It was the day of the license exam for Class 1-A, and excitement buzzed in the air. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the training grounds, where students from various schools had gathered, each one eager to prove their skills and earn their hero licenses.

You huddled with your classmates, sharing last-minute tips and encouragement, but Bakugou and Todoroki had ventured off on their own, each confident in their abilities. The group surged forward together, adrenaline pumping through your veins, but chaos erupted when a rival school's quirk unleashed a shockwave that shattered the ground beneath your feet. The earth trembled violently, and in an instant, the once orderly scene transformed into a whirlwind of panic and confusion. Students were thrown off balance, and the air was filled with shouts and cries as everyone scrambled to regain their footing.

In the midst of the chaos, you felt a sudden jolt as the ground gave way beneath you. You were knocked off your feet and sent tumbling, the world spinning around you. When the dust settled, you found yourself isolated, trapped beneath a heavy rock that had fallen during the upheaval. Gasping for breath, you struggled against the weight pressing down on you, your heart pounding in your chest.

Just as hope flickered, and despair threatened to take hold, you spotted movement out of the corner of your eye. A figure approached, clutching a ball, poised to get you eliminated. Before you could utter a word, the ground erupted once more. Ice shot up from the earth, slamming into the figure with a force that sent them sprawling.

You recognized the familiar silhouette of Todoroki, his expression a mix of determination and urgency. He stood there, breathing heavily, his breath visible in the cool air, a stark contrast to the chaos surrounding you. The ice he had summoned glimmered ominously, a testament to his power and control.