LOST // BAKUGO X OC

The Big Three

Estelle held no expression on her face whilst she watched the scene in front of her. The class were currently standing in the gym with the big three as they nervously waited for the battle to begin. Estelle and Shoto were the only ones who had chosen not to participate and stood to the side of the gym with Mr Aizawa.

"I don't get it! Why aren't they joining us?"

"Because we have already fought Estelle! It would be pointless!" Mirio answered merrily. The class dropped their jaws in response whilst Mr Aizawa turned to Estelle in query.

"I wasn't aware you were familiar with these three?"

"They decided to annoy me at the cafe one day. Mirio decided he wanted to fight me; it seems like this is a normal occurrence for him."

The class unwound slightly at her blunt answer before Kirishima asked a question they all had in their head. "Who won?"

"Nuh-uh! We aren't telling you until the fight ends! Come on!" Mirio stated to avoid answering. He wasn't sure what the response would be, but he figured that Estelle winning would make them lose hope. Unfortunately, Mr Aizawa had other ideas.

"She won, didn't she?"

Mirio wide-eyed the teacher for his input but trusted his judgment. "Of course she did! Have you seen her skills?! I wonder if her classmates can live up to that?" He asked rhetorically. His previous conclusion was incorrect since the answer seemed to drive their determination to win. His smile grew into a broad grin.

'This is going to be fun!' He thought as the fight was going to begin.

"I'll be the first to start!" Kirishima stated with his hand up, ready to jump into the fray. To everyone's surprise, it was Izuku who spoke up next.

"No, I'll go."

"Hey, you stole my thunder!" Kirishima whined out.

Estelle frowned at the redhead in disappointment. She was reminded of the moment he couldn't fight villains in time at the USJ attack. It seems that he hadn't matured in that timeframe. Maybe she was asking for too much? Or perhaps she just needed to remind herself that they were still kids mentally. They weren't like her.

Estelle wasn't really interested in the fight about to take place. Rather than leaving altogether, Estelle decided to spend some time with the anxious male staring at the wall on the other side of the room.

Walking up to him slowly, Estelle watched as his face turned redder the closer she got to him. Honestly, she would never win no matter how she tried to approach him.

Nevertheless, she pushed on and eventually reached his side. The male's previous tremors arrived as his head hit the brick wall, clearly taken aback by the social invitation Estelle had just created.

To his astonishment, the female next to him didn't say a word. Rather, she stood by his side and gazed at the wall with him. It seemed like she had no intention of speaking; he was inwardly relieved at that.

Estelle listened to the sounds of fighting behind her and could clearly tell that her class were failing embarrassingly. Then again, she doubted there was much chance of them winning. They just hadn't reached their full potential yet.

Estelle actually found it relatively peaceful looking at the wall. She doubted there was ever a time where she just looked at nothing. Everything Estelle did was with a purpose; it all had a reason to it. This wall was pointless. Maybe that's what was so good about it.

If only she could get her mind to relax like her eyes were from looking at nothing. Whilst Estelle drowned in her thoughts, she had completely missed the fact Tamaki was no longer watching the wall. He had calmed entirely from her ease. He watched as she contemplated at the border, lost in her train of thought.