrapped around him and pulled him closer.
Kourin furrowed her brows and lurched forwards, only to be held back by Bakugo, "what are you d—"
"Shut up, weird eyes. Don't interfere," he said in a soft voice, which surprised her. His voice was always loud, she rarely heard his voice in a soft volume. It gave her tingles.
"Whatever your intention, I'm saying that's what those around you will be forced to do. In the past, there was an oppressively passionate hero who saved over a thousand people by himself and created a legend. Even if you have the same reckless valour, you'll just be decked and turn into a useless doll after saving one person. Izuku Midoriya. With your power, you can't become a hero," a moment of silence passed before he returned back to his original form and put the boy down. "I've returned your quirk. You have two turns for the ball throw. Hurry up and get it over with."
"You shouldn't underestimate him." Kourin said, standing beside the pro hero, her arms folded as she silently cheered on her best friend. And she watched. She watched as the green haired boy threw the ball using One For All with so much force it'd broken through the sound barrier and rocketed out of sight. Her eyes had softened as she looked at him happily with a small smile on her face, but in her heart she felt hurt that he didn't tell her that he'd received a quirk like All Might's.
Midoriya turned around to face his class, a smile of accomplishment and yet a hurt look adorning his face. "Sensei. I can still move!" He clenched his fist, showing he'd only broken one finger.
"His finger's swollen! There was the entrance exam, too. He has a strange quirk," Iida commented, narrowing his eyes ever so slightly.
Her brows furrowed at the mention of the entrance exam, All Might, that damned pro hero.. He's had a quirk since then and he didn't tell me.. She wanted to see the ash blond's reaction, and his reactions never disappointed her. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were bulging out, stepping back to stand beside him, a small chuckle escaping her lips but she could tell that he was really shocked.
Bakugo gritted his teeth small explosions began occurring at the palm of his hand. "What is the meaning of this? Hey!" He charged at the green haired boy, an angered expression displayed on his features, "tell me what's going on, Deku, you bastard!"
Before the pro hero could do anything, Kourin placed a hand on his shoulder and stepped forwards, "I've got this, I've been handling them since I was six. Don't use your quirk, dry eyes," her lips curved upwards into a small smirk as she easily caught up to the angered male, and when her foot made contact with his back he'd fallen down. She took that opportunity to encase that foot in stone, making it heavier so that he wouldn't be able to get up, "calm down, Bakugo."
"Koucchan.." Midoriya trailed off, side stepping around the pair.
"Get off me, fucking weird eyes!" He screamed, thrashing around.
Todoroki watched with great interest at her interaction with the hot tempered male, as did a few others. They wanted to know what sort of relationship the pair had.
"Can you calm down first?" She scratched the back of her neck, muttering slurs under her breath, "you know I can't have you two hurting each other." And as much as he tried and thrashed around, he couldn't get out from under her foot. He had no other choice but to calm down and when he stopped thrashing around, Kourin lifted her foot off of him and the stones that encased her foot went away. Her hand reached out for the collar of his shirt as she pulled him up. "You're still strong, Katsuki, you know that.."
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( TEST SIX : SIT UPS )
With a deep breath, Sero walked up the brunette and tapped her shoulder, "do you mind holding my feet while I do the sit ups then I can hold yours?" For a second there, he was sure she'd say no.
"Sure."
"That's all righ— WHAT?!" His sudden outburst caused the rest of their class to stare at the black haired male weirdly, "I mean, I was just surprised you said yes."
Kourin folded her arms over her chest, "why wouldn't I say yes?"
Bakugo just happened to be walking past and answered for him, "it's because you look fucking scary, shitty weird eyes." When he saw the brunette clench her fist, he added, "and because you're too good for him, idiot."
She rolled her eyes, "whatever, get outta here."
Sero began his sit ups with the girl holding his feet, and honestly, he found himself blushing. And the real reason he was sure she'd say no was that he was intimidated by her, not in the way Bakugo had said but because not only was she beautiful, she was strong and her parents were pro heroes.
"Yagami—"
"Kou or Kourin, or whatever, you don't need to be formal," she said.
He flashed her smile, "Kou, I think you're really cool."
"Oh, uh, thank you.. Hanta," her lips curved upwards slightly.
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( TEST SEVEN : SEATED TOE TOUCH )
She was super flexible, in fact, she was one of the few people that'd managed to go past her toes.
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( TEST EIGHT : DISTANCE RUN )
Kourin was the first to finish, and hot (but not really) on her tail was engine boy. She watched from the side as her classmates ran and, when her best friend had fallen after the run, she took it upon herself to help him out. With his arm slung over her shoulder and her arm around his waist, they walked over to see the scores with the rest of the class.
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"Okay, I'll quickly tell you the results. The total is simply the marks you got from each test," he pulled out his phone and mentally sighed. "It's a waste of time to explain verbally, so, I'll show you the results all at once," the pro hero pressed the device he'd been holding and the results popped up holographically.
She'd come first, of course.
Kourin was proud, she'd won the competition. But when her eyes saw the name at the bottom of the list, her heart dropped and she could see the boy beside her felt the same way.
Aizawa pressed the button on the device and the results disappeared, "by the way, I was lying about the expulsion." All of their eyes widened at the truth which only made him grin creepily. "It was a rational deception to draw out the upper limits of your quirks."
"WHAT?!"
"Of course that was a lie." Yaoyorozu mumbled, placing a hand on her hip, "it should've been obvious if you just thought it through."
Kourin looked over at Bakugo who still had a sour look on his face and she couldn't help but notice that her homeroom teacher kept looking at her too. Eh? Does he like me? Nooo, no. Think rationally.
"With that, we're done here. There are handouts with the curriculum and such in the classroom, so when you get back, look over them," he said, whilst walking over to the injured boy. "Midoriya," he called out, handing him a piece of paper. "Have the old lady fix you in the nurse's office. Tomorrow will be packed with even more rigorous tests. Prepare yourself."
"Uh," she watched as her homeroom teacher walked away. "Izu, I'll see you later?" Kourin ruffled his head and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Take care of yourself, okay?" And with that, she bolted off, running after the pro hero, whilst passing All Might on the way, but she couldn't stop and say hi, she needed to talk to her homeroom teacher. "Sensei! I'd like to speak with you."
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Aizawa looked down at her, "what did you want to talk about, Yagami?"
Kourin looked at the palm of her hands before she looked up into his dark eyes, "for now, just two, maybe three things. First, your quirk. I noticed that well, despite the fact that it is a scarf, when it was floating around, it looked like bandages and the material it's made from looks strong."
She reminded him so much of Emi, it hurt. Her curiosity, her demeanour and those eyes. "It's part of my hero outfit. They're weapons for capture made of carbon fibre woven together with metal wire made of a special alloy."
"Second, you kept staring at me, Aizawa-Sensei, what's the reason for that?"
"I.." A soft sigh escaped his lips. "I knew your mother," he answered, looking into her heterochromatic eyes. "You reminded me of her."
"Oh," Kourin inhaled sharply and decided this could go one of two ways. She could just go, leave. Her parents were still a sensitive subject. Or two, she could ask about her mother. She wanted to choose the former but instead chose the latter, "can you tell me about her?"
"You're a lot like her, strong and quiet. You even have her quirk," Aizawa said.
And she was going to ask another, but she noticed that talking about Emi, her mother, it affected him. He was heartbroken, her homeroom teacher had loved her mother. Before he could say anything else she stood up. "I'm sorry if I caused you any discomfort. Emi, my mum and the topic of my parents is a sensitive subject for me, and I can tell it's sensitive for you too. Maybe, once we're both a little less sensitive, we can both talk about her?"
So much like her. He kept his head down and gritted his teeth, "yeah."
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"Did you know, shitty weird eyes?" His booming voice caused the girl to flinch and before she could answer he'd backed her up against the wall and slammed his hand beside her head, "did you fucking know, Kourin?!"
"Back off, Katsu—"
"Just answer me, god dammit! If you lied to m—"
"I didn't know, okay! I didn't know!" Kourin answered, a dejected look appearing on her features. "I didn't know," she whispered, her head falling on his shoulder. "He never told me anything.. I didn't see him until today."
Bakugo furrowed his brows and moved his hand from the wall to the back of her head, "don't you dare fucking cry on me, Yagami."
A soft scoff escaped her lips, "you know I never cry, damn hot head." And she didn't, at least, not in front of decent people. Only in front of them. She didn't know why she was so upset in the first place, she still hadn't told either of her best friends about her multiple quirks, or her training with All Might.
He pulled away shoved his hand in his pockets, a very light blush on his cheeks, "you know you can tell me anything, don't you, nerd?" When she nodded, he leaned forward and pressed his lips onto her cheek. "Payback from before." He mumbled before walking off, "and don't tell anyone about this, okay?! Damn, shitty, weird eyes."
Kourin blinked at his outburst and placed a hand on her cheek where he'd kissed her. He hadn't kissed her in years, he stopped doing that when they were eight. She, on the other hand, having secretly loved affection, kissed both her best friends whenever they were feeling down or if they had an exam or test.
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...それは隠されたままでいることを意味します❞
▬▬▬▬▬ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄
my baby's quirks!! this ch is so long
damn. i wanted to make her participate
in the entrance exam, make her kick
some asss but she already got in by
recommendation. i wanted her to
dominate the competition.. next time.
next time. btw if you don't see them
interact, that means they interact
behind the scenes. also calling everyone
their first name bc why not, unless they
a teacher or all might. and other cases
idk yet. and kourin cbf adding -kun
and -chan and she can't be fuuuuucked
calling people their last names. oh well
welp whatchu gon do? aizawa and her
ma huh? ;0 wink wonk. <3