REWRITING ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ | ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ

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that's good marketing.

mina's fight passed quickly with her beating aoyama almost effortlessly as she glided around on her acid.

"yuga aoyama is immobilised!" blasted through the stadium upon seeing the boys limp body on the floor. "mina ashido wins!"

and it was now y/n's first fight. but she, her friends and mei knew this wasn't going to be a battle for the winning spot.

the two stepped foot onto the battle grounds with wide smiles, winning the audience over almost immediately.

mei held a handful of devices she had made herself, preparing to show them off to the audience and the world with it.

present mic introduced both contenders before the whistle was blown. both girls, surprisingly to the audience, approached each other calmly. no intent to fight was shown.

"right mei, i'm your show woman." y/n laughed as mei clapped her hands together excitedly. "what do you need me doing first?"

within the next two minutes, y/n was wearing multiple gadgets as hatsume held a microphone in hand.

their plan would have y/n show each gadget off, one by one while mei would give the name and a brief synopsis of what they can do.

she was a support course student but she sure would excel in business too.

mei's eyes gleamed as she spotted more business men that she could count, writing about her performance on a clipboard in front of them.

her plan had gone perfectly.

y/n set herself down on the hovering shoes, thankful to finally feeling hard ground beneath her feet. landing beside mei, the pair bowed before the inventor stepped out of bounds, leaving the win to y/n.

"mei hatsume is out of bounds! y/n l/n wins!"

the crowd cheered, amazed at seeing something other than a fight and someone voluntarily stepping out of bounds.

y/n was happy she could help her friend market her items but she was also itching for a fight. mina ashido was now her next opponent.

the two girls were called off the stage and walked back into the building. y/n slowed her walk as she passed a familiar red head.

"good luck kirishima!" y/n grinned brightly, another toothy smile joined hers.

"thank you y/n! very manly of you to help a friend." he bumped her fist as he spoke, his sharp smile not faltering.

y/n bowed at his words and rushed to catch up with mei, hoping to reach her seat before the match begun.

by the time y/n reached her friends up in the
stands kirishima's fight had already begun. it didn't look to have been going on for long, the two having no visible injuries.

both boys had almost identical quirks. although the two looked different the sense of how it worked was indistinguishable. meaning the fight would judged on who could hold out the longest.

as the fight went on and on, the two were reflecting each others attacks. taking the same damage from the other. it would end in a draw.

and it didn't take long for it to end as that. the pair both took a powerful punch knocking them to the floor.

"both kirishima and tetsutetsu are knocked out! it's a draw!" present mic's distinct voice yelled through the arena. "the winner shall be decided later!"

"god i hope uraraka will be okay." jiro wished, watching down as kirishima and tetsutetsu get dragged away. "bakugo can't be an easy opponent."

"i'm sure she's got a plan."

the final match of the first line up.

ochaco uraraka vs katsuki bakugo.