~𝕄𝕪 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝~

~𝟚𝟘~

"𝔸𝕝𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕?"

𝕐/𝕟 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕕.

"𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕙, 𝕨𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖."

"𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕝𝕖𝕥'𝕤 𝕘𝕠 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕤𝕤!"
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   Y/n won his fight. He was sitting next to Eijiro in the audience as his wing was being bandaged.

   "You did great, man! You've got a good shot at winning the whole thing!"

   "Ha."

   "I mean it. You're like... hella strong."

   "Well, yeah, but you kinda need to win all three events to win the entire thing. Plus, if I end up fighting someone like Bakugo or Tokyami with long range attacks, I'm basically useless."

   "That's what you said about the training exercise our first week. And you won that."

   "Because I had help."

   He was partially focused on watching the fight happening, but most of his attention was going to Eijiro. It surprised him when Eijiro grabbed both of his shoulders and looked him in the eyes.

   "You are amazing. You are strong, and I don't care if you think I'm lying."

   Y/n felt his heart flutter, and quickly turned away with a slight blush. It took a while, but it was finally the last fight. Y/n vs. Bakugo. The entire stadium was yelling as the two stood across from each other. Y/n was visibly nervous.

   "What's wrong, feathers?! Can't hide behind your boyfriend now, can you?"

   The buzzer went off, and Y/n launched up to dodge an attack. He instinctively reached to his back for his bow and arrows, but forgot that they weren't allowed to have any gadgets unless they helped with your quirk.

   Bakugo kept trying to hit him, and barely missing when he ducked out of the way. He was getting frustrated at that point. He slowed down a bit, and Y/n took this as an opportunity to overwhelm him with Areal attacks. He swooped down and flew by, landing a solid punch to his gut.

   He did it a second time, this time to the face. He started flying faster. Just as he dodged one attack, his wing was clipped by another. He wavered in his flight, but didn't go down just yet.

   "IS THAT ALL YOU'VE GOT?!"

   Bakugo gritted his teeth and reared up with a bigger explosion. It hit Y/n in the chest, and he fell. He felt his back hit the ground, and shut his eyes. Bakugo was next to him, he could feel it.

   He was being dragged to the edge by the shirt, and just before he was thrown over, he stood up, sweeped bakugo off his feet, and pushed him out of bounds. As he landed on the dirt patch, it hit him. He lost.

   Leo turned to the crowd, and waved. They were all yelling, either cheering or booing. He remembered something about that being just as good, something he read, but it didn't matter. He had proved himself to himself. He knew now that he was strong enough.

   That was good enough for him.

   The rankings were announced and hour later, and Leo had managed second place. Bakugo had third, and shoto, first. The platforms rose up from underground, and people started throwing things at the three. Mainly at Y/n.

   "FUCKING CHEATER!"

   "HE TRICKED HIM!"

   Y/n didn't understand. He had won fair. He used his brain, and that was what a hero would do. He hadn't cheated. 

   Just as his vision went white, he was startled by the speakers giving feedback.

   "Anyone who throws trash at innocent children will not be allowed back at UA High school next year. We will not tolerate bad sportsmanship of any kind."

   He was relieved to hear Mr. Aizawa's voice, and as soon as he did, the throwing stopped.

   He spent the rest of the day at home, recovering from the fight and reorganizing his awards.

~ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤! ℍ𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕙! 𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕚𝕫𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕦𝕥! 𝕊𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕀'𝕞 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕕. 𝕂𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕧𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘!~
~𝕃𝕖𝕠~

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