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The passing hours were honestly just (Y/N) spacing out and raging in her room, her knuckles were bruised from all the punching when she was still at the field.

Here she was now, in her proper uniform. Slightly puffy eyes, no spark at all.

Walking behind the others, they were now about to meet the other students as well as the teachers.

Looking like a sleep deprived loser despite having good looks, Nishimiya noticing it.

She walked beside the girl, putting an arm around her shoulder comfortingly while holding her broom on the other.

"Penny for your thoughts?"  The blonde girl asked, looking at the younger one.

(Y/N) just shrugged, looking up ahead as she continued walking alongside Nishimiya. "It's nothing."

Todo and then appeared, walking on (Y/N)'s opposite side. "Sister (Y/N)! Let's get ready and win!"

The masculine voice said, seeing Todo already made Nishimiya annoyed. She was not in the right mood to be stressed by him again.

"Don't let him get to you, (Y/N). Todo, don't pressure her."  Kamo then said, walking pass the three of them.

The youngest girl just let out an exhale, walking behind the older ones. Upon arriving the designated area, the Kyoto students were the first ones.

Teacher Utahime and Principal Gakuganji were also there. As well as Principal Yaga, the principal from Tokyo Tech High.

With a notorious blindfolded white hair man beside them, none other than, Gojo Satoru.

"God, Gojo. Where are your students?"  Utahime said, nudging the male with her elbow. Which failed miserably due to the man's Infinity.

Gojo laughed, watching the Kyoto students get in line. Waiting for the opponents, the Tokyo students.

"When will you learn to be patient, Utahime? By now, you'd be mistaken for an old woman—" Gojo said, still laughing. "Oh, wait. You already are."

He added, making Utahime annoyed. "Tch. You damn Gojo."

Utahime mumbled, as the principals left the place to discuss further topics about the event. Leaving the two teachers.

(Y/N) was bored, extremely bored. She wanted to leave this damn place and let all her rage out in training.

But here she was, having to participate in this useless event. Which wasn't even part of her grades, if it was she would consider.

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