(So the art isn't mine) so...ANYWHO ON WITH THE STORY (And this bit is from CH.09) Previously....

 And with that, Unknown finally gotten a face to go with the name.

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"YOU'RE WHO?!" I raised my hands up in surrender after making the knife disappear. "Yeah, yeah. I'm Unknown." Quickly walking to the back, I waited for the next test to begin. 'I can't wait for all those heroes to get crushed by those villains at the USJ attack.' I chuckled quietly. "Yeah, yeah." 

Distance Run (I gotta say, no clue what I'm doing so sorry if it's out of order)-

I'd like to say I did pretty well. Y'know, while I have the power of magic and HATE on my side, I do have to train without those things, and currently, I only had enough magic to keep myself in 'human' form.'Remember your training with Sad Fluff (Me-That translates to Cross Sans).' I took a deep breath, readying (Me-It's an actual word, by the way) myself to run. "Here we go." 'You sure you don't need your training wheels?' HATE teased. "Yes, now shut your non-existent mouth." Most people had, surprisingly, already gotten used to my muttering, so...no more stares. "3. 2. 1!" I took off, running as fast as I could without draining more energy. 'Welp. Guess I'm not better than Classic when it comes to laziness. Oh well.'  Iida had beaten me, for obvious reasons, as had a few others, but I did okay for just running. 'Poor broccoli. He has got to gEt gUd-'

Technical Difficulties 

"Well, unlike you, he can't amplify or disable his abilities." I told HATE plainly. 

Sit Ups-

Since I was the odd one out (Me-I like his animations, he's a YouTuber), I did my sit-ups alone, but that was no problem for me. My strength isn't the best, compared to someone like Noot Noot, but it's enough for me to get by. I know you are thinking,' But Thorn! You were able to lift so much during Grip Strength.' My answer is- HATE can only help me so much without eating me from the inside out. And plus, I was doing better than some unlucky people *cough* Izuku I'm not sorry*cough*. So yaaaaaaaay.

Seated Toe Touch-

Now flexibility, that's a completely different situation. I did good, I think. In case you are wondering, I have barely have any self-esteem, so my confidence in myself isn't good. Ink used that as an advantage in a fight I had with him once. Ah, memories.

*flashback* please don't kill me for the bad fight scenes 

"I won't let you! You can't just destroy AU's out of nowhere! So many are killed and injured when it happens, don't you have any humanity?!" Ink shouted at me, while I causally dodged the flying paint bits coming towards me, deflecting them with a small dagger that wasn't made of SOUL energy. 

"My humanity, Ink, was destroyed long ago, just like yours." I spoke flatly, striking Ink across his paintbrush-holding arm. His breath (Me-Just go with it) hitched, and he glared at me, a red X appearing in his eye sockets. "How do you know?!" He yelled, while trying much sloppier attacks with his other arm. "It's pretty easy to tell. You have vials on your sash that aren't decoration, I can see you drinking some before battles. Your 'happiness' is fake, anyone can recognize it, and, c'mon, if you're gonna lie Inky, at least try." I told him blankly, while slowly charging up a small Gaster Blaster behind Ink. 

"Well. You've got me. But, I wonder, if I'm emotionless and is able to at least fool others into thinking I have some sort of moral code, where's yours?" He slowly turned away from me, trying to strike a nerve. "If I can appear to have emotions, I can appear to have self-confidence, right? " I threw the dagger, which caught the edge of his scarf and pinned him to the ground (Me-Not in that way, you perverts). By now, Ink's eyelights had faded to a plain white. I crossed my arms, ignoring both questions. "Inky, if I came for a conversation, it would've ended by now. And, thanks for the new toy." I held a paintbrush in my phalanges. A certain, impossibly large, wood-carved, paintbrush. Inky's prized possession; Broomy, the thing that does all the creating. Said skeleton's eyelights widened while still in blank mode. 

"H-hey, that isn't fair!" Ink called out to me, but I was already creating a portal and walking towards it. "Villains don't play fair, Inky." I said coldly right before walking into the portal, when I heard Ink shout," AT LEAST I HAVE SOME FORM OF SELF-CONFIDENCE, UNLIKE YOU, YOU PIECE OF LYING, EMOTIONLESS SH-" I cut Ink off. "Stop talking about yourself Inky. And while this chat has been fun, I gotta say, watch your mouth."  Walking back into the portal, I held one phalange around Broomy's handle, while I used the other to flick up my skeletal middle finger. 

I couldn't let him see how much he'd affected me. I couldn't let ANYONE see how I'd been affected. 

*flashback end* What? I warned you, I suck at fight scenes

I guess I looked pretty weird, a hooded girl with a blue blindfold staring at her mostly gloved hand like it was the most fascinating thing in the world. I felt someone approach me, so I whipped around, just to face Izuku again. "What?" I asked plainly. "I-I wanted to ask you something," He stammered. I raised an eyebrow, and gave a nod to show I was listening. "What's your q-quirk? W-what are its drawbacks?" 

"Well, my quirk is hard to explain, because I technically have more than one. But, I gotta go, so.....bye."

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