[Haruka's PoV]

Standing before the doors to the 'cityscape' we'd be testing in, I breathed deeply. Rei was doing simple stretches beside me, a constant reminder that, no, I wasn't dreaming.

"You've got this, Haru." he suddenly said, rubbing the small of my back; it was all he could reach, being as he was sitting on the ground. "We've been getting ready for this for almost a year, you know? We're more than ready. You, especially. I know how much training you've put in for this, and the lengths you've gone." I flinched slightly, at the reminder. "We're gonna nail this shit."

"I know we are." I replied shortly, reaching up to unzip my jacket. The more I stayed bundled up the way I was, the hotter I got. "I'm not even worried."

"Liar."

"Shut up."

"H-Haruka?"

The voice made us both stiffen. Tossing a glance over my shoulder, I suppose I shouldn't have been so surprised to see Izuku; after being seen earlier this morning, a confrontation was bound to happen. But knowing that, I still wasn't prepared. Just looking at him, with his nervous face and flushed cheeks...

It broke my heart all over again.

But I didn't let him see it. Swallowing my feelings, I turned to face him, dropping my hands, allowing one to rest on my hip. "Can I help you, Midoriya?"

It was his turn to flinch. I guess he wasn't expecting such a chilly reply. Which was crazy. Did he expect a monster to be a kind person?

"I-I just, um, wanted to say, y-y'know..." he stopped, fidgiting for a moment, watching as Rei got to his feet so that he could wrap a secure arm around my shoulders. It seemed possessive, I know, but he was nowhere near being boyfriend material. He was big brother material. "Good luck." Izuku sighed, looking...defeated? "That's all. Just...good luck."

"Good luck." I said softly, scoffing. "Keep your luck. Its bad form to give it away to a monster, right?"

He flinched again, and went to reply- but my lips were trembling. My own feelings betrayed me. Stupid tears... Rei stepped in.

"Stop it." he said quietly, dangerously. Blue sparks danced around his fingers as he glared at the greenette. "You've hurt her enough, don't you think?"
And with that, he stormed off, taking me with him.

[Third Person PoV]

"Don't let him get to you." Rei told the silverette, tugging her towards the very front of the group. They'd be the first ones inside. Stopping, he gripped her shoulders, turning her to face him. "Remember to keep that lid on your emotions, yeah? Just forget about him completely. And, Haru?" He waited until she met his gaze, "Breathe."

She sucked in a breath, huffing it out. Reaching up to wipe her tears, which had began to fall, she nodded. And slowly, she became numb. It was a routine they had; she would start to get worked up, slowly losing control of her own emotions, and he would calm her down. Rei was like a walking numbing ointment, or something.

"Now, here. I want you to use my Quirk, and only my Quirk, for this test."

Ah, yes. The discovery of Haruka's real Quirk.
In the beginning, reader, if you recall, Haruka's Quirk was a simple Enhancer one. However, once she began to train with Rei and the Usui sisters, she discovered a very important fact about her Quirk: it was as monstrous as she. Devouring a piece of a dead person did very little for her Quirk- however, if she were to take a bite out of a living person, she would temporarily inherit their Quirk. The 'Enhancer' she thought she had was simply the base of her Quirk.

"You mean, you don't want me to show these people what I am." It wasn't a statement. She scowled hard. "I'll use the traits I was born with, thanks." Now a bit miffed at her own friend, she strode away from him, rolling her shoulders.

"FIVE SECONDS TO START!"

The voice was abrupt, and it made everyone rush into their starting positions. Haruka didn't even bother stopping before the doors; her feet carried her past the crowd, black bleeding into her eyes. Just as the doors opened, her kagune bursting from her back. Various surprised sounds (and screams) sounded behind her, but she payed them no mind as she launched herself into the air, towards a few robots. Jerking her right wing down, she watched it harden, the shards flying off in the direction she aimed them in.

The shards landed in the head of one of the robots, and she angled herself so that she managed to land on the shards, digging them in. An extra round was shot in, just for good measure, a smirk lighting the ghoul's face as the robot began exploding under her toes.
Using the explosion as a propelling force, she turned towards her next foe, grabbing its head with her hands. The momentum kept her body going, though, resulting in her flipping. The head of the robot ripped off its metal shoulders, and she used it to start pummeling the next closest robot.

A few others that had slowed their own attacks to watch her, sweat dropped a bit.

"She's brutal." One of them muttered. Another snorted.

"Of course she is. She's a fucking ghoul; a monster!"

"Monsters can't be heroes. Why is she bothering? She should just go become another villain. It's what her kind do."

She would not let them see how much their words stung her heart.

For the second time that day, she vomited.

The first had been when she initially started testing, and it had been pure nerves, mixed with the animalistic need to destroy everything in her way. It was a base savagery that she had rarely known before.

Now, as she leaned on a building for support, bile flowing from her mouth, it was because she had overused her own Quirk, and she simply didn't have the strength to keep it down anymore.
Pulling a handkerchief from her pocket, she wiped the sweat from her forehead before wiping her mouth, almost missing when the ground began shuddering and shaking under her feet.

With wide eyes, the ghoul turned her head, facing the giant robot with wide, almost excited, eyes. That excitement, however, disappeared the moment she went to rush it, and toppled over, lacking the strength it took just to move her legs.
'Shit,' she groaned, 'I can't move! Am I going to get ran over in the fucking exam? Seriously?!'

Fate must have heard her inner bitching, because almost immediately, a mop of green hair had launched itself at the robot, aiming a punch for its fa- wait a moment.
Mop of green hair?

"MIDORIYA?" She screeched, watching as the veins in his arm glowed red, the fabric of his shirt tearing with the sheer power he was exerting. That alone confused her; he didn't have a Quirk, so what the fuck? But besides that, his legs flapped likebhair in the wind, nastily broken. And whenever he landed his punch square in the face of the robot, taking it down with that single blow (queue the confused inner 'WHAT THE FUCKDJXKAODNAKXKSJS' of poor Haruka), his arm flopped the same way-

-And he began falling swiftly to the ground. Not doing anything to stop his own fall.

"Shit!" The ghoul groaned, "Shit, shit, shit!"
Both of her kagune burst from her skin at that moment, and she scraped together the fumes of her Quirk, struggling to her feet. Once there, she didn't risk pausing and falling back to the ground; using her tail-like kagune as a sort of grappling hook, she clawed her way up the building she was previously leaning on. Reaching the ledge of the building, she paused, watching the falling boy carefully. When he reached a certain point, she launched her body towards him, crashing into him with a force that had them spinning to the ground.

"H-Haruka?!" He squeaked in her ear, clearly confused. The ghoul hissed at him, telling him to shut up as she clutched the boy to her chest, her tail splitting into four pieces. Those four pieces, plus her wings, attempted to awkwardly wrap around the two, hardening, forming a semi protective shield.

"This is gonna hurt like a bitch, Izu, but we'll survive." She said shakily, opting out of telling him that she was going to be taking the brunt of the damage, anyways, because despite ignoring the shit out of him, she just knew he'd be furious for risking herself to protect him. Instead, she held onto him tighter, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

Impact came quickly, and as predicted, Haruka took the brunt of it. They landed on her back, simultaneously knocking the wind out of her lungs, and shattering her kagune. With a wheeze, she pushed the heavy boy off her chest, struggling to get her breath back. None of the other participants came near her; they did, however, crowd Izuku. Frantically dodging feet, the still gasping girl rushed out of the way, scrambling back until she landed in a pair of familiar arms.

"Don't yell at me." She muttered, allowing the boy to turn her body so that he could slip his arms under her knees, carefully lifting her up bridal style. "I'm too tired to explain myself."

"I imagine." Rei replied, shaking his head in disappointment as he took in her figure; the bags under her eyes were prominent, and she was literally shaking in his hands from the over exertion she had forced herself to do. "Rest. We'll feed you when you wake up."