╰┈➤ 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐍𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ━━ ❝All these worries about villains and heroes... about quirks and the quirkless... when they should be worried about something far worse... me.❞
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- you, the once powerful and feared Control Devil, find your...
⌜❝Too high, can't come down. Losing my head, spinning 'round and 'round.❞
— Toxic, Britney Spears⌟
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As you returned to your seat, the anticipation for the next match hung heavy in the air. Your classmates buzzed with excitement, eyes glued to the arena. The giant screen above displayed the names and faces of Bakugo and Uraraka, their determined expressions captured in stark contrast.
Present Mic's energetic voice boomed across the stadium, rallying the crowd. "[The eighth and final battle in the first round of matches! He was kind of a hot shot in middle school, and just look at that determined face! From the Hero Course, Bakugo Katsuki. Versus... The one I'm personally rooting for, also from Class 1-A, Uraraka Ochaco!]"
The crowd erupted in cheers, the noise a deafening roar as Bakugo and Uraraka stepped onto the field. Bakugo's eyes scanned the stands, his gaze lingering over the crowd until they found you. Your lips curled into a subtle, knowing smile, a silent encouragement that only you and Bakugo understood.
Bakugo's eyes narrowed, a fierce determination igniting within them just as Present Mic's voice rang out. "[Let the eighth match... BEGIN!]"
The instant the words left Present Mic's mouth, Uraraka darted towards Bakugo, her hands outstretched. She was quick, her movements fueled by determination and strategy. You watched closely, thinking about how Uraraka could possibly gain an advantage.
Bakugo's strengths were well known to you—his explosive power, especially in close combat, made him a formidable opponent. He rarely left openings, and his Quirk only grew stronger with each movement, the sweat fueling his explosive attacks. If Uraraka could touch him, she could make him float and send him out of bounds, but that was a big if.
Just as you predicted, Bakugo didn't dodge. He focused his energy on counterattacking, swinging his right arm back and delivering a powerful explosion that sent Uraraka flying a few feet away. Despite the force, she managed to recover, rolling back to her feet with a determined expression.
"[Look at that! Uraraka charges right in, but Bakugo isn't playing nice! His explosive counter sends her flying!]"
Uraraka pressed forward again, using her jacket as a decoy by sending it through the cloud of dust created by Bakugo's blast. She moved swiftly, aiming to get behind him.
