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❝騎兵隊の戦い...
▌fun fact #16 ; kourin likes chess.
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Only seconds separated first and second place, Kourin and Midoriya. Her heterochromatic eyes met with his green ones, this would be the one and only time she'd be willing to lose. "Izuk—" She was cut off when the green haired boy tackled her into a hug, his arms slithering around her waist and his grip around her tightened.
"Koucchan, why did you do that?" He uttered out, not looking in her eyes as he buried his head in the crook of neck where he noticed faint purple bruises.
"It's because daisuki, Izu," she mumbled, rubbing his back soothingly. "And you deserve it." Since her back was turned to the finish line, she was completely oblivious to the fact that both Bakugo and Todoroki came running in, claiming third and fourth place. Once they saw the brunette in his arms they both shot him cold glares, prompting him to part from her.
"A— anyways, thank you again, Koucchan, and daisuki," he gave her a warm smile.
"And now, they're finishing one after another! We'll make a list of the results later, but for now good work!"
Kourin placed a hand on his cheek and gave it a pinch. "I'm going to see how Bakugo's feeling and I hear Uraraka coming, good luck. Try not to get too flustered," she teased and walked away. Even from a distance, she could tell the ash blond was fuming, which only made her hesitate walking over to him.
"Oi, shitty weird eyes, where the fuck are you going?!" He called out to her, his brows furrowed. "C'mere here, idiot." Once she was within reach, his arms wrapped around her body, burying his face into his shoulder. He was annoyed, annoyed that he was beaten, again. Right now, this was the only thing that calmed him down. Her. Her scent, her warmth. She calmed him down.
