010. ‒ Freedom 自由
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Today is the day.
I woke up at 5:30 A.M And the first thing I did was flip through my notebook. I'm exhausted, I wanted to go back to sleep but I was scared of failing the subject. The funny thing was, I had never failed any of my subjects in the entirety of my school years, but what Aizawa–sensei had announced during class made me feel overwhelmingly disquiet. I did have this desire to attend the camp.
And soon I began to doze off feeling the heaviness of my lids overcome me, but I somehow realized what I was doing and pulled myself up sharp.
"What the hell...I'm not going to fail any subject!! Oh gosh...But I'm so tired..." I wanna' use the power I have, but I'll felt guilty if I do.
I had been studying non-stop during the past two weeks, right? I even jotted down every note precisely and revised everything before going to bed. I used that power, I needed to understand pellucidly about everything that I had studied, so it wasn't a bad idea for me to use it just now.
After my short mental dilemma I placed the notebook on my bed, hovering my hands over the text. My palms manifesting an enticing yellow glow, the pages originating from my notebook started to crisply flip rapidly, I tried my best to concentrate to the reverberations inside my head which helped me summarize the information and important points, it assists me to meticulously memorize some terms.
I rarely used any of this particular skill as I thought it wasn't fair to be this advantageous in disparate to any other individual who studied harder than me, I only used this when the text of a book is in another language, or the text being extremely hard to understand. Glancing at my clock, I saw how it was only 6:00 A.M.
I might as well just change into my uniform and eat breakfast now, even though it was still early.
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8:45 AM
The test paper was handed to us and we took the test with aquiver hands. There was a blank space on the top right corner of the answer sheet to write our ID number, date and relevant remarks. Aizawa–sensei had written a few instructions on the whiteboard, we had been warned that cheating was not allowed during the exam. I could see Kaminari bow his head in prayer, I'm presuming that he's wishful for an easy test.
As soon as the question paper had been distributed, the atmosphere of the classroom was engulfed in a quiet cave. Everyone busy with writing down their answers to questions, questions quietus to any student. Midoriya was writing confidently, there was not a ray of worry on his face. Bakugou was chewing on his pencil agitatedly, he was thinking, and may I add — With effort — In possibilities of an answer to the inquiring, his face was calm but there was a chemical of uneasiness beneath him. Whilst the class was busy, Aizawa–sensei was trekking between each row of desk's.
Time swept and as the end of the examination cornered almost everyone, there were a group of people subjecting to one action, probably Kirishima and the gang;being clandestine, they whispered to their neighbors to see if they could get anything helpful. "Pssst!! Iida!!! What's the answer for question 4?!" Sero lowered to him.
Thus, Aizawa–sensei crept behind him and cleared his throat, Sero instantly kept quiet, pretending to write something on his sheet. 15 minutes later, we gave our finished test's to Aizawa–sensei. We all sighed in relief once we saw him tie up the booklets.
"The exam is over, enjoy your holiday. See you guys next semester." At last, the last bell rings, Aizawa–sensei walked out of the classroom.
"It's finally over!!" Mineta shouted in happiness, dispersing the papers away into the dustbin. Everyone was ululating joyfully as they quickly packed their stuff and left the classroom.
The holiday was going to be a long one, who knows what to do during that leisure?
Maybe I should get a part–time–job.
"{Name}, do you wanna' go on a trip with us?" The voice of a kindling Iida questioned politely. He tapped my shoulder causing me to turn around, seeing him, Uraraka and Midoriya smiling at me, noticing their antsy auras. They were evidently ecstatic for the trip.
Don't be such a killjoy, {Name}.
I sighed. I wanted to invest at least a bit of money, but that repetitive saying ogled my thoughts. "You only live once, do something you like and leave no regrets."
"Of course, you idiots. I'm coming with you guys, who else is?"
"Kaminari, Jiro, Momo, Todoroki, Kirishima, Mina and Bakugou." They all listed in sync.
Wait?! Bakugou? I assumed he had a predilection for solitude.
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Maybe I was wrong.
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