𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 ;; ʙɴʜᴀ

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 8

You and Todoroki walked side by side, rolling your bikes along as you both made your way to the Sandlot to meet up with the rest of the team before heading to Monama's field. Just a quick get-together to pump everyone up for the game. To say the least, you were probably the most excited about the game.

Earlier, Todoroki had rode past you on his bike and stopped when he realized you weren't riding yours. "Yeah, uh..." You grinned sheepishly, patting your bike's seat. "I may or may have not popped the tire on the way here and didn't feel like going back."

So deciding he'd accompany you, you talked Todoroki's ear off the whole way to the field. I don't think he minded too much; already accustomed to hearing you babble on about things you liked. It was kinda cute in his opinion.

But he'd never tell you that.

You wore a plain white t-shirt under an unbuttoned, red, white, and blue All Might baseball jersey. Along with a pair of high-waisted jeans, your classic P.F. Flyers, and a bucket hat to tie the look together (that will probably fall off at some point). Todoroki pointed at your eyes. "You're not here to mess around today, huh?" He asked with a small chuckle, making you grin.

Your dad thought you'd look cooler with eye black, so he applied some to your face. Even though you didn't really need it, you appreciated the thought. "Heck yeah! I'm so ready to kick Monama's butt and show him this girl can play ball." You smirked, punching your fist into the palm of your hand.

Todoroki flashed you a small smile as the two of you arrived at the field. "You can run circles around that guy, no sweat." He replied, holding up his hand for a high five. Stars formed in your eyes as you laughed and jumped a little to slap his hand in return.

Sero, of course, recognized your laugh from anywhere and frowned at the sight of you smiling and laughing with one of his friends.

"What took you guys so long?! We gotta leave soon!" Bakugo barked. "Y/n's tire popped on the way here and I didn't want to leave her alone." The two-toned hair boy spoke monotonously as he pointed at your bike.

You laughed nervously again, playing with the hem of your jersey. "Anyone wanna let me hitch a ride with them?" Sero smiled brightly, raising his hand. "You can ride with me if you want. I got pegs on the back of my bike." You nodded slowly, letting out a sigh of relief. "Thank god. I would've hated to walk all the way there."

You and the team talked a bit more before it was time for takeoff to the game. Your eyes beamed with excitement, prepared to unleash the power embedded in you for this very moment.

That and you're just really confident in your skills.

Sero hopped on his bike, steadying it before he waved you over to get on. You got on the pegs and wobbled a bit before grabbing his shoulders. Sero flinched and flushed red, the heat spreading to his ears and down to his neck. "Let's go!" You cheered as you raised one fist before wobbling and grabbing him again. "Hold on tight. We're about to go light speed." He grinned, taking off as the rest of the team followed in pursuit.

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"Play ball!" Bakugo shouted, crouching into position to catch the ball. "Hurry up, batter." He sneered. "It's gonna be a short game, and I gotta get home for lunch." He smirked, hitting his glove a few times. You stood on the sidelines, waiting for the team to switch over to batting.

Sero said you could bat first since you agreed to sideline while they're on the field. And then next round, you and Midoriya would switch out. Shinso got ready and threw his first pitch of the day, getting a strike on the batter. "That's one." Bakugo snickered, tossing the ball back to Shinso.