Contender

"I Am The Greatest!"

Thump

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Thump

Was the only sound Midorya could make out in the corner of the ring. The same shadow had backed him into the corner and laid down a vicious beating to his head. His eyes were swollen shut, and his lip and nose were busted beyond belief. Midorya had fallen to his knee, and as the black shadow began backing off, Midorya spat blood on the floor before picking himself up and laying his arms on the ropes behind him

"That all you got?"

Was the last thing Midorya said before watching as a right hook from hell headed his way. When contact was made, Midorya had woken up from the table across his bed.

Wiping his eyes, he looks over at Jirou, who is still fast asleep with her hair, a frizzled mess. Looking at the clock next to his bed, he noted the time

5:00 AM

Waking up early on his day off was his specialty, so he quickly put his head back down on the table, trying to drift back into sleep and hopefully not suffer the same reoccurring nightmare. Midorya wasn't scared of anything. Some could say he was as tough as nails, but that nightmare. That nightmare terrified him. On one hand he felt all the pain, the breaks, and the blood leaving his body on the other he couldnt do anything but take it, any kind of move made by Midorya got him in the same position of getting the breaks beaten out of him. The same bloodied and broken face, the same black figure, the same feeling of peace and tranquility while having your life slowly beaten out of you.

Midorya is woken up soon after to Jirou sitting across from him with a cup of coffee in hand.

"Morning."

Jirou says lowly

With a yawn and gum smacking

"Mornin.... is that my shirt?"

Izuku says, looking at the oversized shirt adorned over Jirou small frame

"Yeah.... it was cold last night."

With a nod and a "hmm," Midorya walks over to the restroom and begins washing his face and brushing his teeth. Whilst doing so, Jirou walks over and leans on the door frame to the bathroom

"Wanna go out and get breakfast? It's a beautiful day. "

Jirou says

Midorya spits into the sink before looking at himself in the foggy/dirty mirror

"Yeah, sure. Give us a proper chance to catch up and shit."

Midorya says as he wipes his face with a dirty rag before throwing it over his shoulder, which Jirou notices rather quickly

Midorya turns around and walks towards Jirou

"I got a press conference later today. So if you want to tag along, you're welcome, too."

Midorya says

"Sure. I'll be your manager."

Jirou says while being rather witty

"Ha. Ha. Hand me that shirt, will you?"

Midorya asks as he goes back to the sink and opens the mirror to grab a straight razor and cream

"I'll leave it right here next to you. Also, why are you shaving? You only got stubble."

Jirou says as she laughs at the clearly tired Midorya

"Best to keep a clean face than a dirty one."

Midorya retorts

"I'll be done in a second. Go get me the paper or something, girl."