Izuku stared at the hair, then at the man who had become his mentor. He realized that this was it. The threshold. Once he took this step, there was no going back to the life of a Quirkless dreamer. He would be carrying the hopes of the world on his shoulders.
Izuku nodded, a new fire in his green eyes. He wasn't just going to U.A. High; he was going to prove that even the smallest spark could light up the darkest sky.
He took the hair. He didn't hesitate. As he swallowed, a strange warmth began to bloom in the center of his chest—a tiny, flickering spark that promised to become a sun.
A. Entrance Exam or focus on feeling the power of One For All?
Izuku turned to see All Might, but not the hulking, invincible hero the world knew. This was Toshinori Yagi—thin, coughing, and looking more like a ghost than a god. Yet, in his eyes, there was a pride that Izuku had never seen directed at him before.
“You’ve done it, young Midoriya,” a voice boomed behind him.
Izuku looked down at his calloused palms. For the first time, they didn't feel like the hands of a "Deku." They felt like the hands of a hero.
