𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆 𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙//mha fanfiction// mha x reader

Roaring Sports Festival

Your P.O.V

"Wh-What's going on?" Uraraka exclaimed, staring out the door of the classroom. I heard chatter and the mumbling of many bodies out in the hallway. Walking up to the front of the classroom, I got a clearer view of what was happening. Standing next to Tokoyami , I wondered why exactly they were here.

"What business do you have with class 1-A?" Iida asked sternly.

"We can't get out!" Mineta complained. "What're you here for anyway?!"

"Scouting out the enemy, small fry," Bakugou said, walking forward to the crowd with no fear.

"I guess that would make sense," I commented, looking at Tokoyami who just nodded at me in response. "We are the ones who made it out of the villain attack."

I hummed in agreement, "There's no reason to do that," Bakugou growled. "Out of my way, extras!"

"Stop calling people 'extras' just because you don't know them!" Iida exclaimed, making a chopping motion with his hand.

"I came to see what the famous Class 1-A was like," a new voice emerged from the crowd," but you seem pretty arrogant." The speaker pushed his way through the students, it was a violet, crazy haired boy who looked like he spent all his nighttime hours staring at the ceiling. "Are all students in the hero course like this?"

The others behind Bakugou violently shook their heads 'no', trying to convince the crowd that they were not at all like the arrogant blonde. "Seeing something like this makes me disillusioned." The boy rubbed the back of his neck and continued. "There are quite a few people who enrolled in general studies or other courses because they didn't make it into the hero course. Did you know that?"

I gasped quietly. "Oh no..."

Tokoyami glanced at me out of the corner of his eye. "You're too empathic, (L/n)."

"The school has left those of us a chance. Depending on the results of the sports festival, they'll consider our transfer into the hero course. And it seems they may also transfer people out" I frowned, finding all of this quite unfair. Well, like Uncle Aizawa said on the first day.

'Nothing in life is fair'

"Scouting out the enemy?" The boy looked to the rest of us in the class, stopping at me the longest before going on. "I, at least, came to say that even if you're in the hero course, if you get too carried away, I'll sweep your feet out from under you. I came with a declaration of war."

The boy and Bakugou had a stare off as the crowd silenced. There was one bold individual who interrupted that. "Hey, hey!" A grey haired boy shouted. "I'm from Class B next door! I heard you guys fought against villains so I came to hear 'bout it! Don't get full of yourself! If you bark too much, it'll be embarrassing for you durin' the real fight!"

"It's sounds like you guys are doing all the barking," I piped up. I walked over to the door, standing next to Bakugou.

"Huh?!"

"I would appreciate if you didn't judge the whole Class of 1-A based on one persons actions and words. It's not very mature or nice." I said, placing my hands behind my back. There was no threat, no malice, and no hidden meaning behind my words. My tone had no anger and my posture didn't indicate that I was being hostile.

"Look, I don't care what your intentions are." I said, stepping forward. "but threatening someone is not what  a hero do  and if you're aiming to be one..." I came face to face with the boy, our noses came inches apart. "Learn to challenge people without them."

I turned on my heel and walked down the hall, humming to myself. My class stared at my back, gawking at my words. "(L/n) tells it like it is," Kaminari said, grinning.

"How cool," a girl from the crowd mumbled.

" isn't she is the girl from exam hell..!"

People started to whispering about me.but I don't care.

The UA sports festival was two weeks away. It'll be broadcasted on live television, too. There's no doubt that those who do well have a much better chance of becoming pro heroes. We won't know what events we'll be participating in until the day of. I'm sure everyone has started getting ready.

'And just like that training for the UA sports festival began'

3rd P.O.V

Your breathing was even as you ran down the length of the beach smiling at the fond memories it gave you, but your mind was running a million miles a hour as you went over every UA sports festival you'd ever watched.

You hum as your phone rings, you expected it to be All Might checking on you but instead Katsuki's ID came up. You smiled and answered.

"Hey where are you?" His voice asked through the phone.

"Down on the peir running, why?" You ask.

"Im on my way! I'm gonna train the shit out of you so be ready for me!"

You couldn't help but laugh as he hung up and you stood waiting. You wears a All Might crop shirt and leggings that was way less restricting, you had even gone out and bought a bunch of sports bras.

"Oi!"'

You look over and smile at Bakugou in his classic baggy crimson pants and black singlet as he walks over.

"Hey Bakugou" you smile.

"I hope your ready cause this time I am winning" Katsuki says holding you by the collar surprising you "from now on your training with me" he smirks.

"Oh then bring it on" you replied with a smirk.

And that is how your lead up the sports festival turned to hell!

Training with all might and Izuku remained the same but Katsuki's training on top of that was pure torcher. You can easily take him on a Quirk battle but when it comes to hand to hand combat the fight in mess. You two was equally strong and stubborn. Keep on going until one of you give up. Your arms always ached, your legs barely could walk at the end of the days and hand to hand combat always left you all bruised.

// that's for today readers//sorry for the short chapter//

my school has opened so I don't have free time to post new chapters. //but I will try to post as many as I can//