𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨! || A BNHA OC Story!

Chapter 15 - Ready, Set, GO!

(Author's Note: Hello there everyone! Sorry about the slow updates lately, I've been kinda busy, but I'll try to update as soon as possible. Lately I've been feeling the chapters aren't "good enough", and that is slowing me down, it would be awesome to read what you guys think I can work on to provide a better read for y'all. Well, that's about it for today, have a good reading!)

~Later that day~

"Y'know, this Sports Festival is gonna be tough." Kaito spoke up, spinning a pen with his fingers. "We have a lot of skilled students in our class, and we don't even know about the other classes."

"That's true." Jiro agreed, subconsciously imitating the Steamguy by twirling her earphone jacks."Who knows what awaits us. U.A is sure to throw another challenge our way. We have two weeks to get ready."

"We have to make them count."

"Why the heck are you guys here?" Uraraka questioned out loud, catching the attention of everyone.

Something unusual happened, a crowd of students from multiple classes formed by class 1-A's door.

"Do you students have business with our class?" Iida questioned in his polite manner.

"What now?" Kaito got up from his seat and walked toward the commotion. "What the-?"

"Why are you blocking out doorway? I won't let you hold us hostage!" Mineta voiced his disapproval.

"Calm down, grape head." Kaito calmed the lil grape boy down. "Is something wrong? What happened?"

"They're scouting the competition, you idiots." Bakugo calmly walked towards the door. "We're the class that survived a real villain attack, they wanna see us with their own eyes." He stopped right in front of the students blocking the path. "At least now you know what a future pro looks like. Now move it, extras!"

"Pffwow. Ok, how am I not surprised?" Kaito wondered.

"You can't walk around calling people extras just because you don't know who they are!" Iida voiced his disapproval.

"So this is class 1-A?" A random messy purple haired student in the middle of the crowd spoke up. He walked up to the door. "I heard you guys were impressive. But you just sound like an ass. Is everyone in the hero course delusional, or just you?"

"Wow. Is this guy's quirk spitting fire?" Kaito lets out a chuckle of amusement.

"How sad to to come here and find a bunch of egomaniacs. I wanted to get into the hero course. But like many others here I was forced to take a different path. Such is life. I didn't cut the first time around, but I have another chance. If any of us do well in the festival the teachers can decide to transfer us to the hero course. And they'll have to transfer people out to make room. Scouting the competition? Maybe some of my peers are. But I'm here to let you know; if any of you don't bring your very best I'll steal your spot from right under you. Consider this a declaration of war."

Some of the students from class 1-A seemed tense. Kaito let out his signature chuckle, letting the purple haired student know he ain't impressed.

"Hey you! I'm from class 1-B next door to you! We heard you fought some villains! And I came to see if that was true! But you're just a bunch of brats who think you're better than us!" Some random, silver-y looking dude spoke up.

"Ain't that nice?" Kaito replied. "Well. The sports festival is in two weeks, we can sit here and talk, but I think actions speak louder than words." He packed his things and badassly left the room without another word.