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┃“NOW THAT LUNCH IS OVER, it's time to reveal the final game!” Present Mic's voice boomed through the stadium, erupting enthusiastic cheers from the audience. “But before that, there’s good news for everyone who didn’t make it to the finals!”

[name] stood with his classmates from 1-A in the middle of the stadium, snacking on an energy bar from the cafeteria. He leaned on Midoriya’s shoulder, taking a final bite before pocketing the wrapper.

His eyes drifted to the American cheerleaders, who were attracting most of the photographers' attention. That's when he came to a realisation. 'Wait, aren’t the 1-A girls—' His thoughts were cut short by Present Mic’s and Eraser Head’s confused reactions. [name] turned to see their female classmates in similar cheerleading outfits.

Momo sank to the floor with a defeated sigh, while Jirou angrily tossed her yellow pom-poms aside. “I even used creation to make these,” Momo groaned, clearly upset at falling for Mineta and Kaminari’s schemes.

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