𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐘.
(n.) a moment when you suddenly feel that you understand, or suddenly become conscious of something that is important to you.
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 - sydney suzuki learns that home can be a person, too.
✧.* i. midoriya / original chara...
content warnings: descriptions of panic attack + brief mentions of past suicide.
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- THE NEXT ROUNDS were denki v.s. shiozaki, iida v.s. hatsume, and then mina v.s. aoyama.
izuku texted me about the matches and his notes on them- i couldn't know what was going down from in the waiting room besides the side comments by present mic- along with an array of encouraging messages in hopes of easing my nerves.
[ "NOW, LET'S NOT LET THIS HOT STREAK COOL, TIME FOR THE SIXTH MATCH!" ]
i sighed shakily, standing up and pushing back my chair before quickly exiting the waiting room. the bright hallways molded into darkness as the quiet faded into the cheers from the crowd. before i knew it, the shining light of the stadium met my eyes, and i was stepping from the metal to turf.
i took a deep breath, clenching and unclenching my fists as i walked up three short steps and across the battle platform boundary, locking eyes with tokoyami.
[ "OFFENSE AND DEFENSE IN ONE! THE DARK SAMURI AND HIS DARKER SHADOW! FROM THE HERO COURSE, FUMIKAGE TOKOYAMI!" ]
he crosses his arms, his eyes narrowing at me from across the platform.
[ "VERSUS... YOU KNOW YOU LOVE HER, RAGING SPORTS FANS! ALSO FROM CLASS 1-A, SYDNEY SUZUKI!" ]
☁️ MEANWHILE
ojiro leans forward in his seat, "how do you think this one will end? any clue?"
"timing is most important here." izuku says, his eyes looking up from his water-damaged notebook, gazing down at sydney warily.
-
[ "SIXTH MATCH... BEGIN!" ]
tokoyami summons dark shadow, the creature lurching forward and slamming toward me. the scarlet energy swirls in my hands, my brain going fuzzy as i create a force field in front of me.
dark shadow bounces off, spiraling off as i skid around it. the shadow quickly recovers, shooting back down toward me as the my quirk dances around my fingertips and swirls into my palms. fingers moving with the flow of my power, i shoot a blast at tokoyami.
the scarlet glow of my quirk illuminates into a lichtenberg as it collides with his chest and pushes him across the platform, his feet barely grazing the border as he catches himself.
tokoyami growls as he stands up, "i won't let you win this, suzuki."
dark shadow comes behind me, dragging my body backwards.
