A bell rang out as Izuku opened the door to the gym Death Arms had left him a card for, looking around the room. It had been a few days since he had had his fight on the beach with Death Arms and now he was finally putting the man's suggestions into motion.

He would have started sooner but he'd been busy doing some research on self-defence lessons. He was somewhat sour on learning full on martial arts despite a part of him wanting too, due to having attended lessons in the past that had been… less than pleasant with his quirkless status. He'd been pushed aside from most classes due to it being 'too dangerous' and the few he was allowed to take part in almost every kid seemed to use the skills learnt against him immediately.

So he'd been fairly picky with where he was willing to go as well, but he'd finally picked out a few lessons he could attend to learn some basic moves for the next few months, while he could train the rest of the time.

Speaking of training, his first order of business was setting up a regime like Death Arms suggested. Looking around, he spotted a receptionist nearby who he made his way over to with a smile.

"Hello and welcome to Planeta Roboris, I'm Ren Fukui." Said the woman behind the rounded, wooden desk in a slightly bored voice. She had long, straight pink hair, vibrant blue eyes, a few freckles and a small tattoo of a star on her cheek. "Are you new here or a returning member?"

"New." Izuku said, rubbing the back of his neck and holding out the card Death Arms had given him. "Was actually recommended to come here by a pro."

"Huh? Oh, I believe we were told to expect you." The pink haired woman said, focusing more of her attention on him now she noticed his features. "You're the kid Death Arms took an interest in, correct?"

"Yes, miss." The freckled teen nodded, watching Fukui start to type something on the laptop in front of her. "He said I should be looking for someone to help me build a training regime?"

"Right, we were informed of the story, at least part of it. You're a late bloomer?" She asked, making the teen nod again. She let out a small hum, before tapping a final key on her keyboard and looking up with a smile. "Well, good news, if you go into the gym now there should be a man in there, bald head, lean figure, kinda tall. Should be wearing all yellow clothing. He's called Akio Seki, best trainer we have, should be free right now. If you go in and find him, he should be able to help you build a regime that will work for you."

"Thank you. Will I need to pay for anything?" he asked, only for the receptionist to shake her head.

"Don't worry about payment, we believe in putting people's health first so we make money in other ways so anyone can come inside and try to become their best selves." Fukui explained, sounding like she was reading from a script. "I can't tell you how long Seki will be in there for so you better go."

"Right, thank you!" Izuku said, waving and hurrying off into the main gym section of the building. It was fairly sparse overall, not many people currently inside and it didn't take long for Izuku to spot Seki near the back, counting some weights.

He made his way over nervously, eyes widening slightly when he realized that the weights the man clad in a yellow shirt were moving around were listed as weighing over six hundred kilograms, yet he was lifting them as if they were as light as feathers. 'Must have some sort of super strength quirk.'

"Um, excuse me, are you Seki?" He asked, grabbing the man's attention who stood up, revealing himself to be almost half a foot taller than Izuku. He had a perpetually bored look on his face, raising a brow.

"Yeah, can I help you kid?" He asked curiously. "Don't think I've seen you here before. Then again, I'm not great with faces."

"Ah, well I've not been here before. I actually got recommended to come here by Death Arms?" he said, watching recognition spark into the man's eyes.

"Ah, the green hair. You're the kid who was meant to be quirkless but turned out not to be, right?" The bald man asked, making Izuku nod. "I'm guessing you're looking for a trainer then?"

"Yes sir. The receptionist said I should come to you?"

"Well kid, I'd still say you should go talk to some of the other trainers as well, we all have our own styles and some trainers work better for certain people than others. Still, based on what I can see in front of me… I think I could make you a basic plan to start you off in the meantime." Seki said, putting a hand to his chin. "I'm just going to ask you a few things first…"

That was how Izuku spent his next ten minutes, answering various questions about things such as his diet and his weight, eventually also being asked to lift a few weights for Seki so the man could see what he was capable of.

By the end of it all, he was leading Izuku over to a part of the wall with a holder for pamphlets and such, taking out a sheet of paper and showing it to Izuku.

"Alright kid, outside the gym, you'll follow this plan. One hundred push-ups, one hundred sit-ups, one hundred squats and a ten kilometre run, every single day!" Seki said seriously, fixing Izuku with his first look that wasn't just some variation on boredom. "And don't forget to drink plenty of juice!"

"R-Right!" 'So intense…'

"Aside from that, if you return here for the next few days we can see if any of the other trainers work better for you. I'll go add you to our list of members." The man said, before looking around and pointing over to a white haired boy with massive white eyelashes that had black lines either side. He was wearing a white tank top and shorts, along with some worse-for-wear trainers. "Ah, perfect. See that kid over there? He's one of our regulars, should be able to help you get started on some basic exercises while I go deal with this. Just go ask him, he's a friendly guy."

"Okay thank-" Izuku didn't finish before the trainer had already taken off, disappearing through the room. "You… Okay then."

Shaking his head, he turned to the white haired boy and made his way over, careful not to get too close while he was doing bench presses. After a couple moments, he spotted Izuku and finished up, getting up clearly with a bit of sweat. "Yo, you need something bro?"

"Uh, yeah. Sorry, didn't want to startle you or something while you had that above your head." Izuku said, nervously scratching the back of his head with a grin. The white haired teen just gave him a grin and a thumbs up.

"No prob, bro! Most people don't think about that, though I'd have been okay anyways!" The teen laughed, suddenly turning his body into solid steel for a moment. "Can just do this if I'm in trouble. Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu by the way, what's your name bro?"

"Oh, I'm Izuku Midoriya. Seki said you could help me find a place to start? I'm new to this all…" The green haired boy chuckled nervously, only to get a toothy smile from Tetsutetsu.

"Ha, I can tell bro! No offense but you don't exactly look like the kinda guy who'd come to a place like this often. So what'cha here for anyways?" The steel teen wondered, crossing his arms with a curious look.

"Oh, well I'm looking to get stronger because of my quirk." Izuku explained simply.

"Your quirk?"

"Yeah, it makes me fifty times stronger and faster, but I want to go to U.A. so I want to be as strong as I can possibly be." He explained, getting an odd look from the boy in front of him.

"Well, first, awesome! I'm aiming for U.A. myself! But bro, if you're wanting to get into U.A., why only start training now? I mean we've only got like nine months until the entrance exam!"

"Oh, well I was quirkless."

"…Huh?"

"Then my mother was threatened by a villain and I suddenly ended up with an insanely powerful quirk that I had no preparation for. Kinda sorta destroyed the place I unlocked as well with the lightning storm it made roll in."

There was a beat of silence as Tetsutetsu just stared at him.

"….Riiight.. next thing you're gonna tell me bro is that some alternate version of you is watching us on a television in another universe or something."

'is… is he legally required to drop the word 'bro' into every sentence or something?' Izuku wondered internally before just laughing nervously. "I know it sounds odd but I'm being serious. I just don't know where to start."

"Well, alright bro! You sound like you got a similar goal as me so I'll show you where I started!" Tetsutetsu said cheerfully, walking over to where there was an empty section of the gym with a few mirrors and a few dumbbells nearby. "I can show you a few basic exercises, plus get you started on some light weight lifting."

"I'm slightly worried what this gym considers light with what I saw Seki lifting…" Izuku muttered, getting a laugh from the steel teen.

"Oh don't worry about him, bro! he's in a league of his own. Still can't believe a quirkless dude is that strong."

"….Wait what?"

"Yeah dude! Seki says he's completely powerless. Almost no one believes him cause look at the stuff the guy can lift, but he's just a normal dude. Gotta respect him for what he's capable of."

"Y-Yeah…"

Suddenly, Izuku was certain of who he wanted his trainer to be.

It was almost two months after Izuku finally started his training when Bakugou finally tried to take revenge for the broken fist he'd gained punching Izuku in the face when he'd revealed his Super State to the class.

Things had been going great so far on the training front, Izuku having ultimately ended up with Seki as his trainer like he wanted. There had been a week where he had cycled through a few trainers but the man had turned out to be a perfect fit for Izuku.

He was now working under a more personalized training regime in and out of the gym and it was going well so far. He'd also found himself bumping into Tetsutetsu rather often. The two didn't exactly talk too much, as they usually had other stuff to focus on but they did occasionally make small talk and always tried to greet each other and say goodbye whenever they could.

He'd also started those self-defense lessons he'd been looking at, finding that now that he had a quirk, the experience was a lot simpler and even pleasant. Still, there was only so much he really had to learn from that class that could be applied to his quirk, but at least now he could apply some basic skills to it moving forward.

The only days Izuku didn't go to the gym were Sundays such as this one, so that he could spend time with his mother and rest, as well as occasionally put more focus onto his actual quirk. All he'd really done so far was simply try to spend as long as possible maintaining the form each time, keeping it going for as long as possible. His record so far had been six hours, though he'd essentially ended up sleeping through the next twenty-four hours after that and had not enjoyed the feeling of constant anger going for so long.

Whenever it was a Sunday, Izuku would take the scenic route home from his extra-curricular classes he'd chosen to start partaking in now he didn't have to worry about bullies around every corner. There was no real reason to him going this route every time, he just enjoyed the tradition of it.

He'd walk alongside the forest he and Bakugou and the blonde's other friends used to play in. He tried not to think about that though, choosing to focus on the here and now and consider what else he might be able to try with his Super State.

He still felt like there was a depth to it he hadn't quite figured out. What bugged him most is he could have sworn the answer was right there just waiting for him to realize it and yet he couldn't seem to figure it out.

'Super State: multiplies the user's strength, speed, reflexes and durability. Why do I feel like something is missing from that?'

He'd been going over the very basics of the quirk again, trying to find a lead, even a small one he could use. What he hadn't expected however, as he was debating the idea of trying to train the power in his sleep somehow, was a sudden scream to sound from the forest.

"EEIIIII! HELP!"

It was clearly a woman and before he even had time to think about what he was doing, Izuku threw his arms down, a yellow aura enveloping him as his hair turned golden and he rushed into the forest, weaving between trees in seconds, quickly finding himself rather deep into the forest where the scream had come from.

He stopped, coming upon a clearing where there should have been at the least a woman standing there somewhere but instead, he only found complete emptiness.

Well, not COMPLETE emptiness, as he noticed down near the base of the tree's was a CD player. 'hey wait, why does that look familiar… Isn't that-'

BOOM!

"DEKU!"

The blonde's eyes widened as he whirled around, only to see Bakugou inches from his face with both hands outstretched, glowing before yet another blast was let off.

'Oh goddammit Kacchan-'

BOOM!

A massive explosion was let off, trees being uprooted with the force that must have been put out as Izuku found himself blinded by smoke and light.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Izuku felt three explosions on his back in rapid succession, swinging his fist behind him to try to knock out Bakugou only to hit the air. Looking around the muscular teen grimaced as he realized he couldn't see anything through the smoke.

"SHOULDN'T HAVE FORGOTTEN YOUR FUCKING PLACE DEKU!"

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Izuku could hear his assailant blasting around above him, keeping distance from him. Without any visual feedback Izuku couldn't intercept him. 'He's trying to blind me. Smart…'

BOOM!

He whirled around to the last explosion, seeing Bakugou suddenly emerge from the smoke, both hands pushing forward for another massive explosion. Izuku simply stood there and took it to the face with a grin.

BOOM!

'If he's doing the same as last time-' Izuku whirled around, eyes taking in the world in practically slow motion, watching Bakugou go for the three rapid strikes again. This time though, the transformed teen disappeared behind his assaulter, sliding underneath the natural blonde's feet while he was in the air before grabbing Bakugou's leg.

He finished the fluid movement with a quick and hard stomp into the ground, that caused all the leaves around to blow away, a few more trees to fall down and all the smoke to blow away in an instant, along with forming a decently sized crater in the forest floor.

Bakugou's body flung upwards for a moment, kept from blasting off only by Izuku holding him, before the super state teen then let go for a moment, practically teleporting in front of him, grabbing him by his shirt with a scowl.

It was almost the exact reverse of how they used to end up, with the only difference being Bakugou looked angry and disoriented instead of fearful like Izuku used to.

Could he have simply knocked Bakugou out then and there? Yes, but with anger still clouding his better judgement and with the fact he'd just been assaulted anyways, making him lack sympathy for the explosion teen at all, Izuku instead glared into his long-time tormentor's eyes and smirked for a moment. He could have simply told Bakugou he lost and been done with it, but he had a better phrasing in mind.

"You didn't win."

With that, Izuku reared back, holding back as much as he could before he…. Gently leaned forward and delivered a simple flick to his assaulters face;

He watched as his childhood friend flew backwards, crashing through two of the only trees still standing and dropping into the river below. The transformed teen rushed over, remembering the area from when they were kids, Bakugou having fallen into this very same river once before from the nearby log.

And now he laid in that water again as a teen, barely conscious.

Izuku dropped down, looking over him and seeing he was still alive. He picked the explosion teen up and threw him out the water at least, looking over him and confirming the disoriented teen didn't need any immediate treatment.

As soon as he was satisfied, he recalled how as a kid he'd offered him a hand out of the river. This time…

Izuku just walked away.

Using his speed, he quickly got back on track before turning back to normal, walking the rest of the way home. He did at least phone an emergency number once he calmed down, giving them the location of where the explosive teen was just in case but in the end it didn't really matter.

Bakugou was back to school the following Tuesday and for the rest of the months, had the sense to keep his distance from Izuku, never bothering him again while they were in middle school.

"I hope you have been adjusting well to your newly found powers?" Doctor Washi asked as he leaned back in his seat, doing a general check up with Izuku.

They'd agreed to do bi-monthly check ups to make sure there were no complications with his newly developed power and so far this was the second one Izuku had attended.

"Yeah, I'm starting to get used to keeping it turned on for longer periods of time, still kinda draining but now I'm able to keep going for a while without any issues." Izuku said with a smile, leaning back in his seat. "Not exactly on topic but just… it feels so good to finally actually have that."

"I can imagine. Now then…" Washi chuckled, pulling out something from his desk, showing it to Izuku and revealing it to be a form of sorts, along with a pen attached. "I took the liberty of making this form, as well as reprinting it a few times over. I'll have you fill it out each time you come back here, see if we noticed any differences in future. I'll give you a moment to fill that one out."

"Okay, I understand." Izuku nodded, picking up the pen and looking it over. Most of it was a list of basic questions such as if he'd been noticing any particular side effects or feelings of sickness related to the quirk, how his body is doing when he isn't using the power, if he's discovered anything new and/or important about the quirk.

What caught Izuku's immediate attention though was that the information at the top had already been filled out, putting in his name, age, date of birth and quirk. However the last one had something interesting to it.

"Uh, doctor? Did you run out of ink printing this?" Izuku asked curiously, even as he began to write down his answers. "It says my quirk is just 'a fifty times multiplier.'"

"Is that not accurate? I thought we had established that was what it was."

"Oh, well yeah but isn't it supposed to say 'to speed, strength, durability and reflex's?' or something similar." Izuku raised a brow looking up only to see the doctor looking equally confused.

"I don't believe we ever established those as the only four things being enhanced." Washi said simply, surprising Izuku. "I believe your quirk energy is also being enhanced, is it not?"

"My… what now?" The freckled teen tilted his head to the side, making Washi's eyes widen as if struck with a realization.

"Ah yes of course, you wouldn't have been informed of quirk energy if you are quirkless. Well, you see, in our bodies everyone with a quirk is producing quirk energy. Even quirkless people produce small quantities of quirk energy in them." The doctor explained, making sure Izuku was still following along before continuing. "Usually Mutants have more than Emitter and Transformation types, but they all have some amount of quirk energy that serves to make their quirks function. A quirk to create blizzards from one's hands and a quirk to attain telekinesis, while completely different in function, both work on the exact same kind of quirk energy. As for yourself, have you not noticed the golden energy aura that surrounds you when you use your super state?"

"I uh… I have but I always just assumed it was part of the aesthetic of it…" Izuku admitted, blushing slightly upon realizing he'd probably missed something incredibly obvious.

"The otherwise fully physical quirk that relies solely on your, again, physical characteristics? You thought the golden energy aura was a part of that?" The grey haired doctor asked disbelievingly, shaking his head.

"I-In my defense, I'm always distracted by the anger while I'm actually using it and… you know, I'm usually tired as heck afterwards." Izuku defended himself. "So, t-that's quirk energy?"

"Yes I believe so." The doctor sighed at his patient, straightening up a little. "Due to how your particular quirk works, it would explain why there is an aura of energy around you when you transform and make sense with how your quirk works as we understand it. There would be nothing for that excess quirk energy to really be put towards if it reached the point where it can't be contained, so it would have no choice but to simply leak out, thus causing an aura."

"Huh… wait… If that's escaping energy then maybe… do you think I could try trapping more of it in now that I'm aware of it to try and make my Super State stronger?" Izuku asked curiously.

"Well… I mean it could be worth a shot. I still have the grip strength machine if you would wish to test that theory."

"Yes please, once I finish this form." Izuku said, looking back down and looking over the quirk description again. Then suddenly, a thought struck him. 'Wait… if it isn't limited to just what I said…' "Could…. Could I use the multiplier in other parts of my body?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean like, if I went Super State, instead of making my body stronger, could I make my voice or my hearing stronger?" Izuku listed as examples, watching his doctor think.

"Well, there's not really been any tests done on that. It's certainly within the realm of possibility though as it shouldn't be too far removed from what your quirk does." Washi said, shrugging in uncertainty. "You'll forgive me if I'm not as keen to test the voice theory right now."

Izuku did laugh a little at that, glad to focus on something other than having misinterpreted his own power for the past few months. It didn't take him long to finish up and soon he was powering up once more for Washi to test where his regular Super State was at the moment.

He'd been happy to see that the amount it read out had increased massively.

'1711.5 KG'

"It seems your base state is most certainly improving then, that is good news." The doctor smiled. "Now then, feel free to try out your idea for improving yourself."

Izuku nodded, taking a deep breath before focusing on the aura, the feeling of it coming off of him and started trying to suppress it, trapping more of the energy inside him.

As he did so, he felt his shirt rip slightly as his muscles started to bulk up even more than they already had. He wasn't able to contain all the energy, only some of it but it was still a start as he looked down at himself. "Woah…"

"Ah, it seems to be working!" Washi cheered with a grin. "Try the machine, let's see if it has improved your strength."

The green haired teen nodded, doing as he was told and gripping the machine tight. He stopped almost as soon as possible as he felt the handle start to give in beneath him from how hard he was pressing in on it.

'2053.8 KG'

"Astounding, it's gone from fifty times to sixty times your strength!" The grey haired man chuckled. "Have we found super state two point oh?"

"….No, it doesn't really feel like that's right." Izuku frowned, balling one of his fists. "This doesn't feel like a complete advancement…"

"Oh? And what makes you say that?" Washi asks curiously, leaning back in his chair.

"Well, despite becoming more muscly in Super State, I usually feel light, not really any different from my normal weight. Now though… I feel heavier, weighed down." Izuku explained, before shaking his head and powering down, looking up to his doctor. "If anything it feels more like a one point two."

"Hm… Well we could always refer to it in grades then. We could call the initial form grade one and this new version grade two, and we can add more grades in if we need to."

Izuku smiled, nodding his head with a small grin.

"That works. Either way, I am pretty happy to have a new trick now…"

It was now the sixth month of training and Izuku was at Dagobah once more, testing his theory over the multiplier. It was the second time he was trying this out, having already tried training like this once before but having no real luck.

He'd dealt with the trash as soon as he arrived (his new record now being twenty-one seconds, half the time it had taken him when he'd first started doing this to measure himself) and once that was done, he'd walked off to an empty section of the beach to start trying again.

What he was focusing on was trying to use the multiplier on his voice, as that would be the first thing he could think of that he should have been able to tell if and when it was working.

He'd practiced for four hours the last time he was here, yet finding no real progress was being made and now he'd wasted another two hours trying to force his voice into increasing.

Clearly, if this was possible, he was missing something. With a sigh, he dropped out of his Super State and dropped down on the sand, catching his breath.

He could feel something every time he made an attempt, something inside him trying to do as he wanted but it never succeeded. He'd thought if he just kept trying harder he could force it out but clearly that plan of action would bear no fruit.

'Okay…. Start over, Izuku. Maybe… what about the things you know the multiplier definitely does affect?' He pushed himself up, putting a hand to his chin as he started to mutter. "Well, my speed and strength are always equal with one another usually, unless I'm having to hold back because of my opponent being less durable or-"

Suddenly his eyes widened as a thought struck him. When he held back against Death Arms he wasn't holding everything back, only certain things such as his strength. He'd never once changed his durability during that fight.

If he was able to hold back on specific things such as strength then… 'I wonder… well it's worth a shot!'

He threw his arms down, exploding into golden light and taking a deep breath, looking straight ahead. He tried once more to force his voice into being stronger. "Testing!"

Still, it was normal volume, but he could feel that sensation inside him that something was happening when he tried. Now ready to test his new theory, he focused on holding back first, draining his super strength away.

Then, he tried his voice once more. "TESTING!"

Suddenly, a shockwave ripped forth from his voice (which was probably heard throughout half of Musutafu and parts of the other nearby prefectures).

Izuku's eyes widened as he watched the sand kick up into a dust storm in front of him, half the trash ahead of him scattering all around the beach and making the place ever messier than it used to be.

Izuku let the power die off, putting it back into his arms as he gaped at the mess. He had expected to be louder, not to suddenly let out a super scream attack.

"…Whoops…"

"WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS THAT?!" He heard someone shout from nearby startled. 'yeah, Probably shouldn't stick around even if I am allowed to use my quirk…'

With that thought, he utilized the new found form he'd discovered at the doctors, his new sixty times multiplier letting him restore some of the trash mounds faster without being spotted before he blasted off to somewhere safer.

Then, he's ended up grinning to himself.

He'd found a new way to utilize his super state.

It had finally arrived, the day of the entrance exam. Izuku sat on the train going up to U.A. high, a bundle of nervous energy in his seat, excited to take part.

He was more than confident he was going to nail it.

"Yo, bro!" Tetsutetsu grinned excitedly upon spotting Izuku on the train, sitting down next to the green haired boy and holding up his hand for a fist bump, which Izuku gave with a smile of his own. "Excited for the exam, dude?"

"Yeah. I really think I'm gonna ace It now, with all my training." Izuku said with a happy grin and a small laugh. "What about you, think you're gonna do good?"

"Oh, I hope so bro! Feel like I'm the strongest I've ever been in my life!" the white haired teen laughed, flexing an arm. "Gonna steel the show!"

Izuku snorted at the pun, shaking his head. "We'll see about that, 'bro'."

"So bro, did you work out any other moves for your quirk by the way?" The steel teen wondered, raising a brow. "You worked out that 'shifting' thing, you called it bro?"

"Multiplier shift." Izuku nodded, confirming the name he'd picked out for the move he'd learned. "Still a bit of a work in progress, but I have it if I need it. Also worked out a few tricks to improve myself in general in my super state."

"Oh yeah, that grade two thing, right?"

"Yeah." Izuku smirked. 'And something else similar, but I'll keep that as a surprise.'

The two made more small talk as the ride continued, simply asking things such as how the others family had been or that, Izuku pointedly ignoring Bakugou when the blond boarded the train.

Soon enough, they reached their stop, many students departing from the train. Izuku shared another fist bump with his workout buddy as they wished each other luck before they split apart. After all, Tetsutetsu apparently had a friend also taking the exam he had to find first.

It also meant that of the two, Izuku was the first to get to properly take in U.A. in person for the first time, walking through the front gate and smiling wide.

He was finally here, finally ready with a newfound confidence and power, ready to take on whatever U.A. could throw at him. Nothing could stop him now!

…Except for the crack in the ground his foot got caught inside. That did a good job at defeating him and causing him to nearly face plant with the ground. Instinctively right as he saw the cement coming, he activated his super state but he never got a chance to do more than that as suddenly he was stopped in the middle of the air, floating as he felt a hand on his back. "H-Huh?"

Suddenly, he was set back on his feet and he felt his weight return to him, looking around to see a girl with medium length brown hair, long bangs, a small blush on her cheeks and pretty chocolate brown eyes smiling slightly sheepishly at him.

"Hey, are you okay?" She asked, rubbing the back of her neck and closing her eyes, tilting her head to the side. "Sorry I used my quirk, but I figured you wouldn't mind me catching you."

Izuku didn't answer, too stunned by how pretty and adorable she looked in one move. So adorable in fact, he could only blink as his super state dropped, completely disarmed.

"T-T-Thank you!" he managed to stutter out, blushing slightly. 'So much for confidence…'

In his defense, he'd still never really talked to a girl who'd never been a jerk to him before, even if he was more confident than he once was.

"I'm Ochaco Uraraka, what's your name?" She asked curiously, opening her eyes and tilting her head to the side. "Also what was that gold hair thing, your quirk?"

"O-Oh, y-y-yeah! My super state. It w-was just an instinct t-to use. Also I-izuku Midoriya." He managed to get out, before gritting his teeth and shaking his head slightly. 'Come on Izuku! You can talk to one person without collapsing! If you can beat Kacchan you can talk to a pretty girl, just say thanks-'

"Well it was nice to meet you! See you inside!" The girl suddenly interrupted his thoughts, hurrying off towards the school with a smile on her face.

"R-Right…" Izuku trailed off, before slapping himself in the face. "Idiot…"

Shaking his head with a sigh, he continued walking forward with a slightly redder face. He could try to make up for his idiocy and thank her later if he found her again during or after the exam, for now, he should be focusing on the actual exam.

It was with that thought that Izuku walked into the building that would help decide his future.