Nensu stood by with the other students, having to watch Midoriya somehow flunk the first throw. It made her wince slightly at the sight, having to already feel bad on Aizawa’s dissapointment on the boy’s need to fully-use his Quirk. It was actually advice in not getting himself her, like last time; during the entrance exam. Still, it confused her, to the point of bewilderment at the boy’s capability. Moving a piece of red hair from her face, Nensu watched, once again, as Midoriya managed to only use a tiny bit of his power, and throw the ball farther. Apparently, farther than all of the other students. 

Right now, that would make her the third-last of the class to have higher points, having to be above Uraraka and another student, whose name she did not know. Hiems was clearly above her on the chart, but it only made Nensu sigh in relief that she didn’t fail this next test.