Jason adjusted his PE uniform as the class stepped out onto U.A.'s training field. The sky was clear, the ground perfectly flat, and everyone was buzzing with anticipation—until a man in a yellow sleeping bag rose like a corpse from the dirt.
"…That's our teacher?" Jason whispered to Momo, who gave him a warning glance.
Shota Aizawa, better known as Eraserhead, glared at them through bloodshot eyes. "I'm your homeroom teacher. Now shut up and line up."
Jason's brows lifted. "Love him already."
Aizawa wasted no time. "Bakugo, how far did you throw a softball in middle school?"
"Sixty-seven meters," Bakugo answered.
"Use your quirk this time."
Bakugo stepped into the circle, reeled back, and launched the ball skyward in an explosive burst. The screen read: 705.2 meters.
"Woah!" a few students gasped.
"This is the Quirk Apprehension Test," Aizawa said. "You'll be doing various physical tests—this time, with your quirks. Whoever comes in last… gets expelled."
The class exploded with complaints.
"That's not fair!"
"You can't just—!"
"Silence," Aizawa snapped. "The world is unfair. Heroes don't get participation trophies."
Jason leaned toward Momo. "I think I'm in love with our teacher."
The tests began.
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50-Meter Dash:
Jason walked up for his turn, transforming his arms into sleek, aerodynamic fins, giving him the form of a streamlined sprinter. When the buzzer went off, he blurred forward in a flash of movement.
Time: 4.32 seconds.
Not the fastest—but he wasn't trying.
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Grip Strength:
Jason wrapped his fingers around the device and smirked. His arm briefly shifted into a muscular brute-like form. The machine beeped wildly.
589 kg.
Sero stared. "What even are you?"
Jason winked. "Fun."
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Side-to-Side Jumps, Sit-Ups, Long Jump… Jason stayed in the middle of the pack—intentionally. Only Momo noticed he was holding back.
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Softball Throw:
Jason grinned as he stepped into the circle. His arm reshaped into a sleek cannon-like appendage. With a snap and a boom, the ball disappeared into the sky.
816.9 meters.
Bakugo snarled.
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The Results:
As expected, Aizawa scared Mineta into nearly throwing up, but ultimately… no one was expelled.
Jason stretched his arms behind his head. "So much drama for nothing."
Aizawa gave him a cold stare. "You're calculating. You held back."
Jason just smiled. "And you didn't expel me for it."
Aizawa narrowed his eyes. "Not yet."