|| She's Perfect || BNHA x OP! Reader ||

~23 Claiming Victory~

The author's note at the bottom today has nothing to do with the story, just some stuff going on with me and why chapters aren't getting out as fast as they should. Feel free to skip it.

"Ready?! Begin!" I was on the edge of my seat in the stands as the battle started. At the moment, neither Izuku nor Shinsou were moving. They seemed to be in a conversation rather then provoking each other. The speakers around the stands were loud enough that you could hear what they were saying if you focused on it.

"In a way, this is a test of how strong your spirit is." Shinsou said. "If you know what you want your future to hold, you cant worry about what other people think."

"He's trying to get in Izuku's head." I said to no one in particular, though I saw Ojiro nod from the corner of my eye.

"That one girl, what was her name, [F/N]?" I sat up when Shinsou said my name. What did I have to do with this? "She thinks she's all that. She went around helping others the whole first round because she thought she was above everyone else and didn't even need to try. All she is is stuck up and selfish. She has no right to call herself a hero."

"Alright what the hell." I said sitting back in my chair. "I helped you too ya know." I turned my attention to Izuku. "Oh no..."

"How dare you talk about [F/N] like that! I'll-" Izuku froze mid sentence.

"That's it, I win."

"NO!" Ojiro and I both stood up simultaneously.

"I warned him not to say anything!" Izuku had frozen in place, not moving a single muscle. I looked over to the screen. His eyes had turned milky white, much different from their usual emerald green.

"Your lucky to have been so blessed, Izuku Midoriya. Now, turn around and walk out of bounds like a good little hero." Obeying Shinsou's command, Izuku turned around and started making his way to the edge of the ring.

"No no no Izuku come on! Is physical contact really the only way he can break free?" I asked turning to Ojiro.

"To my knowledge...yes."

"Ugh, if Izuku could just break out of his stupid quirk he'd be able to beat him with brute force alone!" Izuku was almost at the end, no more than ten feet away before the match was over. And yet he kept walking closer and closer. "No no no no no no-"

"Hey? You alright [F/N]? You got sparks of electricity coming off your body."

"Huh?" I turned over to Jiro who had a worried look on her face. Sure enough, tiny sparks were indeed coming of my skin. "Oh, yeah sorry. That just happens when I get nervous." I laughed rubbing the back of my neck.

"Fire is angry, electricity is nervous. Any other emotions I should look out for?" The purple haired girl replied with a smile.

"Well waters tied with sadness, air is tied with happiness and metal is-" Out of no where an incredible gust of wind hit my face. I covered why eyes to keep the dust out of them. Once it had resided enough I ran to the end of the stands to see what had happened, and I was shocked to say the least.

"MIDORIYA STOPPED JUST IN TIME!!"

"He did it! He actually did it!! Yeah Izuku! Show him what you got!" I shouted as loud as my vocal cords allowed me to. Izuku looked up from the edge of the ring to me and gave me a smile and a thumbs up. Two fingers on his hand were broken. 'How was he able to move them if he was under Shinsou's quirk?'