Gale waved farewell to Alexa. He made his way to the registration table fighting through the wave of the crowd. 'So many people.' He thought to himself. The nervous butterflies made his stomach feel tight. Lost in thought, he bumped into someone. Quickly snapping back into reality, he turned his head to apologize.

"I'm so sorry." The words came out of his mouth before he got a good look at person he blindly ran into. The man he ran into was easily six feet tall towering over him.

"It's alright." The man said reaching down to grab something off the floor.

Gale followed the man's motions. He picked up a picture. It was of Gale and his brother, Bruce, on Gale's 8th birthday. It must have been in the jacket pocket the whole time. The man stared at the picture as if he was studying and dissecting it. 

"Excuse me sir," Gale said, "that's mine."

"Oh," he said with his concentration now broken, "My bad. Here you go."

"No. Thank you. If you hadn't picked it up, I wouldn't have known I dropped it." Gale responded taking the picture. It was the last photo he took with his brother before he died. A wave of sadness as well as motivation ran over him. The man must have read his emotions.

"He definitely loved you and hopes you succeed today." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card. "If you ever need therapy to help with your repressed memories or feelings, please don't hesitate to call me."

"Thanks. But I've dealt with this enough."

The man simply smiled and put the card in Gale's hand on top of the photo. "You may lie to yourself but you can't hide your emotions from me." 
And with that, the man took off in another direction. 

Gale finished the registration process and followed the other students down the hall into a giant arena. The room was built as a giant city. The registration form had instructions on what they were to do: destroy robot villains. Gale had never fought before and never used his quirk in an offensive manner. But he didn't really care. Whatever motivation he had prior to taking the test had subsided, almost as if it was never there to begin with. 

Then something smashed into the side of his face. Gale stumbled and hit a wall. He face hurt terribly. He looked around for the assailant. To his surprise, it was another student. He took another look around and saw that the students were attacking each other. Gale was confused. There was nothing in the registration forms about students fighting each other. Turning his head back to his attacker, he saw him rushing again for another assault. Gale looked around and noticed that he was in the shadow of the building. He quickly took a breath and slipped into the ground avoiding another haymaker.