I walked to the waiting room.
I took a deep breath. I sit down. I can't actually believe that I'm fighting Bakugo. I know I said it as a joke, but I'm proud of how far I've made it. I'm doing my best. That is what matters, I know it's Bakugo but I can win this. There are so many people counting on me, so many people that are cheering me on. I begin stretching and I try to relax. I didn't think I'd make it this fair but I know is that I don't want to lose. I've gotten this far doing my best and to me, that's all that matters. I hope that my mom and dad are watching me. I was snapped out of thought when Iida walks into the waiting room.
"Oh Hello Sumiye," He says.
"Hey, Iida what's up?" I say.
"I was looking for my phone. I was trying to call my brother before my match." He says.
"Oh, he must be proud," I say.
"I-I really hope so, thank you." He stutters. He saw his phone on the corner of the table. He went over and grabbed it.
"Well, I should get going. Good Luck Sumiye, I know you can do it." Iida says before walking out of the waiting room. I smiled as a blush crept on my face. I began walking down the hallway to the arena. I was more nervous than any fight I had before. I was going against Bakugo. He's a great friend, whether he wants to admit it or not. I am announced again by Present Mic and take my place. Bakugo stands 10 feet in front of me.
"So I guess we are fighting." He says
"I guess we are," I state.
"I'm not holding back." He says.
"Neither am I."
"You better not."
"You just focus on yourself sweetheart," I smirk. Bakugo narrows his eyes even more clearly bothered by my statement. I stand in a ready position.
"Begin!" Midnight yells.
Bakugo charges at me and I place a shield. He tries to blow it up which scares me. I dodge him and try to get him into a shield bubble, but he ends up moving quickly and I wasn't able to catch him. I try a few more times but fail. The heat that he was creating was already making my shield weak. I throw a few more, but no luck. Bakugo hits me with a blast and sends me flying back. I put up a shield so that I don't get sent out of bounds. I place another shield bubble before Bakugo can hit me but I get stuck because Bakugo keeps hitting my shield relentlessly. I feel the shield getting weaker and weaker. I begin to panic. He's so much stronger than me. I'm never gonna beat him. Why did I think I could do this. There are many people counting on me. I'm not as strong as him. Thinking to myself, I do my best to hold the shield and keep it from breaking because of the heat. I watch Bakugo's expression, he wasn't smiling. He looked determined. Determined to win.
He wasn't beating me, He was struggling to beat me.
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You're Just Not My Type (Tenya Iida x OC)
FanfictionPeople are always saying that opposites attract, but how true can that be when mine makes me want to pull my hair out? I'm Shina Sumiye and I can't stand Tenya Iida. (OC X Iida fic)