The training for the sports festival began. Everyone was focusing on their training, so we would do well. We all wanted to be noticed at the upcoming festival and the only way that would happen is by being the best. I would train with my grandmother every day – running all of her crazy drills. We would go to the forest and I would practice my Quirk there by summoning lightning and striking down on just one tree at a time. I needed to practice my aiming.

"What do you feel when you're aiming?" My grandmother asked me as I took a sip of my water. Sweat was beading on my forehead and I wiped it away with the back of my hand.

"I feel the lightning in the sky. It's like I can feel it at the top of my head. When it comes to focusing, I keep my gaze on the one tree and I try to let the lightning bolt go straight down. It's like, I feel it start at the top of my head, right? And then I feel it go straight down my body in a straight line and when it wavers – that's when I don't aim properly." I tried to explain what I was feeling to my grandmother.

"I see. At least we know what you need to do to make it aim, but you also need to work on intensity. This could become a very strong attack for you, but you need to work on how strong you're going to make it. That way, you can change how much you'll paralyze someone with it. It can go form moderate to deadly." My grandmother explained to me. I sighed and lied down on the grass.

"I don't want to be deadly." I whined.

"When it comes down to a battle with a villain, I would rather they were killed by you than you being killed by them." She admitted. I looked over to my grandmother and saw her looking at her water bottle in her hand. She was sitting on the stump of an old tree. My grandmother used to have black hair just like mine, but it was not all white a grey due to her age and stress over the years.

"Do you miss it?" She looked at me with a confused face. The one thing we both had in common were the colour of our eyes. "Do you miss being a pro?"

"All the time." She smiled to herself. "I remember when your grandfather and I would work together on missions. It was funny because your grandfather was the softest person when he wasn't working. I would always tell him that he lets people walk all over him and he would just smile at me and say, 'you always see it from the outside view'. But when we were in battle, he was a completely different person. He was so strong and powerful." Watching my grandmother remembering her youth was one of the most surreal experiences I could ever have. It was like she was watching it play all over again as she tried to describe it to me. "I miss working with him the most. We were a force to be reckoned with."

"I miss him too." I mumbled as I looked back up at the sky. It was now a light blue since I stopped using my Quirk. My grandfather has past away two years prior due to a hit and run. It was a rainy night and he was out with his friends playing cards. He was on his way home when he got hit by a car. The culprit was never found.

"He would've been so proud of you." I looked over at my grandmother. "You're doing what you've always wanted."

"I'll become pro, grandma. I'll do it."

My heart pounded in my chest. My body was covered in sweat. The clothes on my back were basically soaked at this point. My hair was a mess in its tied up ponytail. My breathing was now staggered, but I needed to finish this. I dropped low once he went to hit me and swiped my leg at his ankles, sending him falling onto his back. As he fell, I sat down on my butt and tried to regain my breath.

"I think that's the first time I've won in months, Sho." I breathed as I looked at him. He was lying on his back with his arms spread out. His chest was moving up and down at such a rapid pace. I crawled over to him and lied down beside him.

"You've gotten faster." He commented on my speed.

"I think it's the boot camps." I admitted.

"Your grandmother has been going crazy again?" He asked.

"You already know it. She's a tough one to please." I sighed.

"Well you can't complain if it's making you stronger. Like you said, this is the first time you've beaten me in months." Shoto said.

"I know. I don't think I remember what it's like to wake up not sore." I laughed to myself. Every morning since I started my training I've woken up to sore muscles that were growing to become stronger. "But I'm feeling confident about the festival. I think I'll be able to perform well! Maybe we can fight it out for the top spot?" I looked at him and wiggled my eyebrows at the crazy thought of the two of us making it to the finals.

"I'd win."

"Huh?" I sat up straight at his words and twisted my body to face him. "I would totally beat you! My strong Quirk and my fast movements." I began to slice at the air with my hands in a dramatic motion. Next thing I knew, I was being pinned onto the floor of the studio by Shoto. His hands gripped at my wrists as he held my arms above my head. He straddled my waist as he looked down at me. His hair was soaked from his sweat and was now stuck to the sides of his face. The sweat on his body made his defined muscles glisten in the sunlight. For me, it felt like time had stopped. I scoffed and rolled my eyes at him, trying to hide my nervousness. I was lucky that my face was already red from our sparring match, so he wouldn't think that my cheeks were red because of him. "You caught me off guard." Shoto got off of me and walked over to his water as he said,

"You should already know to never let your guard down." He grabbed his water and took a swig at it.

"Yes, sir, oh Shoto, sir." I said as I saluted him and walked over to my water. As I chugged in some water I picked up my phone and saw the time. "Shit!" I quickly began to place my belongings into my backpack.

"What's wrong?" Shoto asked.

"I'm having tea with Yaoyorozu today. Looks like our match took longer than normal. I need to make sure I shower before heading over. Can't let her family think I live like a pig." I panicked as I finished putting my stuff away. I quickly placed it all in my bag and began to leave.

"Rai." I turned around to look at Shoto, who was standing with his water bottle in hand. Seeing him standing there made my heart begin to thump again as I saw just how attractive he was after we sparred. It reminded me as to why I enjoyed sparring with him. "Bye."

"See you later!" I waved my hand as I started to walk away from him.

I was aware that Yaoyorozu was rich, but her home was a different level than what I had originally thought. She lived in a mansion! There were butlers and maids in the house. She nonchalantly brought me into the garden for tea and my mind was completely blown away. It was fully landscaped with hedges, flowers and water features. We were sitting in one of the many shaded areas in the garden. We had the perfect view to look at the large fountain that was in the middle of the gardens. Everywhere you looked, there were flowers that all looked too perfect to be real.

"Kimura?" I slowly turned my head towards Yaoyorozu. My mouth was gaping open from the utter shock that I was now processing.

"Your place is amazing!" I practically yelled.

"Thank you! Mother and father had some renovations done. The gardeners also do an impeccable job keeping up the grounds." Yaoyorozu said. I was amazed by how normal this was for her. This was a home I had only dreamed about, but it surpassed every dream I ever had about what a mansion would look like.

"Can I just say something?" I asked her. Yaoyorozu looked at me with a confused face. Suddenly, a lady came out with our tea and placed the pot down in front of us after handing us our cups. There was an array of afternoon tea snacks at our table already. "Thank you." I thanked the kind lady for handing us our tea.

"What were you going to say, Kimura?" Yaoyorozu prodded.

"I just wanted to say that you're incredible. You live in such a beautiful home and live such an expensive life, but you're so down to earth. It's so hard to find such nice people now a days, but I'm just really happy I met you." I shook my head from embarrassment after Yaoyorozu never said anything. "Sorry if I've made this tea party weird all of a sudden. I have a bad habit of just speaking."

"No no! I was just so touched by what you said, Kimura. Thank you so much. It means a lot, coming from somebody like you." Yaoyorozu said as she looked at me.

"Someone like me?" I was confused by her wording. I was just an average girl with nothing special happening in her life. All I wanted was to become a hero.

"You're also very nice and very funny. I can tell that you don't give yourself much credit, but, honestly, you're an amazing girl. I never got a chance to properly thank you for saving me at USJ." I waved my hand at what she said.

"You don't need to thank me. Obviously I wasn't going to leave you guys there to fend for yourselves. We're friends, right?" I smiled at her.

"See! It's stuff like that. Thank you, Kimura, for being such a lovely friend. Your quick thinking is always appreciated in class and in battle." Yaoyorozu complimented me.

"Thank you, Yaoyorozu. It means a lot." We smiled at each other after our exchange of compliments. "Now let's talk about normal teenage things. How has your training been going?"

"It's been good. I've read up on a lot of different objects that I'd be able to use. Also, I've been practicing on making them as well. I think it'll benefit me." Yaoyorozu said. "How has your training been going?" She began to sip at her tea and eat one of the scones that were provided to us.

"That's great! Mine's been good. My grandmother has been super hard on my training recently, but it'll all workout in the end. Shoto and I sparred today and I actually won which got me really excited! I haven't beaten him in forever and I think the last time I did, he was sick, so it wasn't even a fair spar." I told her.

"Speaking of which, you and Todoroki are good friends, right?" Yaoyorozu questioned. I had a piece of a small finger sandwich in my mouth as I nodded my head. "Just friends?"

"Yes…well…I like to think so…it's kind of complicated." I was nervous by the way she was asking these questions. "Why?"

"I was just wondering. I know you two are always together and you're very close, so I thought there was something more going on." I nearly choked on my tea.

"With me and Shoto? Oh no! There's nothing going on! We're just friends." I explained.

"Well that's a shame. I think you two would be the cutest couple!" Yaoyorozu excitedly said.

"What?" I practically yelled. She laughed at my outburst.

"Something tells me that you'd like that." She teased.

"No no no!" I waved my hand in front of me.

"I think Shoto would as well." I looked at her with a confused face. "I see the way he looks at you, Kimura. I think he likes you too."

"There's absolutely no way he'd like me. He looks at me because I'm the only person he talks to in class." I told her.

"I'm just saying. I think there's something going on between you two and I'm not the only one in class who thinks so." She sipped at her tea as she casually mentioned this information.

"What? You guys are talking about us?" I was surprised by what she said to me.

"At least it's not bad things." She defended.

"I can't believe this is happening." I sighed in defeat.

"Well, if you two were to start dating then I'm sure we, as a class, would be very pleased."

"We're not dating!"

We got 3 different people in this chapter! Grandma, Todoroki and Yaoyorozu!

1) Grandma is one of my favourite characters! Such a funny lady!

2) JUST KISS THE BOY MIRAI!

3) Yaoyorozu is such a good girl friend! Love her! I'm shipping this friendship!