I want to see Ochako fight in the provisional license exam.

I want her to win. I want her to be the last to win, so just as she manages to beat her opponent, Mera announces that the test is over, and congratulates those who passed on making their first real step to becoming professional heroes.

I want it to not settle in her mind at first, not until her classmates surround her in cheers and congratulations of their own.

When it does hit her, I want her to overjoyed, I want to see a smile spread from ear to ear on her face, I want her jumping in triumph and yelling, “I did it! I won! Mom and Dad! I WON!”

I want her to hug all of her classmates, all of them. I want her to be so full of joy and relief that she just starts crushing all of them one at a time, even Bakugou gets squeezed before he can protest, because Ochako doesn’t care, she WON.

I want Izuku to see her, I want him to see her rejoicing and remember the Sports Festival. I want him to remember how crushed she was when she lost her fight against Katsuki, and remember how he was just slow enough to hear her burst into tears of shame because she thought she disappointed her parents.

I want him to look at her and be so damned proud of her, of the person who stopped him from falling flat on his face back before she ever even knew his name, who saved his life(or possibly just his limbs) back in the entrance exam and then stood up for him when she thought he failed it trying to save her.

I want him to look at her, the girl who turned a childhood insult into a hero name he takes pride in without knowing a thing about his past, who became the first friend he made in probably a little under a decade, fought along side him in the festival, and be so so happy for her and how far she’s come.

I want him to see her turn to him with flushed cheeks and a huge grin and preemptively spread his arms a bit, already bracing himself to receive his own crushing hug.

I want them both to be completely surprised when Ochako forgets herself in the excitement and plants a kiss on Izuku’s lips to go along with her hug.

I want them to look at each other in mounting shock and horror, both of their faces slowly becoming red as tomatoes, as everyone around them, even the students from the other school, stares at them in stunned silence.

I want that silence to be broken by Mina shouting, “I KNEW IT!”, at the same time Katsuki belts out a, “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!”, and for all of hell to break loss shortly after.

I want Ochako to split her efforts between trying to explain her actions to her suddenly manic classmates and apologizing profusely to Izuku, who is muttering the words “A girl kissed me” over and over in a daze, her entire face flushed with so many different emotions she doesn’t know how to sort them.

I want her to have one coherent thought in the middle of her panic, that maybe, just maybe, it is like that. At least a little bit.

I want it a lot, I know that chances are it won’t happen but I do.

I WANT IT SO BAD.

Bonus:

Meanwhile with Ms. Joke and Aizawa in the stands:

Joke:…well Eraser,

Aizawa: Don’t…

Joke: I guess you were right,

Aizawa: Please don’t…

Joke: You and your students really are thinking further ahead then anyone here!

Aizawa: *burying his face in his hands while Joke is having an uncontrollable fit of laughter* oh my god nedzu is going to kill me