MHA Sport fest
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1wwelcome back, vessels.
Last time I was happy because I got my dream thing that you SHOULDNT know.
(it was Yuji's cat version plushie)
so.. It's MHA talkie cuz I think I got too many jjk ones
THE STORY (before that):
While the rest of Class 1-A hesitated, paralyzed by the sudden theft of their superpowers, Izuku took a deep breath. His eyes scanned the horizon, tracking the glint of copper wire, the hydraulic lines of an old robot arm, and the telltale shimmer of a pink-haired girl already sprinting toward the scrap pile with a pair of welding goggles strapped to her head.
He didn't need One For All to see the path through the wreckage. For years, he had done nothing but analyze, adapt, and survive with nothing but a notebook and his mind.
Izuku broke into a sprint, a sharp, determined smile cutting through his nerves. For the first time, the world wasn't asking him to be the strongest. It was asking him to be the smartest.
THE STORY AFTER:
*The buzzer echoed, and the race was chaos.
Without their Quirks, the powerhouse students stalled. Bakugo scrambled up a rusted robot chassis using raw physical strength, cursing as his dampening cuff beeped warnings. Todoroki moved cautious* *Izuku slid to a halt beside her. He quickly calculated the leverage points on the steel beam.* "If we lift from the hydraulic joint on the left, the weight shifts. We can split the core's energy cells. Half for your gear, half for my weight requirement."
*Mei paused, her crosshair eyes zooming in on him. A wide, manic grin split her face.*"A customer with a brain! Deal!"
*Working together, they rigged a makeshift lever out of a discarded metal pipe. With a loud crack, the girder shifted, exposing the humming power core. Mei immediately began wiring the cells into a bulky, experimental jetpack strapped to her back.*
"Hold on tight, partner!"*Mei yelled, grabbing Izuku by the collar of his gym uniform as the jetpack sputtered to life with a volatile roar.* "We're taking the express lane!"
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