Mr. Aizawa walked between the rows of seats passing out sheets of paper to each of the students by name. Once he was done, he walked back up to the front of the class, watching their expressions.

"Now I've given you your results from the test back. As expected, each of you have done exceptionally well with it. This far into your course and with your graduation in over a month, I'm satisfied with what I've seen this year."

"Bet'cha there's a 'however'." Denki Kaminari, a boy with blonde hair streaked with black strands whispered to his spiked up redhead neighbor, Eijirō Kirishima, with a smirk.

"However, Kaminari."

The blonde frizzed up in shock.

"There is also, as expected, room for improvement for each of you." The sleep-deprived teacher stated. "But that's fine. Even the best pro-heroes need to constantly adapt and improve their skills for new situations to come. I've written in each of your results individual studies and trainings recommended based on your quirks, hero-types, and fighting styles. As well as additional problem solving scenarios."

Various members of the class gave low audible groans.

"Don't push me or I'll just as easily double it. Your first assignments as pro-heroes could be writing essays to me." He glared his usually stuck glare. His quirk alone canceled out other quirks, but as their authority figure, it could easily pierce their souls too.

"Other than that, most of the stuff we'll be working on in and out of class will be practice professional hero work. Making sure agencies have their eyes on you. Go out and save some people, apprehend criminals, and most importantly stay within the laws set for you heroes-in-training. We'll also be planning your graduation so make sure agencies will want to come sponsor you. Besides the sports festival, graduations are also a good opportunity." He explained.

Izuku Midoriya, now recently turned 18 alongside his friends and classmates, sat in deep thought. "Gosh, it's the end of the final year and I still haven't done anything worth public praise like All Might could get. Maybe I should ask him how he did it. And what agencies he got to notice him, let alone sponsor him in his beginning years. Perhaps David Shield could assist me like he did All Might. He seems to be a very good guy and his daughter Melissa seems to like me and-"

"Hey, Deku-kun? You're muttering again." His fellow classmate, friend, and only-recently girlfriend, Ochako Uraraka, nudged his shoulder.

"AHH! Was I really muttering again?!" He snapped back to reality a little too loudly.

"Yes, Midoriya." Mr. Aizawa answered from across the room with his less than pleased stare.

"S-sorry sensei." The young green haired hero moaned in shame. He turned to Ochako and whispered. "I thought I was doing better at that. I thought it was just in my head."

"No, no, you are doing better. But I did hear half of that rambling, Izu." She gave him a sympathetic smile.

"Right. Sorry, Ochako." He rubbed the back of his head.

"Not to worry." Her smile grew and she nudged him again playfully.

"Shush you two. Class isn't over yet." Their mutual best friend and class representative, Tenya Iida whispered sternly with his finger up over his mouth.

"Hey whattaya guys say we all hit up the mall later?" Kirishima asked.

"On patrol?" Iida asked for clarification.

"That, or just for fun. Once we're pro-heroes, fun public outings will be more rare than common." He explained.

"I'm in." Momo Yaoyorozu whispered to them with a thumbs up.

"Alright. Since there's only a few minutes left in time, and the fact that you're all practically in conversation anyway, let's just call it a day." Aizawa sighed loudly.

Everyone felt guilty but those emotions quickly turned to excitement. "To the mall it is!" Kaminari cheered waving his finger in the air. His girlfriend, Kyōka Jirō sighed. She questioned everyday why they decided to become a couple and their relationship was in fact rocky. Yet they always seemed to fall in love with each other immediately afterwards over and over again.

Each of the classmates all regrouped outside their dormitory in regular civilian clothing that reflected each of their unique styles.

"See Iida, times like this are especially important! How often do twenty friends get to hang out together at the mall as regular people?" Kirishima asked with a massive smile on his face.

"What exactly do twenty people do together at a mall?" Their classmate, Shōto Todoroki asked.

"He's got a point. We've usually gone together in smaller groups and it was easy that way." Their feminine frog-like classmate, Tsuyu Asumi mentioned.

"How bout we split up and do whatever each group wants, then meet over at the food court for a dinner?" Yaoyorozu asked.

They each gave their opinions on it and came to the unified approval for the plan.

Kirishima, Kaminari, Jirō, and fellow classmate and hot head, Katsuki Bakugō split off while other various groups assembled and left to do their own thing.

Midoriya was left with his girlfriend Ochako and close friends Tenya, Fumikage Tokoyami, and Tsuyu.

"Well guys, what should we do first?" Ochako asked being the first to speak up.

"I wonder if this place has any cool hero get-up. Like casual clothing specifically suited to pro-heroes." Tsuyu said with a finger to her chin.

"Oh great idea!" Tenya added. "I've heard of malls having a certain brand more commonplace for heroes."

"I'm not too picky on my styles." Tokoyami mentioned folding his arms.

"Oh I'm sure black isn't a hard color to find in clothes." Ochako giggled.

Midoriya let out a chuckle with her as they all began their search.

Meanwhile a short distance behind the group of friends, a reptilian figure watched in the shadow of one of the unconnected mall buildings.

"This is Devitoko. I've got a few tough looking ones in my sight. Just say the word and I'll engage." He hissed into an earpiece on his head.