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- a substance that increases the the rate of a chemical reaction without undergoing any damage or change
- a person or thing that precipitates an event
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The only memories she has are of her suffering. She has tak...
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"i felt my heart beating for the first time in a while. i realized how little i live in my body, how much in my mind."
chapter 11
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The two weeks that class 1a has to train pass by quickly for all of them. Almost everyone pushes themselves to the limit, whether physically and mentally. They do their best to hone their quirks, their bodies, and their fighting styles. Aizawa is truly relentless.
Noa and Shoto train with Endeavor from the moment they get home until it's time for dinner, then they do whatever homework they have and sneak out to go spar by themselves. The first weekend, around midnight, Noa had just lied down when she feels her phone buzz.
help me.
It was Shinso. Noa's eyes widened and she debated calling him before deciding against it.
???
are you okay?
... cat man???
i need help training
you couldn't have led w that??? what do you need help on
all of it
right now? its almost midnight
and you're planning on going to sleep?
...
where at?
"Nice outfit." Noa jokingly glares at Shinso when she meets up with him. It wasn't a long walk to the 24-hour gym that he mentioned to her. He's in a black hoodie and matching sweatpants, eye bags almost worse than the last time she saw him. She's wearing the same thing, and they probably look more like siblings than her and Shoto. The boy purses his lips and opens the door, letting her pass.
"Ditto."
The gym is a decent size, holding all types of equipment and weights all suited for a multitude of quirks. They interested her, but she quickly learns she won't be using them tonight.
"I can't exactly do anything when it comes to the tournament unless I get them to talk, so I need to really get good at hand-to-hand." He explains as he opens a door to a moderately sized sparring room, the wall covered in mirrors. "I figured you're the best person to teach me."
"Out of your multitude of friends?" She laughs sarcastically, and he gives her a look before stepping into the ring.
"Bring it on, Todoroki. I can take it." He says, raising his fists as she joins him. She has a hard time staying serious.
"What do you know about hand-to-hand so far?"
"Not important. Fight me."
Noa gives him a strange look, but after seeing his determined expression, jabs lightly at his face. He moves his head just in time, her fists grazing the tips of his wild purple hair.
