chapter 9

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》no one's pov
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Almighty stood before the class, his presence commanding attention as he prepared to announce the first match-up. The tension in the room was palpable as the students eagerly awaited their turn to prove themselves.

“The first pair to combat is… Team D and Team A!” Almighty’s voice boomed across the training grounds.

Izuku Midoriya, who had been trying to steady his nerves, suddenly felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. His heart pounded as he realized he would be facing Katsuki Bakugou, the one person who seemed to have it out for him. He could feel Bakugou’s intense gaze boring into him, the silent promise of a brutal confrontation.

As Izuku’s anxiety grew, Y/N, ever observant, noticed his distress. With her typical warmth, she approached him, her feline ears twitching slightly as she moved closer.

“Hey, Izuku, don’t worry about Bakugou,” she said softly, her voice a soothing balm to his frayed nerves. “You’re going to do great! I believe in you.”

Izuku blinked, momentarily taken aback by her kindness. Her words were like a beacon of light cutting through the dark clouds of his anxiety.

‘She’s so sweet,’ he thought

His mind beginning to spiral into thoughts of how wonderful it would be to keep her by his side, away from everyone else.

“You always know what to say, Y/N,” he mumbled, his heart swelling with affection.

He felt an overwhelming urge to protect her, to keep her close—closer than anyone else.

Without realizing it, his hand reached out, and he gently patted her head. The motion was almost automatic, driven by his deep-seated need to express his adoration.

Y/N’s reaction was immediate and instinctual. Her eyes widened in surprise, and a soft, involuntary purr escaped her lips. She looked up at Izuku, her cheeks tinged pink from the unexpected affection. Her cat-like quirk made her especially sensitive to touch, and Izuku’s hand on her head sent pleasant shivers down her spine.

Izuku’s face turned a deep shade of red as he realized what he had just done. His heart pounded even harder, but now it was with a different kind of intensity—one fueled by the thrill of her reaction. His lovesick expression was impossible to hide, and a possessive glint flashed in his eyes.

‘She’s so perfect,’ he thought.

He wanted nothing more than to continue touching her, to see more of those adorable reactions. His hand began to move, almost unconsciously, as if it had a mind of its own.

But before he could do anything more, his wrist was suddenly seized in a tight grip.

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》Izuku's pov
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I felt a sharp pain as Todoroki’s cold hand wrapped around my wrist, squeezing it tightly enough to make me wince. I turned my head, glaring at him with annoyance and frustration.

'How dare he interrupt this moment? This was my time with Y/N, and he was ruining it'

Todoroki’s expression was as unreadable as ever, but there was something in his eyes—something hard and unyielding. I could sense it, even though he didn’t say a word. He didn’t like what I was doing, but I wasn’t about to back down.

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