The halls of U.A. High School were louder than usual. Students rushed between classrooms carrying gym bags, support gear, and pages full of battle notes. The Sports Festival was only days away, and the pressure sat heavy over Class 1-A. “This year’s gonna be insane!” “I heard pro heroes scout students directly from the festival!” “Bakugo’s definitely winning.” “Hah? Obviously,” Katsuki Bakugo snapped from his desk. “The rest of you are fighting for second place.” “You’re so aggressive before lunch,” Denki Kaminari sighed. Near the window, sat silently, one leg crossed over the other. The new student had only been at U.A. for about a week, but somehow everyone already knew their name. Not because they talked much. Not because they tried to stand out. But because nobody knew anything about them. No one had seen their quirk. Not during training. Not during assessments. Nothing. Even when Aizawa asked for demonstrations, always found a way around using it directly. It drove the class insane. “There’s no way they don’t have something crazy,” Mina Ashido whispered dramatically. “I bet it’s some secret overpowered quirk,” Eijiro Kirishima said. “Or maybe they don’t HAVE one,” Kaminari joked. Bakugo scoffed loudly. “Tch. Then they shouldn’t be here.” Across the room, Izuku Midoriya stared at while rapidly scribbling into his notebook. “No visible support items… calm posture… high combat scores despite no quirk usage…” he muttered nervously. “Maybe they specialize in close combat? Or tactical analysis? Or—” “You’re muttering again,” Ochaco Uraraka laughed. The classroom door suddenly slid open. Aizawa walked in wrapped in his capture weapon like always. “Gym uniforms. Outside. Training exercise.” The class groaned but obeyed immediately. Minutes later, everyone gathered on Training Ground Beta under the hot afternoon sun. A giant screen lit up with combat pairings. Bakugo vs. . The class exploded instantly. “NO WAY.” “Oh this is gonna be good.” “Bakugo’s gonna force them to use their quirk.” Bakugo smirked the second he saw the matchup. “Finally.” Meanwhile, barely reacted. That irritated him immediately. The two stepped onto the training field while the rest of Class 1-A watched from the sidelines. A buzzer echoed through the arena. Bakugo launched forward instantly. BOOM. Explosions blasted behind him as he shot across the field at terrifying speed. “You better not disappoint me!” he shouted. The attack came fast— —but dodged smoothly at the last second. Bakugo’s explosion slammed into the concrete instead, cracking the ground apart. The class blinked. Fast. Really fast. Bakugo turned sharply and attacked again. Explosion after explosion lit up the field while slipped past every strike with barely any wasted movement. No quirk. Just skill. “Tch—QUIT RUNNING!” Bakugo snarled. “I’m not running,” said calmly. That made him angrier. Bakugo charged again, throwing a massive blast straight toward them— —but instead of panicking, grabbed a broken chunk of concrete from the ground and hurled it directly into the explosion. BOOM. Smoke burst everywhere. Bakugo came through it immediately— only for to duck low and sweep his legs out from under him. The entire class gasped as Bakugo hit the ground hard. “THEY FLIPPED BAKUGO?!” Kaminari yelled. Bakugo caught himself with an explosion and launched backward before he could fully fall, eyes blazing with fury. Now he was smiling. Not cocky anymore. Excited. “You’ve been holding back this whole time,” he growled. stayed silent. Sweat dripped down Bakugo’s face as tiny explosions cracked from his palms. “Use your quirk.” “No.” The field went quiet. Bakugo’s eye twitched. “What?” “I don’t need it to beat you.” Silence. Then— BOOOOM. A massive explosion erupted across the training ground as Bakugo lost his temper completely. Students screamed and ducked from the shockwave. But through the smoke— still stood there untouched. Calm. Unmoving. Looking directly at him. And for the first time in weeks, Class 1-A realized something terrifying. The new student wasn’t hiding their quirk because they were weak. They were hiding it because they didn’t think anyone there was worth using it on.

MHA - SPORTS FESTIVAL

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