Estelle stood in the locker rooms with the rest of her class. Her classmates stood in clusters while they conversed; there was a rumbling tension in the air as the students were nervous. Estelle remained in the far-right corner leaning against the wall with her eyes closed.
When she had informed Nona that she was participating in the sports festival, she sprung up in elation. It turned out that she loved attending them. She used to go with her husband and son when they were still here and hadn't watched last year with them gone. She was happy that she had a reason to go this year. That landed the final nail in the coffin of the reason why Estelle never backed out of participating.
She left the ecstatic woman by the stands before making her way here. The lady swung around a little UA flag as the announcers spoke about the event. Estelle had to hold back her chuckle when she saw Nona's happy jumps. She was glad that the woman decided to come even with the memories hogging her mind. She was also pleased that she was there to support her; it was a new feeling.
Her thoughts were interrupted as Todoroki walked up to Midoriya with a severe expression. "Looking at things objectively, I think I'm stronger than you", He started. Estelle rolled her eyes at the male.
Midoriya stuttered while the class watched. "Huh? Y-Yeah."
"But All Might has his eye on you, doesn't he? I'm not trying to pry about that. But I'm going to beat you, that includes you, Estelle," Todoroki continued while Midoriya stood panicked about the situation he was in. Estelle just ignored him, her eyes closing like she was having a nap on the wall.
Kirishima walked up to the two in hopes of relieving the tension. "Hey, hey, hey! Why are you picking a fight all of a sudden? Not now, we're about to start!"
"We're not here to play at being friends. So, what does it matter?" Todoroki replied and turned to walk off. Midoriya stepped up finally after finding his words.
"Todoroki, I don't know what you think when you say you'll beat me, but of course, you're better than me. I think you're more capable than most people looking at it objectively," he started. Kirishima stepped up to stop Midoriya from speaking so negatively only to be ignored. "But everyone, including the students from the other courses, is aiming for the top with everything they've got! I'll be going for it with everything I have, too."
Todoroki turned back to face Midoriya, stating a simple "Yeah."
Bakugo stood to the side, his eyes blazing at the fact he was omitted.
After hearing their cue from Present Mic introducing the classes to the crowd, the students all moved to the entrance, "These new starts overcame enemy attacks with their hearts of steel! Hero course, Class 1-A, right?!"
The class walked out in front of the crowd while they cheered in excitement. Estelle scanned the audience to find Nona standing, screaming her lungs out with her arm raised, waving her flag. Estelle couldn't help but crack a brisk and brief smile.
A few of her classmates caught the sight and turned swiftly in a double-take at the rare moment. They couldn't help but question what would make someone so closed off smile like that. They also couldn't hold back their slight gushing at how enchanting she looked at that moment. Todoroki being one of them turned his head away in a blush. This caused Bakugo to glare at the two-toned boy since he saw both events, inwardly flushing at the girl himself.
The hero called Midnight takes the stage with provocative clothing that makes Estelle avert her eyes. She cracked her whip to gain the student and audience's attention. "Quiet, everyone! Representing the students is Estelle and Bakugo Katsuki from Class 1-A!"

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FanfictionEstelle was always lost. But this time, she really is lost. Where the hell was she? Waking up in a completely different setting, Estelle makes her way in search of a way to get back home. The endeavour leads her to UA High School of heroics, where s...