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𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣

𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚.

Had she taken it a bit too far by kicking her face? Nah.The pink tipped girl had a dirt shoe print on her face, hiding the slowly forming bruises on her pale face. Y/N sighing, took her unconscious body into her arms and placed it onto the medical stretcher that was being carried by robots.

"Aw look at her being kind even she just wrecked her opponent's face!"

One of the robots offered an ice pack from it's junk? She didn't know but it came from the lower middle of it's body and handed it to her for her nose. Taking it, she walked away into the direction of the tunnels, going to the stands. But not without some wings.

While thinking of rewarding herself with food and getting it from a nice old lady who took her sweet time talking to her, she didn't realize she missed almost all the battles that carried on after hers until she bumped into a ravenette.

Momo Yaoyorozu.

The girl was pretty, mostly anything a guy, girl or pal could dream.She had long silky locks of black hair and similar onyx hues, that paired with her narrow eyes and imperfectly shaped face. You couldn't hate her, it's either you want to be with her or be HER. Just like Annie Leonhart. (Everyone is entitled to their own opinions but no character slander here❤️)

But the thing is, she had puffy, reddish eyelids that leaked trails of tears and a sniffy red tip of her nose. Her usually styled hair was let down and pointing in every direction, as if someone had grabbed at it and made a massacre.

Lingering on her words, she asked, "Uh... Yaoyorozu are you good? You have something on your face."

'A whole lot on your face.'

Momo just wiped her tears off hurriedly, "Yes Wayne-san I'll be okay."

"Look I'm not good at emotions but whatever made you sad shouldn't, you'll see them again some day. I mean my parents died, my dad was my everything but M/N was a piece of shit that deserved to die so I won't know..." She rambled, being stopped by when a soft, delicate hand placed itself on her shoulder.

"No, no! My parents are certainly alive. It's just that I didn't make it to the next rounds. I feel so stupid and weak! After I worked so hard to make it to the final rounds just to lose it in the first fight. I'm not even mad at Logan for defeating me, he didn't treat me like how the other boys would. He treated me as an equal. Maybe my dad was right...I would benefit better to the Manor by just marrying off..." She let out a choked sob, bringing a hand to silence herself as more fresh tears leaked. Y/N quiet, hesitated as she brought the taller girl for a comforting embrace, leaning the girl's head on her shoulder.

"Yaoyorozu, you aren't just an object that can be sold, you are a woman who's intelligent, kind and beautiful. Even if you lost in the first round, you still stood as an example to young girls out there who want to be heroes too. I know there aren't a lot of female heroes around but you can become one to break the off balance. So cheer up and try again." She mumbled, squeezing the girl once again before letting go.

"Thank you so much for bringing my spirits up."

"No problem. Actually your quirk is creation right?" The girl nodded, " Why don't you come by the support class sometime so I can teach you how to make firearms and use them? Guessing your ability needs to learn the chemical formula for it."

Momo gasped, she couldn't believe it. She did want to learn how to make firearms but couldn't use them as her dad disagreed about women carrying men's weapons.