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beni numbly watched the screen that showed the now empty arena from her place on a bench behind her classmates, their shock when they watched the place crumble going in one ear and out the other while a first aider held her mouth open.

she heard a 'tsk' and her eyes flew towards them, watching their brow furrow as they gently prodded the gum.

"it looks...," they started, hands falling to their first aid kit on the ground beside them, "like you've ripped it out,"

beni tried to hum in response but the medic suddenly poked at the place her canine once was, making the girl yelp out at the sensitive pain.

"yep," they huffed, digging back into their kit, "it's gonna need stitched - you've managed to pull out the root as well,"

without another word, the medic turned to away to get the necessary tools and it gave beni time to focus on her classmates despondently, trying to ignore the concerned looks that were thrown back her way every now and then.

"alright, head back," 

she sighed heavily before complying, the first aider standing over her as her head thunked agains the wall behind her, already grimacing at the thought of the pain that would follow.

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"how the fuck did you take out a tooth?!"

the girl tried to grumble something back in response, but bakugou just continued to hold her mouth open roughly, squinting at her gum.

"they even had to stitch it!"

"oh, ikeya! are you alright?" 

the hands fell from her mouth and beni sighed, her own coming up to massage her jaw in while giving the blond the nastiest side-eye she could muster before turning to the voice.

"yeah, i'm good - i don't even remember how i lost it,"

kirishima responded with a troubled face, munching on his bread bun with a pout.

"well, at least-oh," he turned, "it's shiketsu,"

her and bakugou looked to were the red-head was staring, seeing four students with matching hats coming towards them.

"bakugou," the one covered head-to-toe in blond hair said, and beni turned to her own blond.

"what?"

"i think you met shishikura in the test - my classmate with the flesh-molding power?"

flesh-molding? oh to be a fly on the wall for that fight

"so much hair," she heard kirishima mumble from beside her.

"yeah," bakugou responded, tone gruff and smug, "i took him out,"

"i thought so - i'm guessing he may have acted rudely, or perhaps offended you, he has a tendency to try and push his own values onto others," the hair-guy responded.

a tendency to push his own values onto others - sounds like someone i know

beni thought of a green haired student in her class and the conversation that happened between him, her and midoriya at the training camp.

"he probably couldn't help it in your case, since you're pretty famous - i apologise for him, i'd like to build a good relationship between our schools," he continued.

the girl chuffed in response before talking, "ah, please don't apologise to him - he needs pushed down a peg every now and then anyway,"

"hah?! you wanna loose another tooth, glowstick?!"