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55: Changes Here and There

"Whoa, look at [Name]! She seems like she's a natural, huh? What it's called again... cheerleadin'? Hey, Monoma," Inasa says, tapping his classmate on the shoulder while grinning widely. "Whaddaya think? I feel like I'd be pretty good at that sorta thing too, right?"

Monoma aggressively rolls his eyes. "Inasa, I think I speak for everyone when I say you should never do a cheerleading routine."

"Aw, man. Why not?"

"Because nobody wants to see that, but also, if you were to start cheering, I'm pretty sure people's eardrums would explode."

"You tryin' to say I'm loud?"

"I thought that was clear, yes."

"Fine, fine, I won't do it," Inasa sighs, and Monoma can only shake his head in visible disappointment. To think that Class 1-B has such a powerful contender for the Sports Festival, arguably powerful enough to win the whole thing... but it's a shame that he's not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed.

At least there's still a chance for a 1-B student to emerge victorious. Monoma would've liked to move on to the final event himself, of course, but the Human Cavalry Battle turned out to be a lot trickier than he was expecting. As much as he'd like to say that you're just a happy-go-lucky marshmallow fanatic, your Quirk is pretty versatile. Those barriers were a pain in the ass to deal with. He never even stood a chance of stealing your team's headband.

Right now, however, is easily the most frustrating part of all. He can't seem to tear his eyes off you as you smile brightly, shaking the pom poms in your hands. He swears the crowd is cheering more loudly than they were earlier, too. Goddammit! Everyone keeps paying so much attention to you!

...including him.

"Ugh, I've seen enough!" Monoma cries out dramatically, and he makes the executive decision to stomp away, desperately trying to fend off the ever-darkening blush on his cheeks.

Inasa frowns as he watches him leave. "What's the big deal? It seems fun to me. Well, whatever," he shrugs, turning back towards you and cupping his hands over his mouth. "Go, [Name], go! Blow everyone away with your kick-ass cheerleadin' skills!"

That's exactly what you planned on doing from the start. This is technically your first-ever cheerleading routine, but you're cute, energetic, and have natural star quality (pun intended), so you feel completely in your element right now. Chisaki is still filming you, of course, but apart from him, you seem to have caught the eye of both spectators and participants alike.

For instance, a certain pair of lovestruck fools comes to mind.

"[Name]'s so pretty," Shouto mumbles shyly, blushing more the longer he stares at you. He turns around in a hurry and insistently tugs on the sleeve of the boy standing behind him-who's a lot more transfixed than he'll ever admit to. "Right, Bakugou? You think so too, don't you?"

"A-As if I would!" Katsuki furiously denies.

"Really? But your face is red."

"I have allergies, dammit! It's 'cause you keep sticking to me like glue, you goddamn annoying bastard!"

"Oh. That's no good. Did you bring medication? We still have some time before the next round starts, so you should-"

"Piss off, already!"

It's probably the hundredth time Katsuki has had to shove Shouto aside today, and thankfully, he actually stays put this time. He's done following Katsuki around like a little duckling. He's too preoccupied with watching your cheerleading routine, and he even makes sure to find a comfy spot on the ground so that he can quietly applaud you every so often.