•Shinso Hitoshi x Reader• One-Shots

UA Sports Festival [Part Two]

After making it to the second round without a scratched, it was time for the last game: tournaments.

Midnight lifted a box titled with the word 'Lots,' telling the students, "Come closer and draw lots to see who you're up against. Then enjoy the pleasure of the recreational games before we start. The sixteen finalists have the option of participating in those activities or sitting out to prepare for battle. I'm sure you all want to conserve your stamina. I'll start with the first place team!"

Midnight starts to make her way off stage only to be interrupted by Ojiro waving his hand in the air.

"Uh, excuse me. Sorry. But I'm withdrawing."

The students and spectators gasped in surprise.

"Ojiro! No way!" Izuku attempted to argue.

"But this is a rare chance for you to get scouted," Tenya adds.

Ojiro slowly puts his hand back down to his side, looking away sheepishly. "It just wouldn't be right. I barely remember anything from the Calvary battle until the very end of it. I ... think it was that guy's Quirk. Or ... maybe that girl used hers?"

Izuku inhaled sharply, glancing over to Shinso and [F/N]. Shinso had been staring at them darkly while [F/N] was just idly pivoting on her heels, an innocent smile on her face.

'Wait, was Ojiro with them?'

Once Izuku and Shinso made eye contact, Shinso quickly looked away and kept his posture straight. Izuku let his wavering stare linger on the two for a bit before turning his attention back to Ojiro.

"I know this is a great opportunity. I wish I could take advantage of this," Ojiro said, his hand rolling into a tight fist. "But my conscience won't let me."

"Just think about this," Izuku cuts in.

"I have, okay?" Ojiro retorted a little aggressively. "Everyone gave their all in round two, but I was just someone's puppet. No way. I don't wanna advance if I don't even know how I got here. It wouldn't be fair."

"You're making way too much of this!" Hagakure complained, waving her pom-poms around. "Just kill it in the finals and prove you should be here."

"Yeah! What she said! I didn't do much in the battle either," Mina contributes.

Ojiro was growing frustrated. No one was understanding what he was saying. He slaps a palm to his forehead and sighs.

"That's not it. I'm talking about my pride here."

By now, [F/N] had stopped spacing out in a giddy daze to watch the commotion. She suddenly felt her heart sink to her stomach. She didn't expect Ojiro to actually withdraw because of his pride. She knew that Shinso had brainwashed him and she didn't try to stop him, only because she wanted her and Shinso to move on to the next round.

'We worked too hard to get here. Now's not the time to get emotional.' [F/N] nodded to herself while sparing Shinso a glance. 'All of this ... is so we both can become the heroes we want to be. And that's not gonna stop us.' She thought, looking away from Ojiro and refocusing.

Finally, Ojiro's replacement had been found. Everyone agreed on Tetsutestsu, who broke out in happy tears when he had been chosen to fight.

While Shinso went over to have a quick chat with Izuku, [F/N] had figured out she would be fighting against Denki Kaminari.

'Oh! That's that one boy who gave me his phone number, right?' She thought, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. 'This should be easy, then.'

She catches the familiar blonde looking over the board, his eyes nearly popping out of his sockets.

"What?! No way! I'm gonna be fighting her!"

"Got a problem with that, Pikachu?" [F/N] teasingly asked behind him, making Denki squeal like a little girl.

"Oh, [F/N]! D-Didn't see you there! Haha!"

[F/N] laughs a little and shakes her head.

"That's okay. No one really does."

Denki tilts his head in confusion. Her sentence was sad, but the way she said it was cheerful.

"But that'll change. 'Cause after I win this tournament ..."

[F/N]'s voice suddenly became dark.

"... I'll be moved in your place."

A terrified shiver ran down Denki's spine. 'What the heck?! She was happy before! Why did she suddenly switch?!'

[F/N] smiled once again and waved goodbye to Denki blissfully. "See you on the battle field, Pikachu! And give it your all!"

"It's Denki!" Denki retorts back in slight annoyance.

[F/N] was going to have fun with this.