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"I heard there's a new transfer student!"
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Shiro Kurayami is a new admittee to U.A. High School of Heroics, she joins the class of 1-A and is immediately taken a liking to...
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"Are you alright?" He mouthed towards me, I gave him the best reassuring smile I could and nodded.
"Don't worry, I'm okay."
Here I thought the hellish training montage that Aizawa and The Pussycats had put all of us through couldn't get anymore hellish. But it only continued on by the time the sun came up the next day.
"Couldn't even be let off with a burned raw arm... Now my left side's out of commission for who knows how long..." Trudging my feet under the heat, I grumble out my exceeding amounts of displeasure towards our homeroom teacher, my skin stuck hair only adding to that.
"Isn't it only your arm that's unusable? Your light power was used on your back with those tentacles before, weren't they?" Asui questioned, having been beside me my whole time of muttering. I turned to her and shrugged.
"The powers of my Quirk originate by the bases of my arms. By conjuring different moves at any other body part means I'd have to transfer the energy throughout my body and into that part. Like so.-" Summoning wisps of dark matter from my right palm, I controlled it to trail down my arm to my foot, mimicking the movement it would make underneath my skin. "-It moves to where I want it to. But if my arm's out, my whole power source's out, too."
"I never imagined your Quirk to be so sophisticated like that, Kurayami-san!" Midoriya piped up, eyes round in fascination. I gave him a lazy smile and a shrug.
"Quirks are sophisticated by nature. Users just gotta understand them and adapt, how else would you master your own Quirk?" I noticed how said greenette only awed even more at my words, having whipped out a pen and a notebook from his pockets to write furiously into it.
"Always be conscious of who you are, that's the key to improvement. That's why you're out here sweating, why I'm riding you so hard. Keep it in mind, always." Aizawa said, his gaze at Uraraka and Aoyama suddenly switched to me for that brief second, myself watching the flicker in his eyes before he turns away again.
"Wait, if Kurayami's Quirk comes from her hands, then what about Todoroki's then?" Kirishima suddenly piped out, catching almost everyone's interest as they turn their heads to where Todoroki stood.
"Come to think of it, he can create ice by the soles of his feet too." I muttered, remembering certain times where he had made glaciers of ice by stomping on the ground.
"Most times, my Quirk works just fine even if my arms are injured." Todoroki shrugged, himself not really knowing much of the originating cores of his powers and theorising that his Quirk works differently than my own.
After that assessment of both Todoroki and my Quirks' differences, the lot of us proceeded back to our assigned training again.
"Mew mew mew listen, everyone! Tonight both classes are going head-to-head in a test of courage!-" Pixie-Bob announced, getting our -some more than others, Monoma especially- attention. "-Your reward for intense training is some intense fun! It's the carrot-and-stick approach!"
