Chapter 48

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"Alright, alright, alright, sports fans! Do you know what time it is?! It's time for the final match of the preliminary rounds!" Present Mic's voice bellowed across the stadium, rallying the audience into hysterics.

"Why do you have to be so loud?" Aizawa dryly complained beside him.

Whether he heard him or not, the loudspeaker hero continued to hype up the crowd. "To the left, we have the resident bad boy of the hero course! The hot-tempered howitzer! The bombarding blitzkrieg! The foul-mouthed firecracker! Give it up, for KATSUKI BAKUGOOOOOOO!"

The bomb boy stood tall and proud, a scowl thick across his face, as he stared down his opponent.

"And to the right! We have the powderpuff of power! The angel of anti-gravity! And the one I'm personally rooting for..." The leather-clad man whispered the last part. "OCHAKO URURAKAAAAAAAA!"

The rosy-cheeked girl stood before the boy who had been after since the beginning of her hero school life.

She had a brave face on but was doing everything in her power to stop herself from shaking.

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"I don't like this..." Jiro grimaced as she looked between Ochako and the resident hothead.

"Me either..." Momo agreed as she tried to brace herself for the oncoming horror show that would soon begin.

"Aw, c'mon, guys! You all make it sound like Bakugo's gonna torture Ochako or something." The ever-optimistic Kirishima flashed a reassuring toothy grin to his class, who only stared at him in disbelief, as well as a little pity.

"Kirishima...out of all of us in 1-A, why do you keep defending that guy?" Mina asked her friend since junior high, relatively confused as to how he can be friends (at least from his point of view) with the trigger-happy bomb boy.

The skin-hardening boy looked around at his classmates, each wanting to hear his explanation. "W-Well...I know that he can be a little rough around the edges..."

"Kirishima, he yells 'Die' every time he uses his quirk." Kaminari pointed out.

"B-But that doesn't mean he's all bad!" The redheaded boy defended.

Even if his words were proving to be fruitless. "Look, Bakubro maybe a little...hard to deal with. But, I think that deep, deep down, he cares about us as friends, and wants to do the right thing like the rest of us."

All of the positive boy's words were not sitting well with Itsuka, who has witnessed Bakugo's bullying of Ochako since the beginning of the school year. "If there really is any good in him, Kirishima...then you're the only one who can see it."

The skin-hardening boy's smile fell at the big sis of 1-A's words and soundlessly turned back to watch the match.

Itsuka did the same, silently praying that Ochako would come out okay and that Bakugo would, for once, show her some mercy.

She would be lying if she said she didn't doubt the latter.

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No matter how hard Ochako tried, she couldn't stop her body from shaking. Could Katsuki see that she was shaking?

Oh, who was she kidding, of course, he could! He could make her freeze up and start trembling any time he wanted, and he knew it!

Why was this happening to her? What did she do to be treated like this?

She finally made it into UA, but now she was getting targeted by this psychopath bomber with a bad attitude.

And even though he doesn't seem to like anyone in the class, he for some reason has a huge issue with her! Why?!

The gravity girl then shook herself out of it. This was no time to have a panic attack.

The possibility of fighting against Bakugo would have happened sooner or later in the tournament anyway, she reasoned to herself.

Though she would admit, the option of forfeiting was awfully tempting...

Ochako slapped her cheeks hard, which managed to even catch Bakugo off-guard.

No...she wasn't going anywhere. There was too much riding on her.

She may be afraid of Bakugo...

But she was scared of failing even more!

"Aaaaaaaaaand...BEGIN!"

The girl didn't even have time to think when, like a bullet out of a gun, Bakugo blasted his way towards her...

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Heavy pants accompanied rapid steps, as Deku rushed up a flight of stairs that would put the hero Ingenium to shame.

Why was he running? He didn't know.

Where was he going? He couldn't say.

The fact that Ochako, the only girl who showed him any form of natural human kindness, was paired up to face the boy who made his life miserable had sent him into a panicked frenzy, where all he could do was run.

Was he trying to run away from the idea of Ochako facing off against Bakugo? The very fact alone was enough to make his head spin.

Who in their right mind would square her up against the likes of him? In the first round, no less!

The Quirkless boy came to a halt, keeling over and taking deep breaths to recover from his frantic sprint.

Why was he even so worked up for, anyway? This shouldn't matter to him.

He's a villain! And he had a job to do! He couldn't waste his time getting caught with-

The echo of a humongous blast reached his ears.

The boy shot his head up, slowly turning it to where the explosion came from.

Stepping out of a doorway, he looked out over the stadium field, casting his eyes toward the arena, which had gone deftly quiet after the blast.

And what he saw was something straight out of his darkest memories.

The kind-hearted brunette girl, who complimented him on his notebook, told him about her dreams to become a heroine and had the brightest smile he'd ever seen, was now lying on the ground, covered in scratches and scorch marks...

And standing a distance away, was Katsuki Bakugo, with a smoking right hand.

The villain in disguise clutched his fists tight, his teeth clenched in suppressed anger.

He was doing it again! He found someone else to hurt as much as he wanted and get away with it.

Who couldn't fight back even if they tried, and was beating them into the ground where they would never have the courage to stand up again!

He wanted to stop this. To stop Bakugo from abusing and breaking someone else who he deemed beneath him.

To save that girl from the oncoming bombardment that he had suffered too many times before!

But it seemed he didn't have to do anything. The one blast seemed to be enough, as Ochako remained laid out on the ground.

It was hard to think, but as long as she stayed down and let Bakugo have the match, she'd be alright...

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The whole of1-A leaned away from the big sis of their class in their seats when Itsuka's face screwed up into a vicious, furious snarl. "That crazy son of a...! Is that his idea of holding back?!"

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Bakugo stared down at his so-called opponent. His was barren of his signature scowl or bared teeth.

Only a small, unimpressed frown adorned his features instead.

The kind of face he'd make when his mom made him take the trash out against his wishes.

This was a complete waste of time for him. Why was he squared up to fight little miss candyfloss and rainbows in the first place?

Why was she even here?! She doesn't have what it takes to be a hero, much less fight him one-on-one!

His irritation only grew as he re-called the abrupt conversation he was forced to put up with back in the entryway to the field...

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