Before I begin, I need to give a shout out to someone. I accepted a challenge to write an Izuku/Toru Fanfic, not because they initiated something but it caught my interest. The terms of the challenge can be found on the account "NarutoTheBadassMaster." All in all, Izuku has a secondary quirk centering around his unique observation skills.
One more thing, the start of this story takes place a couple of days prior to the Entrance Exam. I don't think I need to explain the story about quirks or how Izuku meet All Might and all that, so let's jump right in. Also, I'll be skipping sections (not removing them), so I hope it's not too confusing. (March 24 - Made New Corrections)
The sun was setting and a green hair boy was furiously moving back and forth on a beach with an abnormal amount of trash. In his hands was a broken sink, his clothes were cover in sand and had tears in them. His shirt was sticking to his skin cause of the large amount of sweat. It was obvious that the boy was exhausted, his breaths were heavy and now his consciousness was fading. Behind a truck with a mountain of trash on its back appeared a skinny skeleton man with dark eyes.
"Midoriya, my boy! Looks like you almost have this beach all cleared up." The man raised a hand to his face to cover from the sun and observed the horizon. He turned around to see Midoriya have just loaded the sink onto the truck. "Nice work! Why don't you take five?" The moment Midoriya heard the words he let his knees in, he fell backwards into the sand.
The quirkless boy was wheezing and breathing rapidly on the ground, not caring if the sand was sticking to the back of his head. The skeleton man walked over to Midoriya and splashed a little bit of water onto his face. Midoriya jolted forward from the cold water to see the man offering him the bottle of water. "Thank you All Might." He grabbed the bottle and slowly sipped it, pacing himself. As he quenched his thirst, he looked around the almost clearing on the beach. "I can't believe I did all this."
The skeleton man noticed the expression on Midoriya's face, it was full of determination. The grown man smiled and transformed into a more muscular figure. "Indeed. You'll be done within a few day." All Might took a few steps towards the ocean. "Thank God. The entrance exam is ju …"
Before he could finish his sentence or even his step, Midoriya shouted out to him. "All MIGHT WAIT!" The man turned around to a see a boy rushing up to him. He knelt down where All Might was about to take his step, from his back pocket he pulled out a gardening shovel. Midoriya started digging and from his first scoop he found a sharp shard of metal. Carefully, he picked up the shard and showed it to All Might. "I'm sorry All Might." There were breaths in each of his sentence. "There are a lot of these pieces scatter on the beach." All Might stared at the piece and then he looked down at their feet. Midoriya was wearing an old pair of red shoes while All Might was barefooted. "If I have to clean the whole beach, then I need to pick up all of these pieces." The winded boy threw the metal to the trash pile, or at least he tried but his aim was off.
'I would have slit my foot wide open.' The man reverted back to his skeleton form and coughed up some blood, covering it with a hand. "Thank you Midoriya. I'm already losing a lot of blood in my system as it is." Midoriya screamed at seeing blood dripped between All Might's fingers and tried to help him. 'He can see the difference between regular bumps of sand and ones with metal.'
Each time he does something like this, it surprised him. Over the months that All Might spent with Midoriya, he was impressed with his observation skills. Although it would be frown upon if anyone found out, All Might occasionally dug through Midoriya's backpack as he cleared the beach. In his mind, he just went through it to make sure his pupil keeps up with his work, but he was just being noisy. From his sneaking around, he noticed that Midoriya does take high quality notes, not just about school but other people's quirks. Including his peers, heroes, and people's off the streets. 'Having this much information about a person without their permission should be illegal.' All Might was impressed, and creeped out at the same time.
It was the dawn of a new day in February and on the train to U.A. was a fourteen year old boy who was shaking a bit. The morning was cool, but the weather wasn't the cause of his shivering, it was anxiety. Midoriya was never good with confrontation, in his mind, he was listing all the factors that were against him.
Including the fact that he was sleep deprived, he barely finished cleaning the beach just when the sun rose and then All Might gave him his quirk.
He did cherished the little time he had to sleep before the exam. Soon after, he got cleaned up and walked away with his mother's support. There was something else on his mind, it wasn't the life changing test, it was something that happen earlier that day. His words still echoed in his head. "Now eat this."
Midoriya placed his hands on top of his mouth. 'I can't believe I actually did that.' People always called him a crazy fanboy, and he wasn't going to deny it with his room having more posters than walls. 'Now, now that I have eaten All Might's hair. What's worse than a fanboy, an obsession?'
He looked up, there wasn't anyone sitting directly in front of him so he just saw his own reflection. He stared at his face, how his hands were covering his mouth and freckles. 'This isn't what the future hero should look like.' The boy put his hand down to reveal a small smile, he ran his hands through his messy hair to lighten the stress. 'Things have changed now. You been training these past months.' He reassured himself, Midoriya felt that his mind became more clear. Now he has a better sense of his surroundings.
Midoriya looked to the left of his reflection and noticed a girl that was fidgeting with her hands. She too appeared nervous from that gesture, along with her stare drifted into the distance, and the way she bit her bottom lips. It was as clear as day that the girl was worried, and she wasn't afraid of showing it to others. She had light brown hair that flows to her back, with only a little bit covering her forehead. Other than that, her face was clear of imperfections, not a single zit, pimple, nor scratch. From looking at the stare, Midoriya made out that her eyes had a bit hazel color to them.
Slowly, the eyes of the girl drifted from the air to Midoriya who was still staring at her. When their eyes meet, the boy became flustered and turned his head to the end of the train. This sparked the girls interest, she scooted her position over to her left so Midoriya and the unknown teen were sitting in front of one another. She stopped bitting of her lip but still fidgeted hands and fingers. Midoriya peeked from the corner of his eyes and see whether she was still looking, and she was.
He felt uncomfortable with her stares, he also knew turning his head was disrespectful and probably look weird. He sighed and went back to a more relaxing position where he wasn't hurting his head. You can say that he gave in and was forced to look forward, falling into the girls social trap. The girl wasn't shy at all, she freely looked at Midoriya, who was becoming more tense each passing second, up and down.
The girl smiled and took the first approach. "Are you trying to apply to U.A. Hero's Course?" Midoriya's eyebrows lifted a bit in surprised.
"Ye … Yes I am!" Midoriya stared at the girl in amazement, he started to analyze the girl without a second thought. He initially started to look for physical features that could stand out, then he blurted a question in his mind. "Do you have some type of Precognition or Telepathy quirk?"
She lightly laughed and raised her arm upwards to point at his backpack on the ground. "You have a track suit sticking out of your bag."
The freckled face boy looked to noticed that the sleeve to his tracksuit was sticking out of his bag. "Ahhhhh!" He tried undoing the zipper to open his bag, but it was jammed or stuck. The boy was obvious having trouble, he looked up to see the mystery girl more relaxed but still fidgeting with her hands. In his moment of panic, Midoriya decided to stuff the sleeve into his bag and worry about it in the locker room. "Thank you for warning me. It would have been embarrassing if I walk on campus with this sticking out." Midoriya sat upright with a nervous smile, then he thought back to her earlier statement. "Are our applying to U.A.?"
"Yes I am." She reached out her arm with an open palm. "I'm Toru Hagakure, third year student at Westridge Academy."
Instinctively, Midoriya grabbed her hand. "I'm Izuku Midoriya." Upon grabbing her hand, Hagakure round eyes opened widely in surprised. Midoriya saw this and retracted his hand quickly. "Sorry!"
"No, it's okay." She moved her hand closer to her face so she can examined it carefully, her face could tell that she was confused. "People usually have trouble shaking my hands the first time around." Hagakure was not someone who's afraid of social interaction, nor hesitant to start something.
On the other hand, Midoriya started to steam from his head a bit. He was going to comment on the first half of her statement, but fell focus on the latter half. The freckled face boy stared at his own hand that was cover in healed blisters. 'Did she feel how rough my hands are? Wait. I shook HER hands!' He started to realized the situation that he was in. 'I'm talking to a cute girl right now.' The boy stiffened up a bit and before he knew it, some time has past.
"Hello!" The burnett was snapping her fingers in front of Midorita's eyes, it broke his trance state like state. "Isn't this your station as well?" While in mid-mumble, Midoriya didn't notice that the train stopped at the station.
Midoriya stood up, "Yes it is!" The two of them grabbed there stuff and rushed off the train just when the doors closed. He looked back to make sure he didn't leave anything behind. There was a sudden slam against the glass, it was another middle school student who ran into the closed doors. 'That was gonna be me.' As the train left the station, the boy in the train slammed his fist against the glass. Midoriya turned around, he was pretending like he didn't see the middle school boy. "Thank you again Hagakure."
Toru smirked at Midoriya. "No problem." She then raised one of her arm and leg, she took a big strode towards the exit of the station. "Now off to school!"
Midoriya decided to hurry up and matched her pace, walking side by side. He was still in a mid panic, worrying about what to say. At the same time, he felt happy. Happy that he was forcing himself to talk, and having someone nice to talk to. "U.A. is a large school. Which course are you applying to?" Hagakure looked down, in a gloom fashion. 'Did I do something wrong?'
Hagkure shook her head as if to wake herself up. She spoke in a cheery tone, like the one on the train. "I'm applying to the hero course too!"
The two steadily walked from the station to the school's campus. They were discussing recent heros that made their display in the past months. One of thing that Midoriya did not asked about Toru was her quirk. It was a hobby for him, he liked to guess people's quirks without knowing so there's no bias. As they were walking from street to street, the closer they got, Midoriya was getting more and more flustered. By the time the U.A.'s gates was in view, the green headed boy was in the middle of a mumble about Kamui Woods.
He stopped himself, not by choice, just to inhale from his mumbling. Hagakure looked at him rather surprised. "Midoriya, are you sure you want to apply just to the Hero Department? You might have some potential in the Management Department." He realized that he was acting rather skittish, he slouched a bit.
"Sorry, when I get nervous I just start to talk and it goes into a mumble and … I just lose myself."
Hagakure placed a hand on Midoriya's shoulder. "Relax. It's hard to understand you when you go on like this. I thought you were already calmed about the exam?"
His eyes stared intensely at the hand on him and he turned his head . "It's not just the exam." She then slowly moved her hand back to her side. Both of their faces had traces of bright red.
The awkward scenario ended thankfully when they reached the front gates. "Well … were here." Midoriya pause a bit between his words looking at the front view of the school. After a few steps forward, he didn't hear a pair next to his own. He turned around to see that Hagakure didn't follow him.
She was just staring at the building. It took a few seconds before she looked downward to Midoriya. "I'm sorry. I promised my parents I would call them when I'm at the gates. Go ahead Midoriya, this is gonna take a while." She had her phone out and was pointing at it.
Midoriya froze for a second. 'What would a normal person do?' He has left many groups of people talking by falling into the shadows, but now he needed to end one by himself. The boy focused on his words so he wouldn't stubble or speak too fast. "Good luck Hagakure … And I can't wait to be in the Hero Course with you."
The corners of the easy going girl's mouth curled a little. She raised her arms pointing at the green hair boy, positioning her hands as finger guns with three fingers and a wink. "See you later."
In response, Midoriya just minic the finger guns and uncomfortably repeated whatever she just said. "SEE you later." It sounded as if he put emphasize on the word 'see', but that was to rebound a stumble.
"Ha." She laughed lightly. "Good one." Hagakure then turned around smiling, trying to find her fathers contact information. Until she jerked her head around. 'Did he just …?" By the time she turned around, her new friend had already merged into the crowd, unable to be distinguish. She heard her father's voice on the phone and gave it all of her attention.
In the crowd, right in front of the entrance, Midoriya stood there thinking about why that girl laughed. "What was funny about it?' In the end, he decided to let it be and focus on the entrance, he felt confident in his training. 'Izuku, your first big step towards being a hero starts today! This is it!' For whatever reason, he tripped.
Almost a week passed since the Entrance Exam and Hagakure indulged herself into prank shows. Over 10,000 students apply to U.A. every year, and only 36 get accepted into the hero course. Many would panic and stress, some would divert their attention into something. For Hagakure, she spent her days watching Dokkiri shows. She was laughing aloud to herself when a man came through the door. "Toru! You got mail from U.A. High School!" The girl got up from her bed and grabbed the letter from her father.
She was going to ripped the letter opened to only stop and looked at her father. "Dad, can you get out. I want to be the first to know the results." The man raised his hands in self defense and slowly walked behind the door closing it. She sat at the desked in her room and checked the door. There was a shadow appearing form the crack below the door. "DAD!" She then heard footsteps and a loud thud from the hallway. Hagakure lightly smile, 'Dad.' She opened the letter and found a few papers and a weird object.
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"All in all. Congratulation Ms. Hagakure, this school is now your hero academia." Hagakure was speechless at the hologram, she was going to fall backwards if she got to excited. The man in the hologram leaned his torso to the side of the screen and whispered something. "Was that the last one?" The hologram disappeared along with the number one hero.
Toru squealed from the fact that she made it to her dream school. She raised her arms in excitement, and this time, fell backwards. She checked the papers that were in the envelope, seeing if there was something else. All she had was a guide informing her that she was place in class 1-A and her student number was 16. She flipped the papers back and forth and got disappointed when she didn't find anything else. 'They're not going to tell me who are my classmates.' She sighed a bit. 'I wonder if he made it?'
The girl was thinking back to the boy with freckles. As she was leaving the exam, she kept an eye out for anyone with green hair. She didn't see anyone familiar on her way home either. 'If he was looking for me, then he probably hard time.' She stood up and ran from her room to her father's home office, he was on father on his computer. "Hey Dad. I made it. I'm gonna be a hero!" She popped out form the side revealing herself.
The father flinch, he then leaped out of his chair and hugged her daughter. "I'm so proud of you. I saw this coming and have a surprised for you." The two went into the kitchen revealing a cake hidden in the back of the fridge. They shared a mini celebration with each other till late that evening. When Hagakure was about to close the door, the father yelled out. "Oh yeah. Call your mother and tell her the news. I'm sure she'll be surprise."
Toru tilted her head downward, and in a cheery voice shouted "Okay." She shut the door and jumped on her bed. She pulled out her phone, her finger was lingering above the call button. The teenage girl couldn't bring herself to do it, instead, she just sent a message. She turned off her phone immediately and fell into a deep relieved sleep.
Springtime came faster than expected, plenty of middle school students have graduated and became high school students. It was the first day for all the returning and new U.A. students. Among them was Toru Hagakure who was showing up close to late for homeroom. When she walked in, she saw a tall student wearing glasses lecturing a spikey headed blonde about his feet on his desk.
She walked up to the two of the them. 'It's time to make a good impression.' Reaching into herself, she tried to stop it. "Hey guys, lets calmed down."
The tall one with glasses still continue his lecture while the blond one rolled his eyes. 'That hurts.' One of the thing that she dislike the most was being ignore. 'Okay.' She decided this was a job for a teacher and moved on around them. Hagakure looked at the board and on it was two things. The first being a list: No Talking, Stay Seated, and WAIT. The other was a seating chart. 'Shoot.' Hagakure became frustrated, she was hoping that by looking at the arrangement, she could have seen the names of her peers, but it was all in there Class Numbers. Another problem was that they put her right in the front of the class. 'At least I'm next to a window.'
Hagakure sat down, putting her bag on the chair and immediately turned her head around to look at the crowd behind her, while zoning out the conversation in THAT direction. There are some interesting people here, like a teen with a beak and another with red and white hair. 'I wonder what they think of me.' She was eyeing everyone in the room, a few glanced at her, and she was getting a weird vibe from a certain purple headed boy.
Suddenly, the gibberish she was zoning out changed, there was two more voices being heard that was on the higher side. " … that punch was out …" " … It was really all thanks to you …" One of the high voices sounded familiar. She turned around to see a recognizable face between the boy with glasses and a brunette. She felt internally happy seeing that scruffy hair again. There weren't any words going through her mind, only good emotions.
She was gonna stand up and surprised the boy but a man wearing black walked through them with a sleeping bag in his arms. "I'm your homeroom teacher, Shouta Aizawa. Pleasure meeting you." He then reached into his bag and pulled out some gym clothes. "Wear these immediately and then go to the P.E. Grounds."
Midoriya grabbed the uniform form the man's hand. The whole class stood up and started walking to the door. Before leaving the classroom completely, Midoriya took a glance at the whole room seeing everyone. When he made eye contack with Toru, he let out a bright smile. "He's right, we got into the same class."
The Quirk Apprehension test ended and Aizawa just revealed the whole expel thing was a farce, he then showed the results and left them all with blankless expressions. The one with the biggest reaction was Midoriya who had two mix reactions when he saw the ending score. He felt that he could breathe again knowing that he wasn't expelled. The other thing was that he felt surprised when he saw Hagakure had the 18th ranking.
'How did she do it?' He wasn't furious or jealous towards the girl, but rather more curious. Throughout the whole test Midoriya kept to himself, but that didn't mean he wasn't observing none of his classmates. When each one of them performed, Midoriya watched everyone carefully, making mental notes of what they did. He was stump for one person, and that was the first girl he ever talked to, Hagakure. 'She has never used her quirk once during the tests. Or did she?' Thoughts after thoughts flooded in, he thought back to how she performed just like how Midoriya did with the exception of the ball throw. 'Maybe her quirk is something like external or internal enhancements, or influencing others.' It usually doesn't take this long, especially being in such close quarters with the person. His curiosity would have gotten the best of him and made him cave in, but he needed to go to the nurse office and have his fingers mended.
The first day of high school ended with Midoriya feeling confident for the year to come when he sat down at home. He reassured himself that he wouldn't be spending the rest of the years alone, he made two new friends that day. The only regret he had was that he didn't talk to Hagakure at all that day. 'At least we are in the same class.' He clapped his hands to break his mental thought processes. "Okay, time to get to work." He opened up a Hero Journal from his bag and started his own note taking.
If he haven't broken his finger, he would have done a page about everyone in class. He already made one with Aizawa, so he added to it. He made a whole new section dedicated to his peers in his class, making pages about Uraka, Iida, Hagakure, and a few others that catch his fancy. He just wrapped up cause he felt the effects of his mental fatigue on him, he called it a day and went to sleep happy.
The next day is when classes officially started for the students, yesterday was only the welcoming for the new students which his class did miss. Midoriya was rather eager to be in the school, for more reason than none. All the teachers were pro heros and he was gonna start his hero studies that day. A nerd like Midoriya, was ecstatic, also, this would give him a chance to see her quirk in action.
He wanted to arrive early that morning so he could talk and try to expand his circle, but he felt too nervous and ended up showing up just as homeroom started. The morning classes were normal lectures, and they barely had enough time as a break for the students to get up and talk to one another. During classes, Midoriya noticed something, Hagakure always turned her head lightly and looked at her neighbor's notes. 'She's pretty confident, or can she erase her presence!?'
The bell rang letting all the students know that it was lunch. Hagakure was going to get up to invite some people to join her for lunch but she was swept away by some of the girls in class. Midoriya on the other hand was trying to get up and follow, so he stuff his bag with his notes. He got up and saw that Iida waiting for him at the doorway.
"Hey Midoriya." The green hair teen turned around to see a small purple headed boy holding an open notebook. "You drop … what is this by the way?" He was now flipping the pages, it was obvious that he was not reading but checking out the pictures, and then stopped when he saw his own head on the page.
He turned his bag around and look through it. 'It must have slipped out.' The green hair started to scratch his head lightly. "Promise not laugh at me … um … Mineta?" Unsure rather he was saying the right name till Mineta nodded his head in agreement. "Those are the notes I take on heros and possibly future heroes." He was rather embarrassed.
Mineta closed the book and handed it to Midoriya. "It's cool. I was going to draw a few of our classmates too." He grabbed the book, he smiled a bit cause he thought that there was someone just like him in the class. "Wait Midoriya! Can you tell me who's the cutie on the page across from mine?"
The green haired boy raised an eyebrow in confusion. He opened the book to the page Mineta was staring in. On the other side from Minata's page was the one he dedicated to Hagakure. "You couldn't tell. I thought it was a good drawing." The purple haired boy was becoming slightly agitated from the build up. "That's Hagakure, she sits in the front of our class." Mineta became dazed, he wasn't saying anything so Midoriya left him be and left with Iida. Mineta looked back at the chair where Hagakure sat down, and back at the door Midoriya left.
After lunch time, came the long awaited hero course everyone been waiting for. All Might open the door and everyone rejoiced at his site, but the true excitement came when he reveal what they were going to do. "Let's jump right in with this! The Trial of Battle!" Everyone's blood flowed faster, excited to put their skills to the test. All Might pressed a button revealing a series of customs appearing from the side of the classroom. He instructed everyone to go get change and meet on grounds beta.
Midoriya walked onto the battle grounds wearing a full body custom covering his face as well. 'I hope that Hagakure can recognize me in this.' He gripped his hands and thought back to the time his mother surprised him with a tracksuit. Uraraka walked up to Midoriya, and Kaminari followed suit when they left the entrance. The three of them complemented each other on their customs and telling the function of there 'battle gear.' In the back of Midoriya's mind, he wondered. 'What can Hagakure wear to help enhance her quirk?'
In the distant view, Midoriya recognize the hair of a student that sat front of him. He looked between Uraraka and Kaminari body and saw Hagakure's head. She was in mid conversation with a pink girl and another one with a slouch. He tried to observed the custom she was wearing and flinched immediately when he thought he saw the girl's but. 'What? No. … This has to be because of the masked.' Midoriya reached around his headgear and unzipped his mask. He took it off, wanting to fix the misunderstanding. 'She's naked, she's not wearing anything.' For some reason, he could still see her whole backside, making him think that there was nothing on the front either. 'What's going on? Why is she naked?' He looked around concern to see how other people are acting, to his surprised, they all acted normal, even All Might.
"Deku, are you oka?" Uraraka looked at Midoriya who acted in a preplex manner. He was rapidly turning his head and sweating a weird amount. Kaminari and Uraraka were looking at him, concern whether there friend was having some kind of attack.
"Oh, I'm fine." His breaths changed. He then looked ay Kaminari, which made his raised his eyebrows. "I'm sorry Kaminari, but can I borrow you jacket?"
"Um … Okay." Acting out of curiosity, Kaminari striped a layer of his clothing and handed it to Midoriya.
He opened the jacket a bit. "Thank you." He then squeezed between the two of them. Midoriya rushed over to where Hagakure was standing.
The teen wrapped the jacket around the naked girl, Hagakure jumped a bit in surprised. "Whats going on?" She grabbed the piece of clothing that was wrapped around her shoulder. She turned around to face Midoriya, revealing a bit of her front side. Midoriya moved his whole head upward to face the sky. "Midoriya, what are you doing?"
The abnormality of the situation started to attract the attention of the people around them. Midoriya's face was turning into a new shade of red. "I'm trying to help you, your naked in front of everyone."
Some people around them started to laugh. A pink hair girl made a comment. "That's pretty funny," Iida started to judge the green hair boy. "I didn't take Midoriya as the class clown type of person." A boy with a lightning bolt in his blonde hair remarked. "I would have done the same with my jacket." This was one of the most confusing moment in Midoriya's life, he looked around and noticed that Hagakure was laughing too.
"Good one Midoriya." She wasn't mad, heck, she didn't even blushed in embarrassment. She too, was having a good laugh. Hagakure took off the jacket and held it in her arms. "Also, look at me if your gonna talk." She often like face to face conversation, and weirdly enough, Midoriya was good at it.
"O … O … Okay." Midoriya did his best to stare at Hagakure in the eyes and she was surprised at how fast he was able to find them. "I am telling you the truth, I can see your body right now."
The honestly in his voice made Hagakure think about what he was saying. "I'm invisible. You shouldn't be able to see me."
The boy was befuddled. "You mean you haven't activated your invisibility quirk?"
Hagakure was confused, until she started to piece together the clues of what Midoriya been saying and doing. She removed a glove and raised her arm upward so her palm faced Midoriya's face. "Midoriya. Follow the palm of my hand." She moved her hand in all directions she can, up, down, left, right, and in circles of all sized. She even tried to jerk her hand quickly, expecting him to have a smooth head turn, but to her surprised he even caught that.
Everyone else was confused seeing what happened in front of them. Even Hagakure didn't understand what's happening, but she knew one thing after half a minute. 'He's telling the truth. He can see me.' The girl looked down, she realized that if he can see her, then he can see it all. She swung her hand smashing Midoriya's face. He was too busy following the hand to prove a bit, that he wasn't expecting a sudden attack. Hagakure covered her chest with her arms, feeling vulnerable for the first time in her life.
So this has been Perception. I recently re-edited this, making the characters more like themselves. I also re-re-recorrected most of my grammatical errors. (I won't get them all.) Along with the glove detail. I hope you all enjoy this more than I enjoy writing it. Please comment or even send me a Private Message (PM) on your thoughts. Like, should I change the names being used or should I add more dialogue. And yes, there are snippets hinting at some possible plot development. Let's see where this can take us.