𝗖𝗨𝗣𝗜𝗗 ᝰ bnha

28 | end of the world

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
END OF THE WORLD

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Did my heart just skip a beat from that?

Oh boy, this was bad. You slapped both hands against your own cheeks, trying to coax your soul back into your body.

You were trying to forget the last words Shoto had spoken to you—before you pulled away from each other's embrace, and went your separate ways out of sheer embarrassment as you're currently hanging out in one of the waiting rooms. Knees bouncing, stomach twisting, mind completely useless.

Strangely enough, you really hadn't heard from Riri in a hot minute. Not ever since you basically dumped shit all over their wand. You weren't wondering out of concern, obviously. In fact, them being M.I.A. was an absolute win. The point is: you've been feeling cautious of their return anytime now considering...

For the very first time, you might've actually felt a spark. A tiny, traitorous silver of romantic excitement.

"MMMPHH—!"

A silent scream escaped you, your face buried over your hands like you were trying to erase yourself from existence.

You exhaled deeply, you must be feeling sick... Actually, you might even be feeling distracted right now. That's right; focus, get your silly head out of the gutter. Riri is clearly starting to rub off on you. And by rubbing off on you, that of course doesn't mean you're starting to give in at whatever romantic ideas they've been trying to force on.

Were you going insane? Why do you even feel like this? Why now, for god's sake—right in the middle of an important event? This really shouldn't be the time for such nonsense.

Because finally... all of the preceding battles had elapsed and you have a strong opponent to face now; which of that being the fierce and notorious Bakugou Katsuki.

Upon Present Mic's cue, you walked out into the stadium's center and took your place on one side of the arena, seeing the familiar tuft of ash blond hair across from you. But instead of slouching and having his hands buried in his pockets, he was standing strong and tall. 

He narrowed his eyes. "Make sure to grit your teeth, cuz' I'm not gonna go easy on you, Mulan."

"I know," you smiled. "And I wouldn't have it any other way."

The seconds trickled by painfully slowly. Yet for all the noise of the crowd, all the eyes on you—everything blurred out. Even your current main source of problem Riri.

There was only the boy standing before you. And it felt grounding, weirdly enough, that all he saw was you, too.

"[Name] [L/N] vs. Katsuki Bakugou... STAAART!!"

You knew you had scarcely a few seconds to react. Light engulfed your hand as your rapier solidified in your grip in preparation. Katsuki unsurprisingly surged forward first, blasting off the ground like he'd been launched from a cannon. The air rippled behind him, shockwaves blooming in hot, violent bursts.

You gasped for breath as you regained your footing, gripping your sword tight and angling it towards him. He would've almost got you if you hadn't dodged in time.

In a blink of an eye, Katsuki had already rocketed towards you once more. You dodged before he kept coming back. Again. And again. Your heart's racing, and you're starting to build up sweat from evading him as a workout.