"WHOA..." OBITO MARVELED AS HE looked around the place. "They got their own stadium?! Is this really a school?!"

"Yep," Kakashi chirped, stepping aside as a some civilian kids came running his way. For once he had actually put his book away in order to take in his surroundings. After they were admitted into the premises, they followed the large crowd over to a bunch of food stands. "Apparently UA's the elite of the elite, but not even the best schools in our world are this massive..." 

"Where is the entrance...?" Gaara sighed impatiently, arms crossed as yet another person bumped into him. This place was so crowded it was beginning to annoy him. That and all the sounds as well. 

Obito managed to nab three sticks of dango and handed them out to his companions. 

"Man, Sakura-chan's so lucky to attend this place," he complained through a mouthful of sweet dango. "I wish I was reverted to a fifteen year old." 

"It'd suit you since you have the mentality of one." Kakashi jabbed. 

"Hey!" 

After some time, the trio were finally able to get inside the building. They were guided to their respective seats—front rows just like all the guests that the students had invited. Nothing was happening yet since they were still waiting for everyone to be seated, so Obito whipped out his Nintendo Switch (it actually wasn't his, but who cared) and started playing. 

Kakashi was getting some chunin exam vibes as he looked around all the stadium. It was humongous and filled with eager people. The only difference was that nobody here actually wanted to see kids kill each other in order to gain a higher ranking. From what he heard, the Sports Festival was something a helluva lot more friendlier. 

Gaara, who was seated at his left, glanced curiously at the game. He had seen Sakura and Obito play it on the television screen before, but it just never made sense to him. They were capturing strange looking creatures and having them fight other strange looking creatures? Wasn't that animal abuse? And why were their names so weird? 

"AHAH!" Obito whooped. "I finally caught it! I caught a Gigantamax Alcremie! Ha ha, Sakura-chan's gonna be so jealous! Damn, I wish she was here so I could shove it in her face!"  

"Dude, you actually caught a Gigantamax Pokemon?!" Some man from the row behind them gawked. "I've been trying to find one for the past week!" 

What the heck is a 'dood'? Obito wondered. 

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"IT'S UA SPORTS FESTIVAL! THE ONE EACH YEAR WHEN OUR FLEDGLING HEROES COMPETE IN A RUTHLESS GRAND BATTLE!" 

Sakura winced as Present Mic's voice rang in her sensitive ears. She pitied Gaara and Kakashi—the ones with more enhanced hearing—who were probably flinching on the front rows. 

"First up... You know who I'm talkin' about! The miraculous rising stars who brushed off a villain attack with their steely willpower! The first years of the hero course! IT'S CLASS A! Following Class B, it's classes C, D, and E of general studies! And here comes the support course classes F, G, and H! And the business course...!" While Class A's entrance was enthusiastic, the introductions for the other classes were... lackluster. It was kind of embarrassing and for now, Sakura could understand some of the bitterness and envy of her classmates. 

Once all the first year students were gathered at the center, Midnight approached the little platform where a mic was. Sakura was more than aware of the plenty of cameras zoomed in on them. It was seriously nerve-wracking. At least in the chunin exams, there weren't cameras that were watching her every move. What if her hair looked bad? What if she sneezed and made a funny face? Everyone watching would see it! 

Midnight lashed her whip to catch everyone's attention. "Now for the athlete's oath! Your student representative is... From class 1-A, Bakugou Katsuki!" 

"Whaaa?! It's Kacchan?!" Midoriya's jaw dropped. 

"Must be because he placed first in the entrance exam." Sero mused. 

"The hero course entrance exam, you mean." One of Sakura's classmates said dryly. 

Sero and Midoriya backed away awkwardly. 

With his hands in his pockets, Bakugou climbed up the stage looking perfectly calm. Sakura couldn't really imagine him saying some awe-inspiring speech so she wasn't surprised at all when he said: "I pledge... that I'll be number one." 

His classmates freaked out while everyone else booed. 

"You'll all make great stepping stones for me," he added, making his situation worse. 

Midnight cracked her whip once Bakugou left the platform, and everyone begrudgingly quieted down. 

"Now, without any delay, let's get the first event started! These are the qualifiers! It's in this stage that so many are sent home crying every year!" Better than being sent home in a body bag, Sakura inwardly shrugged. "And the fateful first event this year is... This!" 

The screen behind her flashed, showing the words OBSTACLE COURSE RACE. 

"It's a race between every member of all eleven classes! The course is a four kilometer lap around the stadium itself! Our school preaches the freedom in all things! Heh heh heh... so as long as you don't go off course anything is fair game!" 

Everyone started to crowd around the gate. The gate wasn't that wide, meaning a lot of kids would be squished or worse, trampled. Sakura already had a plan on how to avoid that. 

"Racers to your positions..." The lights on the gate dinged. "START!" 

Sakura grinned, and shunshin-ed herself right out of there, disappearing in a puff of leaves. Once she was out of the gate, she started running, knowing very well that she was leaving everyone behind. 

The problem with her speed was that it was too fast for the cameras to catch—let alone the naked eye. So for now, Present Mic was commentating about Shouto freezing everyone in place and taking the lead. 

She wasn't noticed until she reached the gigantic robots. 

WHAM! 

"EHHHH?! WHAT WAS THAT?! UCHIHA SAKURA FROM CLASS 1-C SOMEHOW MADE IT AHEAD WITHOUT ANYONE NOTICING! AND SHE JUST PUNCHED THE ROBO INFERNO LIKE IT WAS NOTHING!" 

Sakura grinned, hearing the outcries of confusion and rage meters away behind her. She could easily defeat the other robots, but decided to let the other students have fun with them. 

She ran ahead. 

"WHOA! SHE JUST DISAPPEARED AGAIN! Just what is this girl's Quirk?!" 

"Uchiha Sakura has a Quirk called 'Chakra'. Other than that, no information is given." Aizawa droned beside him. 

"Oooooh, how mysterious!" 

The next obstacle to go through were bunch of pillars all separated with only a tightrope attaching them together. Easy for her to handle. She could just apply chakra to her feet and walk over the rope without having to worry about losing balance. 

So she did just that and the crowd went wild. 

"LOOK AT THAT! Is she some sort of tightrope-walker?! Uchiha doesn't look fazed at all! She's leaving everyone behind! Just as she's reached the The Fall, the others are still battling the robots!" 

She couldn't help the smile on her face. Was she being petty? Absolutely. But she had been belittled and mocked one too many times throughout her life and she was sick of it. Now was her time to finally show off, even if this was a little overkill. 

"DAMN YOU, BUBBLEGUM BITCH!" Bakugou roared. She looked over her shoulder to see him and Shouto speeding towards her.

Damn, she was hoping she could casually walk through this, but oh well. She gave them a friendly wave before running, her figure blurring before their eyes. 

"UCHIHA DISAPPEARED ONCE AGAIN? OR IS SHE JUST FAST?! WHO KNOWS!" Present Mic exclaimed excitedly. "She's now reached the Minefield! A quick glance is enough to reveal the mines' locations! So keep both eyes open and watch your step!" 

Sakura could see the minimal bumps on the ground and swiftly avoided them as she ran through the field. Within seconds, the third obstacle was cleared. 

"WOOOOOHOOOO! SHE'S DONE IT AGAIN! UCHIHA'S NOT EVEN IN THE HERO COURSE YET SHE'S ALREADY SO FAR AHEAD! JUST A FEW MORE METERS AND SHE'LL MAKE IT THROUGH! CAN ANYONE CATCH UP TO HER?!" 

Nope, she thought to herself, grinning. As quick as a flash, she was back on the stage. 

Present Mic and the crowd were beside themselves with excitement. 

"UCHIHA SAKURA DID IT! SHE DID IT! SHE JUST WON FIRST PLACE WHILE EVERYONE ELSE IS STILL AN OBSTACLE COURSE AWAY! UCHIHA SAKURA IS THE FIRST GENERAL STUDIES STUDENT TO GET FIRST PLACE!" Present Mic screeched, but for once he could barely be heard as everyone erupted into ear-piercing cheers. 

Sakura, no longer anxious about the cameras, flipped her hair back, smiled, and waved for the whole world to see. 

Take that, assholes. 

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It took about ten or so minutes for the next student to reach the finishing line. Midoriya, who didn't use his Quirk once, earned second place, followed by Shouto, then a fuming Bakugou who wouldn't stop glaring daggers at her. 

The first round finished soon after that, and their faces were displayed on a large screen to see who made it and who didn't. Only the top 42 were allowed in, and Sakura noticed that pretty much everyone from her class failed save for Shinsou. She was pretty satisfied with that. Shinsou was a good kid, far better than the rest of their classmates, so he deserved getting in. 

Midnight whistled sharply. "Alright! The top 42 from this qualifying round will move on! But for those who placed lower, don't worry! We've got another way for you to show your stuff! And now the main selection really begins! The press corp's going to be jumping out of their seats, so give it all you've got! Now, on to the second event! I already know what it is, of course... dying in suspense?! Next up is... THIS!" 

CAVALRY BATTLE

Sakura hoped it wasn't what she was thinking because she had never once ridden on a horse before.

The screen changed, showing All Might sitting upon Thirteen and Present Mic. She wondered how they were able to carry him, because he looked like a pretty heavy guy... 

"Participants will, on their own, form teams of two to four members each and get into a horse-and-rider formation! The rules are fundamentally the same as those of an ordinary cavalry battle—snag your opponents' headbands while guarding your own, but with one exception... each of you has been assigned a point value based on your ranking in the last event!" 

Sakura had a sneaking suspicion that she was probably worth the most points. 

Midnight continued. "Your individual point values start at five at the bottom! So the student who took 42nd place is worth five points, 41st is worth ten... get it? But... our first place participant is worth... TEN MILLION POINTS!" 

Sakura grinned fearlessly. Protecting the ten million points would be easy, and just with it alone would assure her and her team first place—again. 

"The higher-ranked students are the ones to aim for... This survival game is a chance for a comeback! It's anyone's game!" Midnight exclaimed. "As you must have heard countless times since enrolling at UA, this is... PLUS ULTRA! After taking first place in the qualifiers, Uchiha Sakura has got TEN MILLION POINTS! So she's the one you should all be aiming for!" 

At that, she was at the receiving end of many predatory stares, which she responded by smiling innocently. 

Midnight gestured do the diagram yet again. "The match will last 15 minutes. Each team's points are determined by its members. The rider will wear a headband, displaying the total number of points! Until the match ends, you'll all have to compete to grab each other's points and maintain the ones you have. Any headbands you grab must be worn around the neck or higher. But the more headbands you've got, the harder they'll be to manage! Most importantly, even if your headband is taken... and even if your horse formation is broken... IT'S NOT OVER 'TILL IT'S OVER!" 

As everyone muttered to themselves, Sakura wondered who should be in her team. Or better yet, who would even want to be in it. Being in her team would be considered a risk since everyone would be after her... If she could go at this alone she would, but she knew that wasn't allowed. 

"Quirks are allowed, so it'll be a brutal battle! However... It's still a cavalry battle! Maliciously attacking another team with the intent of making them fall will get you a red card and that means you're out of the game!" She warned. "You've got fifteen minutes! Time to form your teams!" 

Shit, shit, shit, she looked around the crowd of faces. Who in the hell would wanna be in her team?! Heart-beating rapidly for once, she scoured throughout the throng of students for anyone she knew. The hero kids were all banding together, most likely, and most of her class was gone (not like they'd join her anyways), which left... 

"Oi," a tired voice said, followed by a hand placed over her shoulder. 

She whirled around, her face brightening in relief. "Shinsou-kun! Tell me you want to be in my team!" 

"I guess," he shrugged languidly. "But I don't have anyone else to join us." 

"That's fine," she assured. "Being a team of two would be easier for us. You can be the rider. No wait—do you get motion-sickness by any chance?" She couldn't have him throwing up on her just because she ran too fast. That would be quite a mess... 

He gave her a weird look. "No...?" 

She grinned. "Good! And you better hold on to me tight, okay?" 

He was looking more concerned now. "Okay..." 

Once the fifteen minutes were done and everyone was given their respective headbands, the next round was beginning to start. Shinsou was riding on her shoulders, wondering how the hell she could stand his weight, with two headbands tied around his head. He could see everyone's greedy faces aimed at them and braced himself. 

"What exactly is your plan...?" He mumbled to her. 

"Protect our headbands," she answered simply. "Since there's no need for us to steal anyone's, all we have to do is focus on avoiding people." 

He nodded. "Alright, I can get with that." 

"Make sure to hold on tight, Shinsou-kun." She warned. 

Again, he nodded. 

Present Mic spoke up. "Formed your teams? Made your plans? Too bad if you haven't! Here we go! The countdown to this brutal battle royale! THREE... TWO... ONE! STAAART!" 

As expected, the teams dove straight for them. 

"HAHAHA! We're coming for you, Uchiha-chaaan~!" Hagakure sang. 

"YOUR ASSES ARE MINE, BUBBLEGUM BITCH AND EXTRA!" Bakugou roared. 

"I don't think so!" Sakura said brightly, before gripping Shinsou's legs tightly and disappearing from view. 

"AND UCHIHA DISAPPEARED AGAIN! WHERE DID SHE GO?!" 

Behind everyone, she thought, appearing at the other end of the stage. Above her, Shinsou was tense and shaky, eyes wide as he looked around wildly. 

"What... what?! How did we—?!" He gaped. The other teams were meters away in front of them and had yet to realize that where they actually were. 

"I'm really fast," Sakura said, not at all breathless. 

"Holy shit...!" A laugh bubbled from his throat. Initially, he was worried that the two of them wouldn't be able to protect the million-point headband, but with Sakura's supreme speed, it turned out there was no reason for him to worry at all. 

"Try not to throw up on me." She joked. 

"Don't worry about that," he chuckled. 

"There they are! Todoroki-kun!" Momo's voice cried out. Shouto's team had turned tail and was the first to notice them. They were now running as fast as they could. 

"Kaminari!" Todoroki barked. 

"On it!" 

"What do we do?" Shinsou muttered urgently as Kaminari began to shoot an electrifying attack. 

"This," Shinsou watched in intrigue as Sakura did some weird hand signals, moving so fast that her hands were practically a blur. Then, she carefully knelt down and said, "Doton: Doryuheki!" She slammed her hands on the ground and in front of them, and the ground suddenly shot up. A ten meter tall wall had been erected, separating them from the other side of the stage while also keeping everyone else out. 

Kaminari's attack struck the wall, but nothing happened. 

"HOW THE HELL DOES THAT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH HEALING?!" Kaminari wailed. 

Several jaws dropped, including Aizawa's. 

Up at the stadium, Kakashi was wiping an imaginary tear away from his eye. "I taught her that move." 

Gaara and Obito just rolled their eyes. 

"Uchiha," Shinsou uttered. "What the fuck is your Quirk?" 

"Chakra," was all she said as she stared proudly at her creation. She had only used that move a handful of times, so she was surprised to see how tall the wall was. Kakashi was probably proud of her for sure. 

"So we're pretty protected right?" He asked with a wide grin. 

"Yep," she nodded, beaming. "There's no way they could break through this wall so the only way to get to us is to fly over it. But not everyone in a single team could do that, which means they run the risk of breaking formation. So all in all, this is a pretty easy win." 

"We'll be in first place..." He breathed out. "Do you have any idea how amazing this is? No gen ed kid has ever gotten first place in anything in the sports festival. And you've done it twice." 

"I did say I was planning on winning." She pointed out. 

Shinsou shook his head in disbelief and together, they listened to the cries of desperation and outrage as time went by. 

She was so sadistic... Perhaps she'd been hanging around with Kakashi too much. His sadistic tendencies towards children were starting to rub off on her. 

"TIMES UP!" Present Mic screamed and Sakura decided to get rid of the mud wall she made. The aggravated looks sent their way made her giggle. "Let's see who the top four teams are right now! In first place... IS IT ANY SURPRISE?! TEAM SHINSOU WITH UCHIHA!"

Shinsou hopped off her shoulders and high-fived her. 

"In second place, Team Todoroki! In third, Team Bakugou! And in fourth, Team Midoriya! These four teams will proceed to the final event!" For some odd reason, Midoriya burst into tears. "We'll proceed to the afternoon portion after a one-hour lunch break! See you then! Hey, Eraserhead, wanna grab some food?" 

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Sakura was still high on victory when she threw herself at Kakashi, Gaara, and Obito when she spotted them at the dining hall. 

"First place! First place! Can you believe it?! I got first place!" She squealed as they each took turns throwing her around. Though Gaara—who treated her as if she were porcelain—merely gave her a timid hug before letting her go. 

"And you used the move I taught you," Kakashi said proudly, holding up a hand. 

She slapped it eagerly, accidentally using a little too much strength in her excitement. He hid his wince well. After that, they each grabbed their lunch before finding a table to settle in. Most shinobi would never eat food that wasn't made by themselves in fear that they could be poisoned by enemies, but with Sakura around, they knew they were safe. 

"Next round's gonna be a one-on-one fight." Obito reminded her. "Just how 'all-out' are you planning to be?" 

She blinked. "Um... Not completely of course," she didn't want to kill anyone after all. "Just, er..." 

"Genin to chunin level skills," Kakashi recommended. "These people were amazed just to see you running fast. So it's safe to say that they probably wouldn't be able to take one of your full-powered punches." 

"That's quite obvious... Not even a high-ranking shinobi could handle it." Gaara muttered, thinking about one of their many sparring matches they had while she was staying in Suna. Strength of a Hundred, more like Strength of a Million... It was a good thing he had his absolute defense. Thank you, mother. 

"The food here's so good!" Obito moaned in delight, practically inhaling his ramen. "Can't believe you get this every day in school...!" 

If only they had gizzard or salted tongue... then Gaara would agree with him. 

Meanwhile, a certain group of students were watching them with interest. 

"Uhhhh, isn't that one of the villains who attacked us at USJ?!" Kaminari freaked out, jabbing his chopstick at Obito's direction. 

Momo looked over and grimaced in disgust at the way he wolfed down his food. "Yes, but I believe Aizawa-sensei assured us that he was forced into it. He was released soon after." 

"Poor guy," Uraraka murmured sympathetically. "Do you think those scary villains gave him that scar...?!" 

"You know, he's kinda hot with it." Mina said appreciatively. 

"Mina-san!" Momo let out a scandalized gasp. 

Said girl shrugged. "What? I got eyes." 

"I wonder how they know each other..." Kirishima muttered to himself. 

"Maybe he's Kakashi-sensei's friend—" Hagakure suddenly gasped out loud. "Oh. My. God. Look! It's Gaara-san!" 

"Who?" The boys asked. They were hushed viciously as the girls tried to get a better look of the redhead sitting next to the dark haired man. 

"We ran into Gaara-san and Uchiha-san a few days ago while out shopping for dresses. We totally mistook them as a couple," Jiro explained. 

"They make it hard not to think so," Tsuyu shrugged. "Gaara obviously likes her, but I think Uchiha-chan's oblivious." 

"I think so too," Jiro nodded in agreement. "I mean look, the dude's blushing just because she gave him soy sauce. He's totally into her and she doesn't even realize it!"

They looked over and she was right. Gaara's face was a beet red, but soon something else caught their attention. Sakura must have had something on her face because Kakashi actually reached out and wiped it for her with a napkin. There was a brief look of surprise on her face before she said something—probably a 'thank you'. 

"Huh, he wasn't kidding when he said Uchiha-san was his favorite student ever. He seems to really favor her," Kirishima said innocently. 

Kaminari, however, gave him a look. To him, Kakashi seemed to like Sakura a little more than just a student. He had seen enough saucy American TV shows to recognize forbidden attraction. Kakashi was not only touching his ex-student more than he should, but he was also sitting way too close to her. Plus, he was probably the only one who saw the annoyed look the older man gave to Gaara after he caught him blushing. The only ones who didn't notice, besides Kaminari's tablemates, were Sakura and the dark-haired man, who were talking heatedly about something. 

"I managed to catch a Gigantamax Alcremie while you were gone," Obito said smugly. 

Sakura nearly choked on her water. "You what?!" 

"And I named it Sweetiepie," he added fuel to the flames, knowing very well that was what she wanted to nickname her Alcremie once she got one. "I'm gonna add her to my team." 

"You jerk! You already have a fairy type!" 

"Well, I'm gonna switch 'em." 

She gaped at him. "But you love your Grimmsnarl!" He used it for every battle! 

"I love my Sweetiepie more." He stated with a shit-eating grin. 

She wanted to smack him. For days she had been trying to find a Gigantamax Alcremie and he knew about it! He even said he wasn't interested in it since the design looked 'dumb', yet the lying backstabber went and caught one and had the audacity to steal her nickname for it! 

"You two are taking that game way too seriously." Kakashi muttered, rubbing his forehead. 

"You're not even a gamer, so shut up, Bakashi." Obito was kicked under the table for that comment. 

"If you're gonna steal my Gigantamax Alcremie, then I'm gonna steal your Giganatamax Charizard." She sneered at Obito before picking up her things and leaving to find a trashcan. 

Obito narrowed his eyes as she walked away. There was no way she would ever get her hands on that Pokemon before him. He'd make sure of it. 

"You guys are ridiculous," Gaara scoffed. 

Obito opened his mouth to argue only to catch sight of something. "Uh, what's going on?" 

The other two looked up to see Sakura talking with two members of class 1-A—two boys, to be specific—before she hurried back to them. 

"I have to go, apparently I'm supposed to get changed into a cheerleading uniform with the other girls?" Sakura said quickly before she left in a flash before they could say anything. 

"...Cheerleading uniform...?" They said in confusion. 

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Midoriya stood with his back pressed against the wall. Shouto stood before him, staring at him with a stony expression that made him want to shrink. 

"You wanted to talk? About what...?" He managed to say.

He received a cold glare.

"You overwhelmed me." Shouto stated. "So much that I broke my own pledge. Iida, Kaminari, Yaoyorozu, Tokoyami, Uraraka... none of them felt it. In that last instant, I was the only one feeling that pressure. It was the same as All Might's." 

Midoriya gulped. "So... what are you saying...?" 

Shouto's glare deepened as he questioned him, "Are you All Might's secret lovechild or something?" 

...What...? Was all Midoriya could think. 

"N-no! I mean, well, I'm denying that but... obviously if I really were his kid, I'd try to deny it, so I realize I don't sound very convincing here... but that's not it..." 

"'No, that's not it'." He quoted. "Interesting way to phrase it. There's definitely something you're hiding. I'm sure of it. You and Uchiha are the same." 

Uchiha-san?! 

"I wouldn't be surprised if she turns out to be your long lost sister or something..." 

WAIT, WHAT?!

"You know, my father is Endeavor. The second greatest hero of all time. So if you're somehow connected to the number one guy, then all the more reason for me to crush you."

Midoriya had no idea what was going on anymore. Too much information was suddenly being thrown at him. 

Shouto continued, "Yeah, he's gone all out to make a name for himself as a hero, but... he's always seen that living legend, All Might, as a roadblock and an eyesore. My father could never beat All Might on his own. So he came up with another plan."

"What's this about, Todoroki-kun? Why are you telling me this?" Midoriya asked hesitantly.

"Quirk Marriages," Shouto said, completely ignoring his question. "You've heard of them yeah?"

"H-huh...?" He had learned about them in middle school, but... 

"They started becoming a problem during the 2nd and 3rd generation after Quirks appeared... Strong individuals would choose a partner and force them into marriage for the sole purpose of passing on a strengthened version of their own Quirk. Those earlier generations were lacking in ethics. With his wealth and fame, my father made my mother's family agree to the marriage. All to get his hands on her Quirk. He raised me as a hero who could exceed All Might, just to fulfill his own ambitions."

Green eyes widened in realization. Hold on... is he saying...?

"I hate it!" He spat. "Being no more than a tool for that human garbage. As I remember it, mom was always crying... 'I can't stand to see that left side of yours'... she said, before throwing scalding water in my face. In short, not using my left side against you was my revenge on him. Never using my rotten father's Quirk... No... By rising to the top without using it, I'll have denied him everything."

We live in totally different worlds. It's chilling. Midoriya thought. We're both aiming for the top, but... we're still so different.

Shouto began to walk away. "Your connection with All Might... Keep it to yourself if you want. Either way, I'll rise above you with just my right side. Sorry for wasting your time."

Midoriya stepped forward. "I've... always had help," he began, making Shouto stop. "No matter the situation... I... I've only come this far because other people helped me. All Might... I wanna be like him... for that, I have to become the strongest. It might seem like a lame motivation compared to yours... But I'm gonna lose. All the people who've helped me... That's how I'll repay them. Let me return your declaration of way with my own... I'm... I'm gonna beat you!"

Shouto said nothing and continued walking away. 

Little did they know, they had an eavesdropper. 

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A charming looking redhead sat outside of a cafe with an elderly woman, his hazel eyes having been plastered on the digital billboards that were attached to the tall buildings. The UA Sports Festival was streaming on the largest one and everyone was watching it.

An amused smirk crawled over his face as the screen zoomed in to a group of girls dressed in little orange uniforms—'cheerleaders' he heard someone say. His eyes never strayed from the pink haired girl on the screen and his amusement only grew when she began to sport the pretty pink blush on her face.

"Wipe that look off your face," the elderly woman across from him chided. "You look like a creep."

"Shut up, hag" he replied automatically. "I'm going to pay the brat a little visit. It's been a while since I've seen her."

"I'll come with you—"

"—Ugh—" he scowled.

"—Because I'm curious as to how she got here." The woman finished.

He gave her a look of great contempt as he rose to his feet. "Fine. But don't get in my way." 

— author's note —

Pretty sure the new characters are obvious, but guess anyways lol

The next chapter will feature all the matches. I hope you don't mind, but I'll be glossing over most of them with the exception of Sakura's matches of course. 

The students when Sakura crushes their hopes and dreams without breaking a sweat: 

Sakura: 

The creeper at the end of the chapter to Sakura: