A/N: Hi everyone! I've been writing this story for a while now and contemplating whether to publish or not, so I'm just going to do it while I'm feeling confident. Please let me know what you think; I'm really curious about your opinions on this! Also, the spacing is a little weird but I don't know how to fix it :/

Disclaimer: I only own my OC and part of the plot.

General info: Italicized text is thoughts and the name above each part of the story is a change in POV

Chapter One

"Everyone sit down. Class is starting now." The students who were out of their seats dived down into chairs; the room was buzzing with energy and surprise at the sight of their homeroom teacher emerging from a yellow sleeping bag. Shortly before Aizawa Sensei made his unique appearance, the majority of students were chatting loudly, excited at the prospects of a new journey at UA. They questioned each other over what middle school they attended, how they did on the entrance exam, and most importantly, what Quirks each other had. Among the ruckus, a few students remained seated; one of them, Todoroki Shouto, turned his head towards the window in annoyance. He hoped an adult would come in soon so they'd shut up.

Another student who wasn't interacting with the others was a girl; she cradled her head in her hands, long hair spilling out onto the desk. Unlike the boy, however, her eyes swept over the others, taking in as much as possible. When Aizawa Sensei finally entered and removed his sleeping bag, he scanned the crowd, settling on her for a fraction of a second. The girl stared directly into his eyes, trying to relay a message. He showed no sign of acknowledging her, and addressed the students. She half- heartedly paid attention to his speech, but couldn't help feeling irritated; adults always tried to be mysterious. How was she supposed to know what that meant, or if it even meant anything? She gathered her black curls in her hands and tossed them over her shoulders, feeling them fall back to their original position. The girl pushed back the sleeves of her uniform, and quickly yanked them back down, irritation increasing. She'd forgotten her hair tie.

~ERASERHEAD~

Shota Aizawa waited for the noise to die down a bit before continuing his explanation. He expected the students to complain, but most of them sounded excited. As they filed out to change into their P.E. uniforms, he noticed the girl waiting in the back. As she neared the classroom door, she gave him a look again, her eyes staring into his. He raised an eyebrow.
"All Might will be the one to do it, not me." He said after a moment.
The girl made a slight noise of irritation and left.
Aizawa clicked his tongue.

So impatient.

~HIMARI~

I can't catch a break today.
Himari sighed, looking at the row of occupied bathroom stalls. The majority of the girls of class A-1 were changing into their P.E. uniforms in the locker room, chatting animatedly.
Maybe I should change right here. No one's coming in right now.
She set her bag down just as a stall door opened. A girl with green hair tied in a bow walked out. Himari picked up her bag and slipped inside. Tugging off her clothes and slipping into the blue, red and white uniform, she silently cursed herself over the forgotten hair tie. Someone knocked on the door.
"Excuse me, ribbit. We're about to head out." A voice called out.
The girl yanked open the door. The green- haired girl gave her a friendly look.
Asui Tsuyu.
Himari slipped past her and out the bathroom door. Once everyone was done changing, they joined the boys and Aizawa Sensei outside, where various obstacles and a baseball diamond were set up. The Pro Hero made them do several obstacles, including a 50- meter dash, grip strength test, standing long jump, sustained sideways jump and finally, the pitch test. The girl watched silently as an aggressive blonde boy made a baseball rip through the air in a cloud of dust due to his explosion-type Quirk.
Bakugou Katsuki. That was expected. Anyone can see his chaotic energy practically radiating around him. How incredibly irritating.
What she hadn't expected was the small green-haired boy's pitch. He'd forced an enormous amount of energy through his finger, causing it to break but earning an impressive score.

Midoriya Izuku.

She calculated her scores, figuring she was somewhere close to the end, but ahead of Midoriya.
"Excuse me? Would you like this?"
She was interrupted by a girl with dark hair offering her a hair tie. Yaoyorozu Momo smiled as she took it and began gathering her hair.
"I saw you were struggling earlier with your hair loose. Don't worry about returning it. I can always make more."
"... Thank you." She said finally, feeling a bit less moody.
"No problem! I'm Yaoyorozu Momo!" She extended her hand towards the girl, who looked at her directly for the first time. Upon seeing her eyes up close, Yaoyorozu's smile faltered.
Himari hesitated at her reaction, creating an awkward atmosphere until she thankfully was called by Aizawa Sensei.

_ ~SHOUTO~

"Takahashi Himari."
Shouto looked up as the last student's name was called. Aizawa Sensei held up a baseball as a girl walked up to him. Her curly hair was tied back, and she looked quite short, especially compared to the Hero. He dropped the ball into her palm and she took her spot inside the circle. The boy watched, slightly curious as to what her Quirk could be. She hasn't used it so far, doing a bit over average for a normal person, but without her Quirk she was sure to fail. The girl stretched her arm back and everyone held their breath. She released the ball and it soared into the sky... and came back down with a dull thud. He frowned. Nothing had happened. No burst of wind, fire, light, no nothing.

She hasn't used her Quirk. Why? This was her last chance.
"68 meters." Aizawa Sensei claimed.
That was more than Bakugou could throw without using his Quirk. But it doesn't compare to everyone else.
"Why'd she do that?"

"Does she even have a Quirk?"

"Is she worse off than Midoriya?"

"Does she want to be expelled?"

The others suddenly stopped talking, pulling Shouto from his thoughts.

The girl had reached the students and was staring at them. Apparently no one had gotten a clear look at her face before since her hair was down; when her eyes met his, he realized why everyone was quiet.

Her eyes held yellow irises that were much larger than most human irises and slitted pupils. This was surprising since the girl had no other feature that was abnormal. Ashido Mina's eyes were stranger, but the former also had pink skin and horns, so they didn't seem very out of place. This girl's eyes, however, looked like they belonged to a predatory animal. There was a cold, frightening look in her eyes as she stared them down, as if she were thinking about attacking them. This unpleasant surprise along with the small, slender frame, pale skin and long hair made her look like something out of a horror film. She only looked at him for a second, but Shouto felt like it was much longer. When she looked away, he felt himself relax; his body had subconsciously become rigid. He frowned.

What kind of look is that for someone who wants to be a hero?
Aizawa Sensei sighed and walked to the students, jolting them from their stupor.
"Let's take a look at the scores for today." The others turned to look at the scoreboard, which lit up with everyone's name and rank.
Shouto saw his own name ranked second, and his mood darkened considerably.
My old man is going to have a field day.