"I can't believe it," Izuku muttered to himself as he slumped back in his chair, staring blankly at his books. The stack of papers spread out on his desk didn't help matters, and he wondered if he would ever be done with all this studying. He had always been a studious student, but this year seemed especially hard on him, between the hero training and the demanding teachers, not to mention his fellow students who seemed to always be pushing him. He was tired, and he could feel himself slipping.