HEALING [ B N H A ]

The Roaring Sports Festival

We walked from out of the stadium, the sound of Present Mic and the large audience blaring in our ears.

"IT'S U.A'S SPORTS FESTIVAL!! THE ONE TIME EACH YEAR... WHEN OUR FLEDGLING HEROES COMPETE IN A RUTHLESS GRAND BATTLE!" I could see him, up high in the speaker box. His arms stretched out, a grin taking up his entire face. "FIRST UP... YOU KNOW WHO I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!! THE MIRACULOUS RISING STARS WHO BRUSHED OFF A VILLAIN ATTACK WITH THEIR STEELY WILL POWER!!"

We walked out the huge tunnel that led to the centre of the stadium, it felt nerve racking. But I was prepared for it.

"THE FIRST YEARS... ...OF THE HERO COURSE!! IT'S CLASS A!!"

People cheered happily with enthusiasm. After us, followed all the other classes but they weren't showcased as much as we were. There was an obvious favouritism but I never doubted the abilities of the other classes. "FOLLOWING CLASS B, IT'S CLASSES C, D AND E OF GENERAL STUDIES...!! And here come the upper course classes, F, G, and H! And the businesses studies course..."

Midoriya trembled nervously, "Whoaaa... w H a T a C r O w D..."

Iida brushed it off as a part of being a hero. He seemed to be very strong prided and confident but in the way of self pride that doesn't come cockiness. At the centre stood... woah.
"NOW FOR THE ATHLETE'S OATH!!" Midnight? Isn't she...never mind.
"R-rated? Should she really be in a high school?" Complained a student.
She slashed her whip violently at him, "SHUT IT," distastefully. "PIPE DOWN!! YOUR STUDENT REPRESENTATIVE IS... FROM CLASS 1-A/ KATSUKI BAKUGOU!!"

"Shit!" Exclaimed Kaminari.
"What?? It's kacchan?!" Confusedly stated a Midoriya.
"Must be because he placed first in the entrance exam," deduced Yaoyorozu, with a hand upon her chin

"The hero course entrance exam, you mean," snorted a general studies girl.

I feared what he would say, he seemed the type who craved attention and with that explosive personality of his... it's most likely he'll get what he wanted. "The Athlete's oath... MAKE NO MISTAKE ABOUT IT. I'M GONNA TAKE FIRST PLACE!!" All eyes widened, 'shist!' The other classes booed him off the stage, sneering at our class. Bakugou had just gained us a negative appeal. Kirishima's mouth was agape. They officially seemed to want to turn on us and with those vicious looks it was all but completely possible.

"Don't get cocky, class A,"

"You dirty bastard!"

Bakugou sneered at them, "you'll make great stepping stones, I'd say." He walked down the steps with his hands in his pockets, his seemed contempt with his choice of words.

Midnight looked to the screen behind her, "NOW, WITHOUT DELAY, LET'S GET THE FIRST EVENT STARTED!" It buzzed noisily in the background."THESE ARE THE QUALIFIERS! IT's IN THIS STAGE THAT SO MANY ARE SENT HOME CRYING!!" Little overkill, "AND THE FATEFUL FIRST EVENT THIS YEAR IS... THIS!!"

On the screen, it showed in big letters. O B S T I C A L—C O U R S E—R A C E.

"IT'S A RACE BETWEEN EVERY MEMBER OF ALL ELEVEN CLASSES! THE COURSE IS A FOUR KILOMETRE LAP AROUND THE STADIUM ITSELF!" Behind all the students, a massive gate opened. Showing a long corridor, "OUR SCHOOL PREACHES FREEDOM IN ALL THINGS!!" She chuckled sarcastically, "SO AS LONG AS YOU DON'T GO OFF THE COURSE, ANYTHING IS FAIR GAME!" She held her whip at the ready, I breathed in heavily and started my running position. "RACERS, TO YOUR POSITIONS..." I thought of all the things they would say just to cheer me on, all the times I failed them and all the times I needed them. Those moments were for them and all those who helped and supported me all of those years.