Zach released his hands from the metal desk, which had replaced his wooden one when All-Might arrived on the first day. The sides of the table were clearly marked with his handprints. He looked down, noting a few loose screws, one of which in two pieces. He tried to lean back and relax in his seat, but the neon yellow tint was still visible in his eyes alone.
“Today, class, I want to give you all a pop quiz!” All-Might paused, waiting for the moans, then continued. He reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a softball with a scanner wrapped around this. “You may remember how this became an essential part of our course after that young hero, Uraraka, threw the ball for infinity.” He grinned widely. “You all get a single throw. You have the chance to get a redo, but only if I can tell you messed up accidentally. Throw this ball as far as possible using your quirks, and I’ll grade you all on how you did. I should mention, however,” he continued, face growing a slightly miscievous grin, “That I will be ranking the class for the first time this year based on this test. This can greatly effect you in several respects..” He cracked his knuckles. “Just to reassure you all, I will be throwing the ball, as well! Now, let’s get out there and do our best!” He opened the door, ushering all of the students into the hallway in a single-file line.
