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"I know that being a class representative would be tough and all, but to think they're making all of us come to school at 6 in the morning... They didn't even make the vice representatives come either, just us." Kendo thought tiredly with a loud yawn.

Kendo, along with all of the other class representatives, sat in a classroom that they usually work in. The sun was just starting to come up outside of the school, making many people narrowing their eyes.

Aizawa was in front of the class, looking tired and somewhat worn out as if he had just gotten out of bed because of getting up so early in the morning.

Actually, that's how he always looked, regardless of when he got up.

All the other students in the class were struggling to stay awake, bags under their droopy eyes, and heads starting to doze off so sleepily that someone's head even fell to the desk before immediately waking up from the impact.

Aizawa was going over a variety of things on the board when he saw the kid slam his head.

"I know it feels too early for most of you, but try and get used to it. You guys should've known what you were getting yourselves into becoming the class reps, it's a huge responsibility after all. Especially with the sports festival coming up, you won't catch a break."

Aizawa glanced around at all the tired students, struggling to stay awake and write down future plans and events that they would have to help organize.

*scribble* *scribble* *scribble*

"Hm?" He heard someone writing rather energetically.

Kendo heard it too and turned to the left to see Izuku madly scribbling down away next to her, eyes wide awake and muttering a storm about everything Aizawa was telling them.

"Midoriya, you're mumbling again." Aizawa said, tossing an eraser at his head.

Izuku raised his left hand and caught the eraser right in front of his face, still muttering away as he scribbled.

"What the hell is up with this kid?" All the other students in the classroom thought.

A view of irritation emerged on Aizawa's head, and his eyes flashed red, his hair also floating up.

Detecting his aura, Izuku flinched and dropped the eraser from his hand, looking up at his teacher.

"Stop muttering."

"S-Sorry Sensei!"

Aizawa's eyes and hair turned back to normal as he sighed, "At least you're wide awake..."

He glanced at the rest of the class and put his marker down. "I think that's enough for today. Mark these events on your calendar and go do what you want right now. There's still plenty of time before class starts after all." With that, Aizawa zipped himself into his yellow sleeping bag and rolled on the floor outside the classroom.

Many people sleepily stood up and put their things in their bags, desperate to get to their classes and possibly catch up on sleep.

Izuku got up and quickly put away his things, feeling slightly flustered for once again muttering without noticing.

"Hey... *yawn* Midoriya..."

Izuku turned left and saw Kendo standing up and fumbling to pack her things up while sleep deprived.

"You alright, Itsu-*ahem*! K-Kendo?" Izuku corrected himself.

Kendo rubbed her eyes, "If I'm alright? I should be asking you how you're so alright and awake so early in the morning?"

Izuku looked slightly embarrassed, "W-Well... I-I honestly get up around this time nearly every day for my own training."

"Really? Quite the schedule you got there... I usually train afterschool." Kendo chuckled.

"You train?" Izuku asked, his interest peaking.

"Yeah, I train in Karate and Kendo." She proudly stated.

Izuku let out a chuckle, "I get it! Because your name is Kendo, so it would make sense that you would fight and learn... in..." His voice trailed off as he saw Kendo pouting angrily at him, her tired eyes making her look as if she was glaring.

"Monoma's made that joke too many times. I would prefer it if you didn't act like him."

Izuku remembered seeing Kendo karate chop the back of the class-1B troublemaker's neck several times, making him look down nervously.

"I-I'm sorry..." he meekly let out.

Kendo smiled, "All good. But you hungry? I didn't get to eat this morning because of how early we had to come. The cafeteria should actually be open right now."

"I-I guess I'm a little hungry." Izuku said, forming a small smile.

"Great! Let's go!" Kendo said, leading the way for him.

The two went down the stairs and into the cafeteria, where it was basically empty other than a few different class representatives going to eat as well.

"Good morning kids, here to eat early I see!" Lunch Rush energetically waved. "I do serve breakfast too, let me whip you something special right up! Just sit down anywhere, and I'll be right with you!"

"Th-Thank you, Lunch Rush." Izuku answered.

"Anything for friends of Enso-Kun!"

Izuku turned black and white with a blank face, "Enso... Kun?"

Before Izuku could even ask Lunch Rush about that name, the cooking hero already rushed into the kitchen.

"Sounds like someone has a friend." Kendo joked.

"I-I never expected anyone to call Enso by that sort of name..." Izuku said in disbelief.

"Doesn't he tell everyone to call him by his first name, though?"

Izuku turned to her, "Yeah, who told you that?"

"Yaoyorozu did, says that he's the 'strongest' of your class or something like that?"

"Y-Yeah. For now, let's find a place to sit-"

"I'm back!" Lunch Rush proudly came back out with two trays.

"FAST!" Izuku thought with a face of shock and awe.

~{A Few Minutes Later}~

Izuku and Kendo sat across from one another, looking at their perfect tray of breakfast right in front of them. It consisted of many things such as perfectly cooked scrambled eggs, crisp bacon, and even fluffy pancakes with a design of the 'U.A' logo on it.

"L-Lunch Rush really is amazing!" Izuku said with bulging eyes.

Kendo laughed, "He sure is." She took some of her eggs into her mouth and smiled in delight.

Izuku smiled as well as he poured syrup on his pancakes.

"*Yawn!*."

He looked back up at Kendo, "Still sleepy?"

"Mmm, yeah, just a bit. I ended up watching something late last night, so I didn't get enough sleep... I should hopefully completely wake up by the time school starts, though."

She put a piece of bacon into her mouth as Izuku then asked her, "Hey Itsuka? You mentioned before that you did Karate and... well, Kendo, right?"

Hearing Izuku call her by her first name, she couldn't help but nearly laugh, but decided just to let it go for someone so innocent, "Yeah, are you gonna say what type of training you do? I'm gonna assume that's it's building up your muscles?"

"Actually, I do martial arts too!" Izuku said proudly.

Kendo looked rather excited, eyes looking as if they had woken up for a moment. "You do?! What kind?"

Izuku actually didn't expect to see her get that excited and backed down meekly in his chair, "W-Well, I-I've been learning things from a variety of martial arts... Judo, wrestling, boxing, capoeira, a-a few more..."

Kendo slightly rose from her seat, grinning, "No way! You've been learning all of that and more?"

Izuku nervously scratched his chin, "I-I mean, I still have a lot to learn, because even though I'm learning things from all of them, I'm not really entirely 'investing' my time to thoroughly learn each one fully. I had only started about a year ago, so learning everything is still going to take a long time for me, for now, I've just been learning some more than just the basics from each different martial art."

"That's still great! Offers such a larger variety of ways to fight." Kendo said, leaning back into her seat rather impressed. "Although... I've heard about most of them, but what's capoeira?"

Izuku flinched and lightly blushed, "U-U-Um... I-It's uh, actually a-about... d-d-*mumble*..."

Kendo tilted her head, curiously, "Sorry, couldn't hear that."

"D-D... Dancing..." Izuku said, fiddling his fingers and looking down.

The ginger girl was quite surprised, "Wait... a martial art in dancing? I've never heard about that before."

Izuku nervously rose his eyes up to her, his hands interlocked, "I-It's not really known around here... I-It originated in Africa. The funny thing is that there isn't really any stances, it focuses more on being able to perform acrobatic moves and complex maneuvers."

Kendo was intrigued, taking a sip of orange juice as she listened, then speaking. "I kind of wanna see it. I'm really interested."

"Y-You could see it at the sports festival. I'm sure that I'm definitely going to have to use it. I am still practicing a bit with it, but I'm sure I'll be really good with it by the time the festival starts."

Kendo smiled, "You could show me when you fight against me there." She claimed, proudly pulling her sleeve down and flexing her arm.

"Eh?" Izuku stopped being nervous.

"I told my class what you said, although in my own words. But now many of them are much more pumped up than before about the festival. That includes me. So you want me to show my best too? Then I'll show you my best." She boldly declared.

Izuku smiled in a dignified manner, holding his fist up to her. "So will I."

Kendo gave him a toothy grin and fist-bumped him, "Of course you are, you're the one that gave me that whole speech. If you weren't gonna do your best, then I'd knock you on the head!"

"I don't doubt it..." Izuku nervously chuckled.

The two were nearly finished with their breakfast now, but Izuku started to notice Kendo beginning to doze off the moment they weren't talking about anything.

"She must be struggling to stay awake..." Izuku stood up and smile, "I'm done now. You want to head back to our classes? They're right next to each other after all."

"Hm?" Kendo slowly looked up, processing his question but smiling cheerfully. "Sure..."

Izuku took her plates, "I'll take these, just give me a moment."

"Sure... You do that..." Kendo rubbed her eyes.

The emerald-eyed teen hurriedly took the dishes to the drop off zone, receiving a thumbs-up by Lunch Rush. "Go get her kid!"

"Go... get her?" Izuku wondered in confusion as he hurried back.

But as hot got back to the table, he found Kendo with her head on her arms, peacefully snoozing away.

"She's already asleep!?!"

Izuku awkwardly stood next to her, wondering what he should do.

"U-Um... Itsuka?" He gently nudged her.

"Zzzzzzzz..." She was slightly drooling.

"W-We should get you back to class, and then you could sleep." Izuku said slightly louder, even nervously poking her face.

"Zzzzzz..."

"Oh boy, she's out of it... What do I do now?!" Izuku frantically wondered.

He glanced around the area where the other reps had gone back to class, while also the few kitchen staff in the kitchen helping clean stuff up for more dishes to be made later.

"I-I mean... I-I already picked up M-Mina s-so..." He nervously grabbed her arms and started to tug on her, but he stopped almost immediately and turned red.

"I-I can't do this! What if she wakes up and thinks I'm doing something bad!? What if someone else sees me!?" Izuku glanced up to the clock and saw that there was still plenty of time before class. "B-But I can't j-just leave her here..."

He grabbed Kendo by each of the shoulders and started to shake her, "I-Itsuka! Wake up! We have to go to class!"

She didn't even wince, she just smiled peacefully in her sleep.

Izuku gave up.

"I-I have to take her back... Th-There aren't many people around, m-maybe I could just bring her back quick."

Izuku carefully used his right arm to reach underneath Kendo's knees and the other on her back, then lifting her up bridal style.

But even before he took one step, he felt some movement, making him freeze with a feeling of dread and agape mouth.

His eyes looked down to find that Kendo was still sleeping, but she snuggled her head onto his shoulder with a happy smile.

Izuku could feel his body heat rising.

"I have to go now!"

He didn't run, but he took quick steps out of the cafeteria.

Lunch Rush peeked at him from the kitchen door, "So pure..."

Izuku constantly checked each level he came upon going up the stairs, head nearly snapping as he repeatedly looked left and right to see if the coast was clear.

He tip-toed up all the way up to his class' floor, seeing the coast was clear and letting out a breath of relief.

He hurried into the hall and smiled, "Phew, I'm glad it's so early, and no one is here yet. Imagine I ran into-"

As if life cursed him, the door of his class opened, and two people walked out.

Momo and Jiro.

Izuku turned completely blank and white with his eyes even losing his pupils in the shock, comedic lightning striking behind him from nowhere.

"Why are they here so early?!"

The two girls seemed to be engaged in a conversation before catching sight of Izuku, stopping on the spot the moment they saw him.

They blinked.

He blinked, turning red as he did.

"I-I-" Izuku uttered, loss of words and feeling his dread build up.

"Deku?..." Jiro glanced down at Kendo in his arms.

"Why... Why do you have Kendo in your arms?" Momo asked, still in shock.

"Y-You see-!" Izuku tried to speak, but Jiro cut him off.

"You weren't going to do something weird to her, were you!?" Jiro snapped, turning red as well with her earlobes rising up and the metal tips flashing.

"N-N-No! I-" Izuku could feel himself shaking.

Momo sighed, patting Jiro on the shoulder. "Izuku would never do something like that... I don't even think he would be able to."

"Why do I feel like she just insulted me."

"B-But... Then why are you carrying her? And why in that way!?" Jiro asked, noticing the bridal style carry.

"H-How else was I supposed to carry her!? A-And the only reason I'm carrying her is that she wouldn't wake up when I tried! And I couldn't just leave her sitting by herself!"

"I see, so you were just being considerate of her and bringing her to class."

"Y-Yes..." Izuku nodded.

Jiro and Momo glimpsed at Kendo, who breathed softly leaning against Izuku.

"Well, for now, just bring her back to her class. There shouldn't be any people in class B right now." Momo told him.

"I-I'll do that now-"

"Hmm... Mmm?"

The three glanced at Kendo, whose head started moving slightly.

She opened her mouth and let out a yawn, then using a hand to rub her eyes.

Izuku started sweating nervously.

Kendo slightly opened her eyes and noticed that she wasn't sitting down again, head-turning to the left.

"Y... Yaoyorozu? What are you doing here?" She asked, not even taking notice of the position she was in.

Momo smiled, "Midoriya was just bringing you back to class."

"Midoriya?" Kendo turned left and glanced up, only to see Izuku's face just above hers.

"H-H-Hi!" Izuku stammered.

"Eh?" Kendo took a moment to process what was happening, turning her head from the girls, then back to Izuku.

"Um..." She lightly blushed, "Could you put me down?"

Izuku flinched, "Y-Yes!"

He gently placed her to the ground.

Kendo brushed off her skirt and smiled, "I'm guessing you couldn't wake me up and had to carry me back to class? I'm kind of a heavy sleeper, and I usually wake up on my own. Sorry about making you do that."

"She's really understanding! I'm so happy!" Izuku thought with comedic crying eyes.

"What the hell is with that face you're making?" Jiro sweatdropped.

Kendo stretched her arms, "That small nap seemed to help a bit, at least. Well, I'll see you guys later!" She walked rather fast to her classroom and slid the door shut behind her.

Izuku let out a breath of relief with his arms and head down, "I got really lucky things didn't go south..."

In class 1-B's classroom, the instant Kendo had closed the door, she placed her back on it with her head looking down.

She started shaking.

She covered her mouth with her hand, and a large blush formed along with completely wide-awake eyes.

"H-He carried me! He carried me! I can't believe I fell asleep and he had to carry me! That's so embarrassing!"

She clenched her hand to her chest, nervously, "This is the first time a boy had to carry me... and in 'that' way out of everything!"

She turned back to the door and cracked it open just enough to peek through it. She saw Izuku explaining to Momo and Jiro what had happened that led to him carrying her, flailing his arms in embarrassment as he told them.

She recalled the toned feeling of his arms, staring at his arms covered by his uniform.

"He... He didn't get into U.A for nothing." She clenched her heart, "And getting carried... wasn't really that bad..."

She closely stared at Izuku's plain, yet somewhat cute face, a face that anyone could tell someone is of pure innocence.

Kendo used a finger to start twirling her hair, "Now that I actually look at him, he looks... kind of adorable, especially when he gets so embarrassed like that."

"I can't believe a student from the other class is bringing out such a side to you..." Someone said in a somewhat disappointed tone behind her.

"KYAH!" Caught completely off guard, Kendo turned around with her fist enlarge and punched the person behind her, sending him to the wall and crashing through some desks. She blinked and found Monoma lying on the floor, face to the ground with a small amount of blood from the back of his head.

"Monoma! I'm so sorry!! You were in here!?!" Kendo rushed over to him and crouched down.

Monoma simply turned his head and formed a smug grin, blood comically spurting like a fountain from his head.

"I didn't think you actually had a cute side."

He got punched again.

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~{Afterschool That Day}~

He cartwheeled over a swinging leg that attempted to sweep him off his feet.

He then jumped, spinning majestically in the air and avoiding three speeding dodgeballs thrown at him.

Upon landing, he shuffled his feet and twirled to add momentum before swinging his leg to perform a final high kick towards someone's head.

His opponent raised his forearm up and blocked the high kick right before it could slam into the side of his head, the impact of the kick echoing in the dojo where the two males training then remained still.

Izuku had his leg positioned up high, panting hard and sweating as he kept his gaze focused on Enso. His white t-shirt was soaking in sweat, and his high leg was slightly shaking after fighting for so long.

Enso was the one who blocked Izuku's high kick, breathing steady and wearing sweat pants along with a pure black t-shirt, but still wearing his dress shoes for some odd reason. Both of them were back within the dojo once more, having another session of training to prepare for the upcoming festival just a few days away.

"Hm, your dancing skills are becoming near-flawless now." Enso praised.

Izuku grinned, "Thanks." He then pulled his leg back and spun to a lower level, sweeping his leg onto the ground at Enso's feet.

Enso simply jumped up rather high and landed several yards away from him in a crouching position.

"I think that's enough for today. You've clearly had a good grasp on breakdancing and capoeira. Using it against someone in the festival will no doubt catch him or her off guard by your movements."

Izuku let out a breath of exhaustion and used his arm to wipe the sweat off his head. "But it won't catch Enso off guard..."

Enso started stretching his arms, "Have you been practicing what I told you about?"

"*Pant* Huh?" Izuku looked over to him, looking confused by what he meant.

"Have you been practicing to sing and scream to strengthen your vocal cords?"

"Oh!" Izuku shyly smiled, "W-Well... I-I have. I've been going back to that karaoke bar you showed me before... The receptionist lady lets me use the rooms without paying sometimes, she thinks I'm training to become a singer..." He sweatdropped with a blush.

"But, how do you think your vocal cords are doing?" Enso asked him.

"Well, in terms if will they be strong to handle One For All... Th-They're actually able to handle a small amount of its power."

"I see- Hold on." Enso cut himself off as he realized something. He marched over to Izuku and grabbed him by the head, eyes flashing red. "What do you mean by, 'They're able to handle a small amount of power'?"

Izuku started to sweat nervously rather than exhaustion now, his pupils rolled to the side to avoid eye contact. "I-I-I-I might've... tried to charge some power a-already by myself..."

Enso tightened his grip around his head, pulling him in slightly closer. "Charged power where?"

Izuku started comedically water falling sweat, "M-My lungs... a-and vocal cords..."

The grip tightened.

"Owowowowow! You're gonna crush my head!" Izuku shouted.

Enso released his grip, to which Izuku fell to the ground clutching his head.

"You tried doing that without me and even without All Might. Do you have any idea how dangerous that was? What if you blew up your lungs?"

Izuku looked up with comedic tears from pain on his head, standing back up. "I-I was really careful! More than careful! I wanted to use as much time as possible to implement the training of my voice!"

The red-eye teen sighed, rubbing his eyes with two fingers. "So... How did it go then?"

"W-Well, I'm alive." Izuku chuckled awkwardly.

"I'm serious."

Izuku detected a threatening tone, "I-I was able to create enough force to send a few objects flying..."

"How heavy?"

"A-A few chairs and even tables easily..."

Enso removed his hand from his face and raised an eyebrow, "You were able to move tables?"

"Well, I may have been practicing with it... a few times."

Enso knocked him on the head, "Idiot."

"Gak!" Izuku uttered from the hit. But he immediately looked back up, despite the red bump on his head. "B-But now, I think that I can use it at the festival!"

Enso stared at him with a hand on his chin, "Is it really that strong?"

"W-Well, I wouldn't say that it's too strong. But I still think I could use it."

"Then show me."

"Eh?"

"Use it on me, right here, right now."

"B-But-"

"Brute Style" Enso raised his arms up as if shielding himself as he was surrounded in a white aura, "Now."

Izuku still looked somewhat nervous but nodded in agreement. "I'll do my best."

He narrowed his eyes, "I know I've practiced this before, but I have to be extra careful right here. This is going to be the first time I ever tried this against a person. Not only that, but I've only practiced a few times, and I have to remember that if I invest too much power into my lungs and vocal cord, then *gulp* they may explode... I can't just focus One For All into my internal organs though, there's no way I could control it like that, I have to concentrate power into my entire body first before could invest energy into my internal organs. I have to use the current amount of One For All that I could control, but my lungs can only just handle that-

"Stop mumbling and just get to it already." Enso interrupted him.

Izuku flinched, "I-I keep doing that!"

Enso put a leg forward and the other one back, forearms still in front of him.

The emerald hair closed his eyes, "Okay, you've done this before... Focus..." He took repeatable deep breaths, feeling his lungs expand with each one. "Your body has already adjusted to five percent of your power, so your lungs and vocal cords should be no different and, therefore, should be able to handle that amount of power too."

Enso saw the green electricity appear around Izuku, making him prepare himself.

Izuku could feel his breathing slightly quicken by his lungs taking power, he kept taking big breathes with some sweat dripping down the side of his head.

He felt his chest building up somethings, let it come up.

"One For All-"

Izuku partially opened his mouth, slightly shaking.

"Houston-"

He took one last breath before letting loose.

"HOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWLLLL!!!"

Izuku screamed from the top of his lungs, the air visibly vibrating as a destructive soundwave was blasted towards Enso.

Enso stood still and took the full impact of the attack, feeling a force slam into him and kick up stronger winds passing by him. His hair violently flowed behind him, and he pushed his weight down closer to the ground, yet he felt his feet slightly getting dragged back by force.

This only lasted a couple of seconds, as from performing such a shout with one breath had Izuku have to breathe. He panted heavily and hunched over, clenching his chest with his hand as the force all died down.

Enso's white aura faded away, and he looked to the ground, seeing marks of his feet visibly from getting pushed back. "It was indeed stronger than I expected..."

He walked over to Izuku, who raised his head to look up at him.

"Did *huff* I *wheeze* do- *cough* *cough*, -good?" Izuku mustered out.

The cold teen stared down at Izuku for a moment before patting him on the back.

"You're ready."

Izuku forced a smile, despite feeling so out of breath, "*pant* Really?"

Enso nodded, "The festival isn't too far away. Focus everything in practicing your dancing style and... 'Houston Howl?'"

Izuku flinched, then fiddling his fingers, "I-I well..."

"Taking after All Might in naming your moves? Are you really going to make all of your choices based on what he would do or think?" Enso crossed his arms.

"B-But, it matches well with Detroit Smash and Delaware smash..."

The mentor facepalmed, "Try naming something your own way for once..."

"Yes, sir... Izuku said, looking down.

"Back to the festival, you still have a small time frame for you to practice, so use that time to improve further your dancing footwork and voice projection. Keep dancing, keep singing, do what you can to keep those abilities up."

Izuku stared rather perplexingly at Enso, "Are we going to continue meeting up before the festival?"

Enso shook his head side to side, "No, I think it's better to leave the rest of our time for you to choose the goal that you wish to improve or just focus on."

"So... beating you then?" Izuku joked with a chuckle.

"If that's what you want." Enso simply responded.

Izuku's smile faded as he glimpsed back up at Enso, looking rather serious now, "But... I don't even know the full majority of what each of those styles of yours does... Tsu and Mineta told me that you used that 'Snipe Style' again and... a new style that you told me you weren't going to use for its 'intended purpose.'

Enso froze in all manner of movement, eyes staring intensely at Izuku.

Izuku stood up straight, now looking somewhat nervous from the stare by his mentor, "Th-They said that you... sliced apart the Nomu with your dagger... And I know what dagger that was."

The red eyes of Enso just continued to stare.

"It was the same style as the one you used to freeze everyone in place of lunch, wasn't it?"

That was when Enso's mouth moved, "Legendary Style- Reaper Of Worlds."

He flared up in a fiery black aura of intense nature, eyes also lighting up red as his dagger manifested into his hand.

Izuku was instantly overwhelmed by this intense aura, falling back onto his behind and even backing up in fear.

"I-It's the same feeling of f-fear I felt from last time? Is this what his style d-does?"

Enso took a step forward towards him, with Izuku flinching as the sound of his foot echoed. He came upon Izuku and glared down at him, black aura looking as if it would burn the boy any moment.

But then it faded away, Enso's dagger disintegrating in blue and leaving the boy still.

Izuku gulped nervously, "S-So... It really was the same thing you used during lunch?"

Enso nodded, "Yes... I mainly used it for intimidation or to 'finish off' someone. But for now, I'm trying to avoid using this style, despite it being my strongest one..."

"I see, well... Would you ever use it against me?"

Enso stared at him rather intensely again.

Izuku got up and started flailing his arms, "N-Not in that way! I meant if you would choose to use it at the sports festival to only fight against me if I was forced to make you bring it out!?"

"Oh." Enso turned around and head to the middle of the room, "Of course I would bring it out if I was being overwhelmed, but I obviously wouldn't kill you with it."

"That's reassuring, at least." Izuku sighed.

"But that depends if you can even force me to bring it out in the first place." Enso said as he crouched to the ground and picked up a few dodgeballs.

Izuku flinched at that, "I'm clearly much stronger than before... but does he not think that I could beat him?"

He couldn't help but feel irritated by that.

"Enso!"

"Hm?" Enso turned his head to him.

Izuku looked much more firm than before, eyes staring at Enso.

"I'm going to find a way to beat you. I'm gonna fight through you and whatever style you throw at me! I'm going to win the festival, I'm going to make sure no one forgets me! I'm... I'm going to show the world that... 'I Am Here!"

An eyebrow was raised by Enso, "So... That's what you're really going to focus on? So be it. But just remember, there are several others who you have to beat along the way."

Izuku clenched a hand into a fist, thinking of a certain explosive boy.

"I know that..."

~{Later That Night}~

Izuku was sitting on his desk with his All Might desk lamp turned on, and his notebook wide open in front of him.

He scribbled in his hero analysis notebook, writing down everything that came to mind about the abilities of his classmates. Writing down the knowledge he had of their quirks, strengths, and weaknesses, as well as how he could fight against them if he ever had to.

But of course, he couldn't rely on these plans all the time, because there's no telling how his classmates could improve or change before the festival.

"Kacchan is really strong and can adapt to nearly any situation... Todoroki can cover such a large amount of space from using his ice, but doesn't he have flames too? And Enso... I don't even know where to begin."

Izuku sighed as he stretched his arms up, looking to at what he wrote about his teacher.

Enso Ureshi

Has a quirk 'Quirk' that allows him to release energy in a variety of ways, to which he has adapted into four different styles, each with their own genres of strengths-based on what I've seen or heard from my classmates.

Brute Style: A style where Enso courses his energy around his body to form a sort of white aura/barrier similar to Kirishima's quirk. This barrier massively increases his defensive capabilities and offense capabilities by how dense it can be. He then aims to overpower his opponent with the brute force of his attacks. But there must be a limit on the amount of force his aura can take since Kirishima reported seeing it shattered by the Nomu. The barrier also looks to hinder some of Enso's movements by how it outlines around his body, making him slightly slower.

Punk Style: A style that I haven't seen as much as Brute Style, but from I've seen and heard, Enso's aura turns blue, especially around the head. He has shown signs of using telekinesis to move around objects and can also look into the minds/memories of people, under certain conditions. The person has to be thinking deeply and not focus on keeping Enso away from their mind. Iida has also reported a move Enso used of this style called 'calm mind' to sense a wide area of his surroundings.

Snipe Style: A dangerous style that I've only seen once at the quirk assessment test but heard about a lot from Ojiro and Kirishima again. Enso develops a yellow aura around him, especially around his legs, and goes into a state-centered around speed. From Kirishima's description, his moves acted as if he 'moved like a bullet,' focusing on avoiding any enemy attacks while delivering fast, but precise strikes.

Legendary Style- Reaper of Worlds: The last, but most dangerous and terrifying of the styles I've seen, Enso's eyes flash red and he develops a black aura, but that's when he finally forms his dagger. According to him, this is his strongest style and he only uses it 'if he truly desires to murder an opponent,' but he can also just go into it for intimidation. Many classmates reported seeing Enso use many moves to slice apart the Nomu and it seemed as if all of his stats were strengthened.

Izuku dropped his pencil and shook his hand, feeling it go numb from some much writing.

"So much variety of fighting... And I didn't even think about what he could do even without these styles. Could he shoot energy projectiles while in each of these styles? How fast can he switch them? How long do they last? There's still so much I don't know... Then there are his different moves in each style..."

He sighed and leaned back in his chair, looking outside to the darkness that was night time.

"This going to be my most difficult challenge so far... Making an impact at this festival and going up against so many people..."

Izuku thought about Enso and the claim he made to him.

"For the rest of this time, I'm going to find a way to beat you. I'm gonna fight through your brute style and show everyone that... 'I Am Here!"

Izuku smiled, "I have to live up to that claim."

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~{The Day Of The Festival}~

"Um, Izuku."

Izuku finished putting on his shoes nervously and turned around at his mother, Inko, standing with a small, but worried smile.

"Don't do anything to hurt yourself, I don't want you to overdo things anymore." She said, almost as if that was a plead.

Izuku could tell that she was excited, yet also worried for him.

He smiled at her, gleaming as the morning light shined down on him. "Mom, you know what kind of festival this is." He chuckled. "But don't worry, I'll be fine. And right after I show you how much stronger I've gotten at the festival, then I'll promise that I'll introduce you to my trainers."

Inko smiled at him, then hugging him rather tightly. "Alright... Make me proud, Izuku."

After the hug, Izuku cheerfully jumped out the door and over the railing of the balcony.

"IZUKU!?" Inko rushed to the balcony, only to find Izuku already running down the street. "Use the stairs next time!!!" She shouted from afar with angry fumes.

Izuku just laughed.

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"The first years are the ones to look at this year!"

"They survived a villain attack and even helped fight them off!"

"Did you hear that Endeavor's son is a first-year as well!?"

Kamui Woods walked through many food and entertainment stands set up around just outside of the sports festival stadium, already building up lines by the number of people showing up just to see the event. He, along with two other friends and fellow heroes, Mount Lady and Death Arms, were there to help work as security for the sports festival.

But he wasn't enjoying any of it, for a different reason.

One person had been on his mind for over a year, giving him shivers as he thought about those eyes...

Those emotionless eyes.

"Come on, Kamui, you can't be thinking about that guy again, are you?" Mount Lady asked, taking a mouthful of takoyaki into her mouth.

Kamui flinched.

"Again, huh?" Death arms came from behind him and patted him on the shoulder. "You can't keep letting that guy get stuck in your head. You had one bad day, so what? No innocents got hurt and, from how you explained it, it just seems like that guy didn't mean to be there."

Kamui's hands tightened into fists, "No Death Arms... That isn't it..." He kept walking through the people. "That look in his eyes, it was of someone who had a disregard for anything but himself."

He looked down. He remembered the long-black hair, those red eyes, that odd suit, it was clear that he was no ordinary person.

"Whoever you are, I'll find you... I'll make sure of it."

"I can't wait to see the first years!"

Kamui glanced up at the screen.

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Izuku took a deep breath as he stared at the small scars on his arm, each one telling a different story. He, along with the rest of his class, was within the participant waiting room, feeling nervous with them.

"Man, I wanted to wear my costume!" Mina said sadly, glancing down at the U.A gym uniform she was wearing.

"To keep everything fair, we can't." Ojiro said to her.

Izuku turned his head to Enso, who was slightly tugging at his U.A gym shirt, shoulder-length hair still hanging behind him.

"You nervous?"

"Of course not."

"Figures..." Izuku sweatdropped. He then stood up and turned to his class with a smile, "Everyone, are you ready? We should be entering soon."

"Sure we are class rep!" Kirishima grinned.

"Good! Then how about we-" Izuku was cut off.

"Midoriya."

"Hm?" He turned his head and saw Shoto Todoroki, cold eyes similar to Enso's staring intensely at him.

"T-Todoroki? What is it?" Izuku asked, surprised to see the quietest student in the class actually want to talk to him.

The rest of the class were as equally shocked to hear Todoroki call to Izuku and turned their heads to them.

Todoroki narrowed his eyes.

"Looking at things clearly, I think I'm stronger than you. Especially if you don't even know how to use 'that power' you've shown at the first hero lesson."

"Huh? Wh-Where did this come from?" Izuku asked, surprised by this bold claim from his own classmate. "Who knows? Y-You might be? I don't even know for sure."

"Yes, but... All Might has his eye on you, doesn't he?" Todoroki brought up.

Izuku was shocked to hear him say that. "Did he find out about One For All and my connection with All Might?!"

Todoroki continued, "I'm not trying to pry about that. But-" His cold aura filled the room. "-I'm going to beat you."

"He's... He's going to go for me?" Izuku's eyes widened, and his pupils shook a little.

Enso raised an eyebrow. "Does he think that All Might recognizes Izuku as the strongest? So, he wants to beat him just because of that?"

"Oh!? Is one of the best of the class making a declaration of war?!" remarked Kaminari from his chair.

Mina walked up to Todoroki and put her hands on her hips with a pout, "Hey, isn't it a little rude to start picking a fight with your fellow classmate?"

"We're not here to be friends anyway." Todoroki snapped back, then turning around and proceeding to walk away. "So, what does it matter?" He finished, finally going to leave the room.

That is until Enso spoke from his chair.

"Do you really believe you could beat him with an attitude like that?"

Todoroki stopped, partially turning his head back with a glare.

"What?"

"Throughout all of our classes, throughout all of our hero lessons... I haven't seen you use your full power even once. Why is that?"

"I'm not obligated to tell you anything." Todoroki said with some venom in his voice.

"Oh? Did I strike a nerve?" Enso raised an eyebrow. "Then clearly there is some sort of reason as to why you aren't using your full strength. But..." He stood up and stared directly at Todoroki. "If you keep at that, then you'll lose."

Todoroki now fully turned around to face Enso with a glare, "What makes you say that exactly?"

"A number of things actually, statistically speaking. But the one thing that makes me sure of it..." He pointed a finger at Todoroki, "Is because you won't use 'your' full power."

Enso and Todorooki intensely stared at one another, the class getting worried at all of these declarations.

Izuku stepped between them and stared at Todoroki with a determined look, "Todoroki... I don't know what you have against me, or what you think you'll achieve by beating me, but I'm not going to lose. If we ever face off against one another, I'm gonna give everything I have against you. I should expect you to do the same if you really do want to win."

Todoroki just turned around and left.

Everyone then heard Present Mic's voice in the stadium.

"Hey! Attention audience! Swarm, mass media! This year's high school rodeo of adolescence that you all love, the U.A sports festival is about to begin! Are you ready!?" He shouted.

"Let's go, everyone!" Izuku said, looking much more serious than before.

"Izuku..." Momo looked a little worried that what Todoroki said could've gotten to him.

Soon they began to head outside, hearing Present Mic ramble on. "It's time for the students to enter the first year stage! You know who some of them are, don't you!? The miraculous new stars who overcame enemy attacks with their hearts of steel! Hero course Class 1-A!"

Izuku and his class stepped onto the field, seeing hundreds of people in the audience. He felt some of his anxiety start to build up. "Th-That's a lot of people. Hopefully, we can give them a good demonstration of our abilities." he said, looking over at Iida to calm down.

"Indeed, we will have to give it our best performance in order to impress everyone." Iida said, looking around at the crowd.

Izuku turned his head and saw the other classes coming out as Present Mic presented them.

"They haven't been getting as much airtime, but this class is also full of talent! Hero Course, Class 1-B!"

He then caught sight of Shinso coming out with other discouraged looking students.

"Next up, general studies classes C, D, and E!"

Izuku then saw a particular group of students with a variety of armor and gadgets of the sort, including a girl with pink dreadlocks who looked decked out.

"Support course, classes F, G, and H are here too!"

There was the last group that Izuku couldn't tell what they were.

"And business course, Classes I, J, and K!"

"What the hell is the business course?" Enso wondered.

"We're just here to make those guys look better, huh?" One of the general studies classes said in sadness.

"I'm not really feeling it..." Another agreed.

Enso turned the corner of his eye and saw Shinso tightening his hands into fists.

"Hm..."

They all gathered around a stage, where Midnight, the R-rated Hero, stood proudly, cracking her whip.

"Time for the player pledge speech!" She yelled proudly in her microphone.

"Why the hell is that lewd woman the umpire for this high school event?" Enso asked, his eyes twitching in disbelief at what U.A was thinking.

So many men in the crowd starting cheering.

"I think that's your answer..." Izuku disappointingly responded.

Midnight cracked her whip and pointed it down at someone in the crowd, "Representing the students, is Enso Ureshi of Class 1-A!"

Many people curiously looked around, while much of Class A turned to him in shock.

"Eh!? That guy!?" Mina asked with bulging eyes.

Izuku realized and grabbed his own hair, "We never told our class about this, did we!?"

Momo turned to him, "You're right... We were so focused on the festival that we forgot to tell everyone about the speech."

"But why him!?" Mina asked Izuku.

"I mean, he did get first in the entrance exam." Sero pointed out.

"The principal himself said that he should do the speech." Momo also added.

Enso reluctantly stepped passed his class and his eyes turned to the other classes, scanning all of the different types of people.

"Hey... Isn't that the guy that froze everyone during lunch?" Izuku heard one of the other students say.

"He sure doesn't have the look of a hero..." another added.

Izuku was partly worried, "Does he really look that scary?" He looked up, remembering the first time he met him, "...I don't even have an argument."

He stepped up the stage where everyone became silent and Midnight backed up to give him some space.

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Outside of the stadium, Kamui just finished helping a lost child find his parents when he realized that there was an unnatural silence from the stadium.

"Hey, look at that guy." Death Arms said rather intrigued.

Kamui glanced up to the screen, but his eyes immediately widened.

Those red eyes.

That long black hair.

That unnatural cold look.

"It's him!"

Death arms and Mount Lady both turned to him.

"Who?" Mount Lady asked, although without a hint of interest as she ate another piece of takoyaki.

"The one I told you about who was on the building that night!"

Death Arms couldn't believe it, he glanced up at the screen to Enso and then back to Kamui. "Seriously? Are you sure it's him!?"

Kamui gripped his hands into fists. "I'm positive... I would never forget that face."

"But what's he doing at the festival, and with the students at that?"

"Let's find out." Kamui started marching towards the stadium.

But Death Arms put a hand on his shoulder to stop him. "Easy there Kamui, I know you're angry, but we can't just arrest him during the festival, especially after what happened with the students at the USJ. It'll cause panic among the citizens here."

"Then what do you think we should do then?!" Kamui asked him.

"We wait. As soon as this whole festival stops, then we'll confront him. For now... Just try to enjoy the food. Right Mount Lady?" Death Arms turned his head to the shorter woman next to him.

Mount Lady was just staring curiously at the screen, tilting her head in a slightly confused look at Enso's face. "Why do I feel like... I've seen him before?"

"Mount Lady?"

"Hm? Oh yeah, just let me enjoy the food."

"How selfish..." Death Arms and Kamui both sweatdropped.

Kamui glared back at the screen, eyes narrowing as a name and title appeared to introduce the student speaking.

Enso Ureshi- Top Entrance Exam Scorer

"If he really is at the top..." Some traces of wood slowly starting growing on Kamui's arm in frustration. "Then it lets me know that he must be even more dangerous than I thought."

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Enso raised his head and glanced around at the audience staring down at him, somewhat interested in his rather cold eyes but long silky hair.

"So that's him, isn't it?"

"The one who got the highest score at the entrance exam?"

"Of course, he's in the hero course then, so much for the rest of us, though." Someone remarked.

"If only we had such amazing quirks..."

Something about that wasn't right to Enso, he immediately snatched the mic from the stand and turned around to the group of students.

"And you believe that complaining about not being in the hero course will solve anything? How disappointing."

Class 1-A turned pale, "Is he trying to antagonize them!?"

The students that spoke didn't show themselves, but many other students looked to be slightly offended by Enso's statement.

Izuku and Momo prayed that allowing Enso to be the spokesperson wouldn't backfire too much.

The crowd listened rather curiously.

"Many of you complain about not having the opportunity to be in the hero course, you keep bringing up that it must be great for them to have 'quirks' that let them join the hero course, and I'm sure that many of you constantly antagonized those in the hero course for merely being there."

He pointed a finger at the students, "If you're constantly thinking that way, then that just demonstrates how immature and unready any of you are for you to join the hero course. You don't deserve it."

"Eh!? What the hell!? You think you're better than us then!?" One student shouted.

"Stop messing around!"

"Don't get full of yourself class A!" the other students shouted, booing Enso and giving him thumbs-downs.

"M-Midoriya, I think that was a bad idea!" Kirishima said.

Enso closed his eyes before opening them with a menacing flash of red that lit the area. "Shut it."

This was enough to scare nearly all of those riling students to silence.

"This is exactly what I mean; you're just taking out your frustrations on me and class-A because you aren't in the hero course. But will constantly complaining about it and antagonizing us help you at all? Will it really get you into the hero course?"

Many people thought about it, some looking down in thought while others still looked angry.

"I understand that the entrance exam wasn't fair for many of you. Just destroying robots? How foolish. There's no doubt that several of you have strong quirks that aren't destructive, yet the exam only tested the destructive capabilities for quirks. Someone can have a quirk that isn't fit for destroying robots, but that person could end up becoming quite a strong hero in the future, it's not just about the quirk they have."

Enso turned his head and looked up at someone in the commentary room.

"Right, Aizawa? You would know, you're one of them after all."

"Don't bring me into this..." Aizawa answered back in the commentary room next to Present Mic. "But even I agree that the entrance exams need to be changed a little."

Toshinori turned to Nezu next to him, who simply took a sip of tea.

Enso turned back to the classes, "But now you actually have the chance to prove your worth to everyone. Are you going to waste this chance to keep alienating class A, or are you actually going to do something to show where you really belong?"

His eyes narrowed, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not trying to insult any of you, but it's clear that not all of you are fit for the hero course. It's your decision whether or not you're ready, but it'll be your skills and effort that will show everyone else if you truly are ready."

He turned his eyes to the audience now, "Now for the audience out here, especially those of you 'heroes,' don't do something as foolish as to judge the students solely on quirks. Judging others only on quirks is a foolish option. There is clearly more to it than that, view everyone on an equal level until they prove amongst themselves who's stronger."

He narrowed his eyes at everyone, making him look scarier on the big screen. "I'm sure that many of you had the quirks to make it easy for you to become heroes, so you wouldn't know just how hard these students have to fight for their spots to become the heroes they want to be. Maybe you could even learn a few things from them."

Enso carefully placed the microphone back on the stand, saying one last thing.

"Appreciate everyone's hard work. And everyone here work your hardest, it would be a disgrace to U.A. if you don't. Give it your all."

Many students were stuck in a bewildered silence by his speech, watching as Enso walked back to his class.

"Plus Ultra!"

Many people's attention turned to Kendo, her quirk activated and giant fist stuck up proudly from saying that.

Everyone else in the crowd and even the students joined in.

"PLUS ULTRA!!" Everyone else shouted, the crowd riling up in excitement.

Izuku smiled at Kendo's action, she caught sight of him glancing at her and gave him a toothy smile back.

Seeing that everything seemed to have worked out, Enso turned around and started walking off the stage.

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Death Arms stared in a rather curious manner at Enso, his speech leaving him quite impressed.

"Are you really sure-?"

"Yes!" Kamui interrupted him. "He was the one that flung me!"

Mount Lady finished eating her food and turned to the wood hero, "Are you really going to arrest him after the festival is done? Crushing a kid's dreams of becoming a hero?"

Kamui glanced down in thought, "But... is he really an innocent student?"

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"Now, let's get started right away!" Midnight yelled, cracking her whip once more. "The first game is what you'd call a qualifier! Every year, many students drink their tears here!"

"That's a harsh way of putting it..." Izuku muttered.

"Now, here is the fateful first game!" Midnight yelled as a holographic screen appeared with a lottery spinner on it. "This year it's-" the movement on the spinner then stopped. "-this!"

Obstacle Course Race

Izuku had a severe look on his face as he saw this, "An obstacle course race..."

"How boring" Enso muttered.

"All eleven classes will participate in this race! The course will be the outer circumference of this stadium- about four kilometers!" Midnight shouted as a map of the race emerged on the screen.

"Our school's selling point is freedom! As long as you stay on the course, it doesn't matter what you do! Take your places everyone!" she finished.

Everyone moved to the starting gate that had three green lights lit up.

Izuku stepped next to Enso and started stretching his arms and legs seriously.

"Snipe Style." He heard Enso mutter next to him, yellow aura brightly shining around him.

Izuku could feel the aura around Enso vibrating as if about to blast at any moment.

"That style is all about speed. This race is perfect for Enso..." He turned his head and narrowed his eyes to the starting gate, "I'll have to do more than just my best!"

Izuku turned his head left and saw Todoroki near the front of the group, a chilly aroma starting to develop on his right side. "He's getting ready to use his quirk? Then that must mean-"

"On your mark!" Midnight shouted.

"-he wants to start off by freezing everyone on the ground while they're rushing through the tunnel!"

"Get set!"

"I have to stick to the walls, so I don't get frozen with them!" Izuku finished his thoughts.

"Start!" Midnight finished.

The ground froze solid.