Hey guys, are you ready?! Present Mic's voice boomed throughout the stadium which in turn, made the crowd go wild in their seats. A lot's happened, but now it's come to this! A serious battle! You can only depend on yourself! Even if you're not a hero, you'll face many situations like that! You get it, right?! Heart, skill, body, wisdom, and knowledge! Use all of that to rush up! he finished, with his enthusiasm reaching the audience.
Everyone gathered in the specific place where all fighters must stay, Uviel stood against the wall inside the hallway with nervous beads of sweat rolling down her face and Haru kept giggling to herself. The snake girl remained close to the hall's exit and waited for her moment to sprint for the platform. Audience! The finals that you've all been waiting for are finally starting!
Match one! Though she was the fifth team, she was only in a team of two and pulled through with her blindness! She certainly seems excited! The announcer exclaimed when the brunette came skipping out of the hall and onto the stage, the girl kept giving peace signs to the audience during so. From the hero course, it's Haru Yukimura! Up against...
From general studies, it's Hitoshi Shinso! Mic exclaimed over his com as the boy wandered onto the platform with a smirk plastered. He acted as though he knew exactly how to win, though when he saw her giggling excitedly and giving everyone peace signs... He couldn't help but chuckle. The rules are simple! Force your opponent out of bounds or immobilize them! You can also win by making your opponent say, "I give up"! The teacher's booming voice never ceased when the girl finally faced the boy, whose purple eyes bore into hazed green ones.
Bring on the injuries! Because we have our very own Recovery Girl waiting on standby! Put your morals and ethics aside for one moment! But of course, anything life-threatening is crap! It's not allowed! Heroes should only use their fists to catch villains! Cementos made a quick comment amid Present Mic's speech and reassured everyone that he'd step in if it ever came to that.
At the mention of fists only being allowed, a frown formed the moment she recalled the dagger that was hidden away inside of her sheathe. Wow, maybe I should've put my dagger away in a locker or something. Daaaang, looks like I'll have to avoid using it! Aaaaah-- poop on a stick! Annoyed, Har-Har faintly groaned until an idea came to mind, making that frown rise with mischievousness. Hey, that just means I can play my little quiet game like I did before the tournament started!~ Hahaaaaaa, cool! I wonder if I can creep him out.~ amused snickering fell from her mouth after her head lowered and allowed a shadow veiled over her hues.
"I've noticed your odd dark grins and your strange childish antics at times, you're very supportive...but... Would that benefit a hero's job? You don't seem to take anything seriously and to be a hero, you need to take every situation seriously if you're to save lives," he started, however, not once did her grin fall or even so much as twitch for any indication that he was getting somewhere.
When the announcer exclaimed start, his purple eyes observed her movement when she began to walk around the edges of the platform and her blind ones never left him; it was as though the girl was a predator sizing up her prey. "You're interesting... But there are some dark sides to you, that, I'm sure of," From his words, he took notice of a millisecond halt in her step before continuing her pace. I hit a nerve somewhere... I know that her father beat her that night, Saito told me at the hospital. But would that make her have such a dark side? Heroes are supposed to take care of trouble like that, he's just an abusive parent who can be put to jail with such ease. Why didn't she call for a hero's help, let alone the police? for a brief moment, he noted in his mind and chose to push further.

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BNHA: Dual Fates.
RomanceTwo best friends join U.A. for their own reasons. They both have villains breathing down their necks, trying to orchestrate them and use them as tools of destruction. Can the seed of love form in the midst of the painful and depressive trials that t...