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The letter came two days after the entrance exam.
Ron sat alone in his room, pretending to be anxious as his parents waited outside, unaware of the storm their son had already begun to stir in the world.
He pressed the button.
All Might's holographic image exploded from the screen, flashing that signature grin.
> "Young man… you did more than just pass. You smashed expectations. Welcome to UA!"
Ron gave a polite smile to his parents when they burst into cheers. Inside, though, he was already planning.
He had the power of One For All, fully unlocked and pain-free. Half-Hot, Half-Cold added ranged and area control. He hadn't even used those quirks at full power in the entrance exam—just enough to make it look impressive but not suspicious.
Still, the pro heroes were already watching him.
That couldn't be helped.
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Day one at U.A. High.
Ron stepped into Class 1-A, scanning the room as students chatted nervously. All the future stars were there: Midoriya, hunched in his seat; Bakugo, glaring at anyone who looked at him; Todoroki, quiet and cold; Yaoyorozu, Iida, Uraraka, and more.
Ron took his seat quietly, offering a calm nod to anyone who looked his way.
He made brief contact with a few of them on purpose. Shaking hands. Light shoulder taps. Casual gestures.
> [Quirk copied: Creation – Momo Yaoyorozu.]
[Quirk copied: Engine – Tenya Iida.]
[Quirk copied: Zero Gravity – Ochaco Uraraka.]
None of them suspected a thing.
The door slammed open.
A man in a sleeping bag dragged himself in like a corpse. The class stared in disbelief.
"I'm Shota Aizawa. Your homeroom teacher. Put on your gym uniforms and head to the field."
"Huh?" Uraraka blinked. "Aren't we supposed to have orientation—?"
"Anyone who complains can leave."
Ron's eyes narrowed.
This guy doesn't mess around.
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The Quirk Assessment Test began.
Ron held back during the first few activities. He didn't want to top everything. That would bring too much attention. He performed just above average on the 50-meter dash using Engine, but not at full throttle. For the grip test, he casually used his enhanced muscles from OFA—just enough to place 4th.
Then came the softball throw.
Aizawa called his name.
Ron stepped forward, stretching his arm. He charged the throw with ice and a light burst of OFA—still holding back.
1,300 meters.
The class gasped.
Aizawa stared, saying nothing—but Ron could feel it. Eyes were turning.
Midoriya looked confused.
Todoroki glanced over, slightly curious.
Bakugo's eyes narrowed with jealousy.
Ron smiled inwardly.
They could watch all they wanted.
They could suspect him, test him, praise him, or fear him.
But none of them—not even All Might—could stop what was coming.
And none of them would know... until it was too late.
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