"Class A stole the spotlight every time in the first semester, so the second semester's gonna be Class B's time to shine. Got that? Not Class A. Us!" Sekijiro spoke in his usual gruff voice.

He turned to face his class, a determined look on his face. This training camp was clearly important to him, and the class could tell it was going to be a long, painful week as the man pushed them and their quirks past their limits.