Test One: Fifty-metre dash

The pea-green eyed girl stared down the long track, noting that at least no-one would be going after her since the runway will probably be ruined after her go. She places her hands on the ground behind her and kneels onto one knee. She takes a quick glance at the student next to her, her eyes widening once she spots the scooter that had materialised, wondering where it could have come from. The ponytailed girl propped the object behind the line, mounting upon it.

"On your mark…" The brunette let a small anxious grin cross her face, returning her attention to the lane ahead. "Get set…"

The firing of a shot resonated and Zenko took a deep breath, glimpsing at the dark haired girl who had quickly taken off.

"Wisteria floribunda!" The lavender adorned vines spurt from beneath the palms of her hands and boosts her into the air. She lets a squeak escape at the unexpected speed and blinks a few times to get rid of the burn of her eyes. She quickly meets the end of the track barely ahead of the other girl who stared with uncertainty at the brunette.

"4.49 seconds." declared the robot next to the track and Zenko couldn't help but have a satisfied smile. 'If that had been without my Quirk, it probably wouldn't have reached ten seconds…' she noted silently, letting out a quiet sigh of relief.

Test Two: Grip Strength

"Wow! Five-hundred and forty kilograms! What are you, a gorilla? Oh, an octopus!"

"Octopuses are sexy…"

Zenko gazed at the curly-haired boy in front of her, the one Uraraka had chatted to earlier. He was staring worriedly at the digits the device he gripped had generated and she couldn't help but be reminded of a defeated puppy.

"Um, excuse me," she spoke hesitantly as his dark green eyes dart nervously towards her. He seems to have realised right away that herself and the fluffy-pink haired girl were waiting for him to hand the device over and he lets an embarrassed blush cover his cheeks.

"Ah, sorry! H-Here you go." he stammers swiftly handing it to the brunette.

"It's fine." she replies softly, resetting the device. She glances around the room seeing nothing she could touch that wouldn't be damaged by her Quirk and she sighs. She didn't want to risk damaging too much of the school grounds on the first day. 'I guess I'll just use what I've got now.' Deciding to get it over and done with as soon as possible, she tightly gripped the handle with all her might until her fingers began to burn and let go once a beep emitted from the device.

She peers at the answer and once she sees it couldn't help but sweatdrop at the small numbers.

It read-15.3 kilograms.

Test Three: Standing Long Jump

"Wisteria floribunda!" Zenko exclaims before she flings herself through the air. She roughly lands right past the long sandbox and looks back at it in bewilderment. "Huh. Does that even count?" Apparently, it did as she blinked dubiously at the bloodshot-eyed teacher who gave her a curt nod as confirmation.

Test Four: Repeated Side Steps

"Lentinula edodes..." she glanced hesitantly at the two large and slanted mushrooms she had just sprouted, wondering whether or not she would be able to gain a similar effect to the boy with grapes for hair.

"Get set…" the robot begins. Once again a shot was sounded and she darted from side-to-side as quickly as she could muster. As soon as time was up, she deadpanned at the two mushrooms which had proven to have been completely useless.

Test Five: Ball Throw

"He got over seven-hundred metres?!"

"Finally," Uraraka exclaimed cheerfully. "A hero-like record!"

"It's not very stylish."

Zenko couldn't help but smile at the green-haired boy's result. It hadn't taken long for her to notice his unwavering nerves throughout the tests and she was impressed that he did so well for his test. 'Though,' she grimaced slightly at the sight of his purple finger which the boy clutched. 'His Quirk seems to have heavy consequences...'

"HEY!" a sudden roar resounded making her flinch. Her gaze darted to the source and she wasn't surprised to see that it was the loud blond sprinting towards the shook boy. "TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON, DEKU, YOU BASTARD!" 'Huh? Deku as in useless?'

Just as Bakugou was in reach he was hastily brought to a prompt halt by long silver cloths which lead back to Aizawa, whose dark shaggy hair was floating once again. "What the-?" Bakugou grunted. "These cloths are hard..!"

"They're weapons for capture made of carbon fibre woven together with metal wire made of special alloy. Jeez…" he groused tiredly. "Don't keep making me use my Quirk over and over." He raised his head to reveal his bright red and bloodshot eyes. "I have dry eye." Zenko couldn't help but deadpan. 'A shame for such a good Quirk…'

"We're wasting time." the teacher grumbled as he released the blond from his cloths. She gazed contemplatively at his hair which now wasn't floating. 'How does that play into his Quirk at all?' she pondered quietly. "Whoever's next, get ready."

After multiple students had had their turn, it was finally time for Zenko to step into the white ring as she clutched the ball in her left hand. 'It shouldn't be too hard…' she noted. 'But, I will have to ruin the ground for this…' She let out a small sigh and kneeled down. "Wisteria floribunda." Once again her default plant grew from beneath her hand and she watched as the branch paused as she stood back up. She placed the baseball onto the five purple leaved branches which made a makeshift hand. She curled her hand, seeing the plant replicating her movement and loosely curling around the ball.

Making sure she was parallel to the plant, she took a step back and lifted her left arm, the plant also rising higher until she was sure it could no longer do so. The maximum height Japanese Wisterias can grow to nine metres, though Zenko has only been able to stretch the plant to seven, despite it being one of her most practiced plants. She could see out the corner of her eye the gapes of disbelief and she was just able to prevent a smug smile from crossing her face. 'I'm glad I get the chance to show this off to someone who doesn't have the same Quirk as me…' She smiles at the thought of her father's face who had dropped his jaw at the progress she had made over the last few months.

"I'm so proud of you Ko-tan!"

She flings her arm forward, the tall plant copying her movement and opened her hand just in time for the baseball to escape from the enclosed branches and fly across the field. She raised a hand to her brow and was just barely able to spot the small ball already descending. Soon enough a beep was heard and the robot droned, "219.99 metres."

Satisfied with the score, Zenko steps out the ring relieved receiving an ever so gleeful grin from Uraraka. "Waah! That was so cool, Wakuribana-chan!" she exclaimed and Zenko couldn't help but blush shyly, returning the smile albeit less brightly and uttering a 'thanks'. Standing next to 'Deku', she turned her attention to the next person who steps up, noticing it was the half-white and red boy from before. She grimaced at the sight of her plant which had essentially taken over the ring, but Zenko was definitely not expecting for what came next.

Instead of ignoring the tall plant, he rested his hand upon it and she felt a chill go down her spine as she watched the plant quickly become frosted then completely frozen at the base of the plant. Then with a resounding crack that made her go stiff, the plant snapped and fell with a loud thud. Zenko eyed the impassive boy apprehensively. 'So I suppose he's gonna be my natural enemy then?' she ponders, wincing at the sight of the frozen wisteria, it's heather petals now covered in frost.

Test Six: Sit-ups

'What a coincidence…' she deadpans as she held down the feet of her internally declared enemy and she lets a sigh escape, lightly shaking her head and ignoring the slightly befuddled expression which crossed the boys face. She keeps her pea-green eyes glued to her hands which held her partner stable. Though she could judge from the non-existent sweat on his forehead and how many sit-ups she had counted so far, he probably didn't need any assistance. Her on the other hand, it'll be frustrating.

"You're holding my feet too tightly."

The brunette blinked at the monotone voice and she grimaced once she looked down to see she had in fact gripped hard enough to turn her fingers white. She blanches. "Sorry." she quietly mutters, loosening her hold slightly.

Once time was up, they swiftly switched positions and she immediately noticed that he had returned her gesture of having a too firm grip on her feet. Taking in a deep breath, she lays her hands on the back of her hand and begins.

Test Seven: Seated toe-touch

Having an extremely unathletic body in general - even after all the training she put herself through the few previous months - she would always be thankful for her mother's inherited flexibility. She was able to reach her toes terribly easily without feeling any sort of intolerableness, except for the grape-haired boy's eyes which she made sure to glare into once catching his hazy gaze.

Test Eight: Long distance run

Her mother's stamina, on the other hand, was unfortunately something Zenko hadn't inherited. She jogged limply after the jade-haired boy, desperately gulping for air as she made her way around the track for the final time, almost collapsing once she glimpsed 'Deku' do so. However seeing that the class was making their way over to Mr Aizawa, she hesitantly made her way to the boy to haul him back up.

"Ahh!" the boy went bright red, startled at the brunette's help. "T-Thanks."

"It's fine." she tiredly replied. "It's better to stand up anyway since it's easier for the blood to get around the body."

"Okay, I'll quickly tell you the results." Aizawa began, the class all stood before him. "The total is simply the marks you got from each test. It's a waste of time to explain verbally so I'll show you all the results at once. The person with the lowest total score will be expelled." Zenko couldn't help but guiltily glance at 'Deku' - it was sadly obvious he had been getting lower scores than everyone else, he even seemed to realise it, judging by the look of utter despair he wore. She couldn't imagine how it would feel to be expelled on the first day…

With a click, a blue hologram appeared and her pea-green eyes scoured through the results, finding herself in….fifteenth place. She mentally pats herself on the back, though find her gaze darting to the twentieth place-

"By the way, I was lying about the expulsion." Aizawa mentioned, shutting off the hologram.

Zenko stared wide-eyed at the shaggy-haired teacher in disbelief along with everyone else, wondering if she had just heard him right. 'Huh? What the-'

The teacher let a maniacal grin making her sweatdrop. "It was a rational deception to draw out the upper limits of your Quirks."

"What?!" the entire class screamed.

"Of course that was a lie." said the scooter girl from earlier. "It should have been obvious if you just thought it through."

Zenko blinked at the dark-haired girl, her lips pursed. 'I'm usually good on picking up on stuff like that…' She turns her gaze back to the teacher. 'Though, it's probably because Dad is so obvious when he does it.'

"With that, we're done here." Aizawa grumbled as he begins to walk away from the class. "There are handouts with the curriculum and such in the classroom so when you get back, look over them." He promptly stops in front of the green haired boy and handed him a letter. "Tomorrow will be packed with even more rigorous tests. Prepare yourself."

Zenko clutched the straps of her black backpack, walking alongside the taller rosy-cheeked brunette. "Today was so tiring!" she sighed, but she was still brightly beaming. "But fun as well. I already can't wait for the rest of the year!"

The smaller brunette smiled and nodded. Despite her exhaustion which made her knees wobble, she felt as if her energy was restored from Uraraka's grin. 'I'm being photosynthesised.' "Yeah. I hope Mr Aizawa doesn't keep tricking us though."

Uraraka lightly pouted. "Hopefully. It was so mean of him to trick us - especially that Deku. Ah, look! That's him there now with Iida, I think?" She points in the direction in which they were in and

Zenko easily spots them - as they stood only a few metres away in front.

"Hey! You two!" Uraraka called loudly, gaining their attention. She takes off leaving Zenko to puff after her. "Going to the station? Wait for us!"

"You're the infinity girl," the navy-haired boy begins, then turned to Zenko. "And you're the plant one."

"You're the power-up one and you're the fast one." she replies.

"This is Wakuribana Zenko-chan-" The small brunette gives them a small wave. "-and I'm Uraraka Ochako." continued the rosy-cheeked girl. "Um, you're Iida Tenya-kun and you're Midoriya Deku-kun, right?"

"'Deku-kun'?!" The green-haired boy blanched.

Zenko eyed the boy with an eyebrow raised. "Is that not your name then?" she questioned, thinking back to what the explosive blonde from before had screeched. 'DEKU, YOU BASTARD!'

"Um," began the flustered boy. "My real name is Izuku, but D-Deku is what Kacchan calls me to make fun of me…" 'Ah, similar kanji to useless…' Zenko noted silently.

"An insult?" The navy-haired boy pondered raising his hand to his chin. Zenko frowned. 'I wonder why he calls him Kacchan when he's so mean...'

"Oh, is that right? Sorry!" Uraraka apologised, but quickly her embarrassed smile turned bright once again. "But 'Deku' sounds like the kanji for 'You can do it!' so I kinda like it."

"I'm Deku." instantly replied the bright-faced boy.

"Midoriya-kun?" Iida spluttered. "You're accepting it too easily! Wasn't that an insult?"

Midoriya quickly turns away, covering his face. "It's like a Copernican Revolution." he muttered and Zenko furrowed her eyebrows. 'The what now?'

"Co-pe?"

She couldn't help but snort at the poor girl making Uraraka pout lightly, only making Zenko cover her snickering with her hand. "You don't know what it is either." she whined, elbowing Zenko.

"What if I do?" the small brunette smirked. Uraraka seemed to blank at that, making Zenko laugh softly. "It's fine, I don't really know." She swiftly turns to Midoriya. "So, what is the Co-pe Revolution?"

And with that, the quartet set off for the train station together and Zenko smiled as she walked by the taller brunette's right side, content with just listening to the rambling of her new friends about whatever this Co-pe was. It was the first time she had made friends so quickly if she thinks back to when she was younger. She never found herself talking to many people, because she was grinding her Quirk at every chance she got. She moved her gaze from Iida, to Midoriya and to Uraraka, then forward. 'Hopefully, I can be good friends with everyone.' She thinks back to Bakugou. 'Okay, except him.' Then the grape-haired boy. 'And him.'

The four reached the train station quicker than she thought it would have taken them and glances at her phone to see she has plenty of time remaining for her train to arrive. She bids her three friends goodbye as they depart for their own and she ends up taking a seat at a nearby bench outside the station. She takes in her surroundings which wasn't much as it was only the train station, but at the same time, she feels the urge to pull out her phone.

There were many people walking around, but none of them caught Zenko 's interest as instead her eye catches the pot of magenta sweet peas plotted next to the bench. She aims the phone's camera and with a tap, the image is saved and she places her phone back into her pocket. But it was at that moment she spotted the flowers in the pot next to it had completely wilted. 'More sweet pea's…' she notes silently.

She glances around her to see if anyone was looking particularly in her direction at all before deeming it safe as she swiftly pulls out the dead flowers from the soil. Making sure every root was out she planted her hand in the soil and whispered, "Lathyrus odoratus."

It took no time at all for the bunch of pink and blue sweet pea's to sprout from the soil and she smiled at the bright difference from before. However, she glanced down at the mess she made with the dead bunch and she sweatdropped. She sighs, checking the time and her eyes bulge seeing the few minutes she had left. The small brunette quietly curses before dumping the dead bunch of sweet pea's behind the pot before taking off in what seemed to be a half-sprint, her tired limbs wobbling.

Hello, I'm extremely sorry for the long wait but I've been studying extra-hard this year for my exams, so I've found it hard the past few weeks to dedicate a lot of time to this, but here it is! Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter and hopefully you all don't have to wait as long for the next update.