☁️The Fight☁️

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Your POV

What the shit am I even thinking.

It's the dumbest thing I've ever done to start a fight on my first day of school, and I'm not below this kind of behavior. If anything, I enjoy picking fights with random people I don't know.

But this?

This feels wrong on so many levels. I look up just in time and side-step Bakugo as he charges at me with explosions in the palms of his hands. I stumble over my own feet and trip backward but just manage to roll back and -embarrassingly enough- pose with one arm in the air and the other hand touching the ground, my wings spread out behind me, and my tail curled around my leg.

Everyone is staring at me, including Bakugo, in either awe or terror. I feel the muscles in my back contract and I push off from the ground and launch into the air.

See, I don't see this fight as just a battle of strength, but also about who has the flashiest quirk. Everyone on the ground below me appears to be ants from the height I'm at. The air is starting to thin and it's getting hard to breathe. I lower back down to the ground and start to scorch the dirt around me.

He lunges at me again, this time from above and I drop to the ground, facing up. I breathe a mix of fire and smoke up to his face, and he tumbles to the ground.

He bounces back up and shouts,
"Come on, try harder than that you dirty lizard!"
"I could say the same to you, blasty boy~"

And then I see someone in the crowd surrounding us who causes me to falter. That mop of messy indigo hair and tired purple eyes has never been more prominent in my mind before.

"Shin-"
Lizard bitch
Mutant
Freak
SORA...!!

The blonde takes advantage of my distracted eyes, shouts in anger, and grabs my neck, swinging me to the ground. He sits on top of me and I can feel the excessive sweat on his hands.

I'm screwed.

I grab his hands and try to force him off of me, but he's too strong. His grip tightens, slowly choking the air out of me. I slap his arm, but he doesn't let up. He uses his quirk on me -albeit at its most minimal level- and I know there will be burns later.

"ADMIT IT! ADMIT THAT I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN BECOME THE NUMBER ONE HERO HERE AND I'LL LET YOU UP!"
I can't breathe, but I shake my head slightly in refusal.
"N....n-nev..er..."

I gasp, trying to get as much air as possible. I can feel my lungs emptying with every breath I take. Bakugo's thumbs press into my throat. My vision starts to get spotty and my brain hurts from the lack of oxygen. The pain from his explosive hands is starting to get worse as well.
Poisonous gas leaks out of my mouth and my tail thrashes. No matter what I do, I can't seem to hit him or find the energy to try. My head falls to the side and I see my childhood best friend staring into my eyes with disappointment and disgust before I blackout.

Bakugo's POV

"Bakugo, let Sora go!"
"Yeah man, you've gone far enough!"
"Guys look! Sora's out cold!"
"Bakugo won?! But Sora should have!"

The murmurs and mutterings start around me. I release Sora, seeing that I may have taken it too far. The burn marks on her neck worry me the most. I get up and am about to storm away when someone catches my arm.
It's that red-haired extra with sharp teeth. He kinda reminds me of a shark, in a way.

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