that's just how it works [REWRITING]

Chapter Twenty nine - Sparky and Smokey

*once again, art by me ^^^

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   "Hitoshi Shinsou from general studies has gotten the better of Midoriya Izuku from the hero course! Who would've imagined this?! Will the bottom really overthrow the top?"

   "That's why I said the entrance exam wasn't rational," Aizawa spoke up after Present Mic, but you couldn't focus on their words. You were tense, glaring Midoriya down. 

   "Shit..." You mumble, running a hand through your hair, and finally letting go of Ojiro's arm. 

   Down at the arena, Midoriya slowly turns around all of a sudden, and he starts walking to the edge of the arena. You grit your teeth, hitting your hand on your thigh. "Izuku... Don't just lose like that...!" 

   "Huh? WHAT?! Midoriya's being so obedient!" Present Mic exclaims. 

   "Deku, why?" Uraraka muttered, pressing her fists together.

   "If you go out of bounds, you'll lose the match!" Iida chopped at the air with his hand, before waving his hands around. 

   You clasp your hands together, eyes wide. "Shoot...!" You shake your head, looking down at the ground. "Izuku, you... you dumbass...!"

   Then, you feel a sudden burst of air come from the arena. You gasp, looking up in time to see Midoriya's arm raised. You can see that two of his fingers are bruised. 'Did he...?'

   'He used his quirk!'

   "This... Midoriya's stopped!"

   Everyone in the crowd starts cheering, and you grin. 

   "Midoriya-Kun!" Iida yelled, his arms going straight in the air.

   "I'm... I'm so glad!" Uraraka clasped her hands together.

   "Izu did it!" You exclaim, gripping your shirt and looking at Ojiro, who put a hand on his chest and sat down. 

   "That's crazy..."

     Midoriya looked back at Shinsou, the top half of his face shadowed. He put a hand over his mouth as he looked down at his bruised fingers as if wondering himself how he did it. He then put his hand down, fully turning back towards Shinsou. 

   It looked as if Shinsou was talking, trying to get Midoriya to answer again. 'But Izu knows better...!'

   The green haired boy started sprinting towards Shinsou, who was still talking. He looks like he's yelling now. Midoriya pushes Shinsou once he gets close enough, and you cheer again. 'Izuku has a chance to win!'

   Midoriya continues running as he's pushing at Shinsou, who punches Midoriya's cheek. You wince, seeing a trail of blood start trickling from his nose. After a second, Shinsou looks desperate and punches Midoriya's hand, the one with the bruised fingers. This causes Midoriya to flinch and stumble to the side. He looks back at Shinsou just in time to see him start pushing at Midoriya, trying to get him out of bounds. 

   The green haired boy cries out as he grips Shinsou's arm with his hurt hand and throws him over his shoulder, throwing him onto the ground. His legs land out of bounds. 

   Midnight throws up her hand. "Shinsou is out of bounds! Midoriya advances to round two!"

   You cheer, along with everyone else. Midoriya is huffing, seemingly surprised at how hard he threw Shinsou onto the ground. "In the finals, the first person to advance to the second round is Midoriya Izuku from Class A!" Present Mic yells out, following by more cheering from the crowd. Beside you, Uraraka falls back into her seat, exhaling loudly. 

   "I was so nervous!"

   "Turning the tables at the last moment! As expected of Midoriya-Kun!" Iida says, smiling. 

   You grin. "I knew Izuku was capable of winning!"

   

   "Yahoo! That was kind of a boring first match, but we should praise them both for a bravely fought match! Clap your hands!" 

   Midoriya and Shinsou are standing facing each other. Midoriya is looking down, gripping his arm. You sigh, leaning back. "Hey, Ochaco. I'm gonna go take a walk before my match, okay? See ya later!" 

   "Oh! Alright, (Y/n)! Good luck!" Uraraka answers you as you stand and smile at her, before walking off. 

   You walk through the halls a bit, before going to where you'd enter the arena from. 

   Seeing the flames burst up in the corners of the arena, you start walking towards the arena, a serious look on your face. "She's made a title for herself already! From the hero course, it's (last name) (Y/n)! Versus--" You see Kaminari climbing onto the other side of the concrete arena. You offer him a friendly smile, clasping your hands together in front of your stomach.  "Sparkling killing boy! Also from the hero course, it's Kaminari Denki!" 

   You gulp, eyes flitting around at the cheering crowd surrounding you. You felt a spike of anxiety, but you swallow it down. 'I know I can do this...'

   "Start!" 

   "Hey, when this is over, you wanna grab a bite to eat? I'll comfort you if you have me." Kaminari speaks up, smirking at you. "'Cause this match'll probably be over in a second!" 

   You frown as he starts to discharge his electricity, his hair waving slightly in the air. You go in a defensive position, holding your arms across your chest. He faces his palms toward the ground, yelling something. But you're already focusing on your defense move. 

   You get on one knee as you build up a quick storm cloud cover. You cover yourself with the clouds as he attacks, letting out a powerful attack. As soon as you feel the electricity in the air disappear, you stand, holding out your hands as your clouds release the electricity they gathered. It shocks Kaminari, and you can see he's gone dumb. 

   You run up to him and take hold of his arms, pushing him down to the ground and putting a knee on his stomach. You use clouds to hold down his hands and legs, and you look over at Midnight. 

   "(last name) advances to the second round!"

   Getting off him, you chuckle and walk off, leaving the arena to go back inside. From behind, you hear Kaminari getting carried away. 

   Once alone in the hall, you grin and clap your hands together softly. "Undisputed victory! Point for (Y/n)!" You softly exclaim, congratulating yourself. You then compose yourself and walk back to the stands where your class is. You can't wipe the large grin off your face though. 

   You walk down to sit beside Uraraka again. 

   "Good job, (Y/n)! That was so cool!" She congratulates you, cheeks more flushed than usual.

   "Ah, thank you, Ochaco!" You smile at her. 

   "That was an amazing battle, (last name)-Chan!" 

   "Mhm! I'm glad you won, (Y/n)!" 

   You smile at Iida and Midoriya. "Oh! Congratulations on your battle, Izuku! I guess we'll have to face each other now, though."       

   He nods. "Yeah. I guess so."

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To be continued