Bakugo soared towards Enso with repeatable blasts coming behind him, then spiraling himself to swing his leg at him.

Enso took a deep breath.

"Snipe Style"

His colors turned of yellow, and he vanished from his spot as Bakugo's kick came, missing him entirely.

"He sped up!"

Bakugo flipped onto his feet and slid along the ground in a crouching manner, keeping vigilant for where Enso would be.

He heard a 'woosh' behind him, making Bakugo snap his head back while already aiming a hand.

"SHINE!"

He unleashed a large explosion behind him.

After a second of silence, he heard someone behind him.

"Your reaction time is impressive..."

Bakugo looked shocked but didn't hesitate to swing another arm at an attempt to explode Enso behind him.

His arm was knocked up by an uppercut palm strike, resulting in the boy's explosion to be redirected upward rather than forward.

"Tsk!" Bakugo took a step away and tried to lift up his other hand to fire, but by then, Enso already thrusted another palm right into the boy's chest.

An echo of the slam rang throughout the arena as Bakugo was sent flying backward straight.

"Damn it!" He felt pissed as he forced his arms behind him and blasted forward at Enso again.

"So aggressive..." Enso opened his arms and palms, surrounding himself in blue.

"Punk Style-Mind Storm."

Dozens of small blue spheres materialized from his hands and shot right for Bakugo.

Bakugo maneuvered passed these orbs with multiple well-timed explosions in the air, ducking and jerking himself to the side as he got closer to Enso. However, once these orbs passed by the boy, they circled back and continued to home in him.

Bakugo noticed the lack of explosions behind him and glanced back to see the orbs still coming for him.

"Tsk!" He stopped going forward and rapidly spun in place while letting out continuative explosions, surrounding himself in a giant cloud of smoke to obscure his location to Enso.

Enso narrowed his eyes and closed his palms, directing all the energy orbs right into the middle of the clouds of smoke. They collided with one another, resulting in a combination of blue explosions merging into one large one.

Enso's hair blew behind him from the winds of the powerful explosion, lowering his arms as he stared at the spectacle.

He detected someone from the corner of his eye, noticing him go behind.

"Brute Style-"

"SHINE!"

Bakugo swung his palm, and his explosion covered the vast area forward while sending himself jumping back.

He slid on his feet with a grin, watching the black smoke created by his quirk slowly disperse away.

"-Bulk Up." He heard Enso finish.

Bakugo's eyes widened as the smoke cleared to reveal his opponent with white eyes and a white barrier.

He snarled at him. "Damn you and your little force field."

Bakugo stood up straight and casually pointed his right palm behind him, suddenly exploding forward towards Enso again.

Enso's reactions kicked in, and he swung an arm as Bakugo got close, but the explosive teen blasted his palm underneath himself, jumping over him and flying behind.

Enso glanced behind him just as Bakugo pointed a palm back yet again, firing himself at him with his feet sticking out with the intend to dropkick him. Enso jumped to the side and avoided the massive slam to the ground, even noticing some cracks emerging on the cement floor. He didn't waste any time to jump forward and punch Bakugo in the chest, uppercut the boy, and then jumped while spinning before performing a heavy kick that sent him flying.

"Bastard!" Bakugo flipped himself in the air and blasted forward again towards Enso, then pointing both of his palms upward.

Enso had landed on the ground and saw Bakugo momentarily above him. Bakugo let out explosions upward to send himself straight down at his opponent, forcing Enso to jump back as the boy slammed his palms to the ground as he released two more explosions.

Bakugo didn't waste any time, he immediately launched upward at Enso in the air while reaching his right hand for him.

Enso narrowed his eyes and swung his leg in an overhead kick, slamming Bakugo's hand upward and redirecting another sudden explosion away.

Bakugo's mind flashed back to when Izuku did the same thing during their first indoor hero training exercise.

"These fucking nerds..."

"NOT THIS TIME!" Rather than retreat out of worry of a counterattack, Bakugo used his other hand behind him to propel himself forward and slam his body right into his opponent's, leading with his shoulder.

"He learned from Izuku doing this before!" Enso though in irritation as he flew back with Bakugo on him.

Bakugo grinned as he moved his other hand down intending to grab Enso, but the boy managed to kick Bakugo away to separate each other, both then landing several yards away from each other.

Once landing, Bakugo positioned his hands so that one was over his head and aiming behind him, while the other was near ground level and pointing forward.

He gritted his teeth as he repeatedly unleashed explosions from the opposite pointing hands, resulting in him spinning forward as a literal flaming wheel towards Enso.

"To think he comes up with these techniques himself!"

Enso crossed his arms, and his white aura brightened.

"Brute-Style- Bulk Up."

His aura visibly got denser before Bakugo's spiraling wheel of explosions crashed into him and repeatedly connected into multiple hits.

"Nngh!" Enso ignored the chaining explosions and mustered his strength upward, throwing the wheel that was Bakugo behind him in the air.

The boy immediately got out of his spinning. He turned his body while pointing his palms behind him, letting out two explosions in unison to send himself firing at Enso with a hand reaching out.

Enso turned around as Bakugo came down at him, jumping back right before the living time bomb slammed down so hard that some chips of cement flew upward.

In a split second, Bakugo grinned and exploded forward once on the ground, reaching forward and managing to grab Enso's flowing hair.

Enso's eyes widened as Bakugo yanked him forward by the hair, forcing the boy's chest to press against his other palm.

He let out an explosion point-blank on his chest, launching Enso away like a cannonball.

"Bakugo is ruthless! But the hair!? Man, really!?"

Bakugo glanced up, "SHUT IT OR I'LL RIP THAT ROCK-STAR WANNABE HAIR RIGHT FROM YOUR HEAD!"

"GAH!?" Present Mic turned black and white and comedically fell from his chair.

"K-Kacchan is scary!" Izuku shivered comedically.

Enso opened his eyes and spun himself to land on his feet, skidding backward in a crouching manner until he came to a complete stop. He glanced down at his burnt uniform with shadows over his eyes.

"So that's how it's gonna be..." He grumbled.

Bakugo turned back to Enso with a grin and blasted towards him.

At the same time, Enso took a deep breath, his aura changing back to yellow.

"Snipe Style-"

His yellow aura violently vibrated.

"-Piercing shot."

He blasted forward, leaving visible cracks from the spot he was just standing.

Bakugo's eyes widened as he saw the yellow blur come at him in blazing speeds. He tried to point his palms forward to explode, but Enso had come too fast. The boy's fist connected into his stomach in one giant punch, forcing all the air out of his body and causing his head and limbs to jerk forward by the sudden impact.

Before Bakugo could even get launched back from his punch, Enso reached his other hand forward and grabbed the boy's blonde hair. He gripped it tightly and pulled Bakugo over him in an arc, swinging him down and slamming the boy on his back against the concrete.

Bakugo bounced several feet off the ground from the impact, coughing out whatever air he had left in his stomach. Enso continued and front-flipped as Bakugo bounced up, using both of his hands to grab the boy's head as he flipped to pull him in the flip too. He flipped the two of them in an entire 360 degrees before swinging Bakugo and throwing him down to the ground, slamming him downward.

He then landed ahead of him, dusting his hands and glancing back to glare back at the boy on the ground.

Izuku shivered with an agape mouth and shadows over his eyes.

"I-I think Kacchan made him mad..."

The girls couldn't help but shake nervously at the thought of getting their hair pulled like that.

"At least he returned the favor." Mic grinned in satisfaction.

Bakugo struggled to catch his breath while sprawled out on the ground, but soon he was gritting his teeth and already using his arms to push himself back up with a very pissed off glare.

"You... bastard..." He hissed.

"Hmph, you started it." Enso pointed out as gently started to finger through his own hair.

Bakugo's eyes dilated in anger. He shakingly got back to his feet with his palms sparking again.

"You're dead."

"I beg to differ."

Enso got into a sprinter's stance, the aura of his Snipe Style vibrating as he charged up.

"Snipe Style-Rapid Fire."

He blasted forward with his hands close and balled into fists.

Bakugo swiped his hand to the ground as Enso got near, blasting at the concrete and sending several stones forward.

Enso stopped and rapidly punched each piece of cement that came at him with ease.

Bakugo came afterword with his knee forward, intending on slamming it into his head.

Enso saw him coming and swerved his body to the side, avoiding the attack with squinting eyes. He tried to take the chance to reach up and grab the boy, but Bakugo had already pointed his hands down and unleashed two explosions. The force sent him back in the air while slightly burning Enso's hand in the process, much to his annoyance.

"Brute Style." His body shined white, and he got into a boxer's stance, hands balled into fists and positioning them defensively in front of him.

Bakugo landed and saw Enso going back into a previous style, making him grit his teeth in frustration.

"Stop screwing around..."

Enso raised an eyebrow.

Bakugo clenched his hands into fists with a look of anger.

"Am I not strong enough to make you use it?!"

Enso slowly lowered his arms.

"..."

"Use the power that you used on Deku! Use it that last style of yours! I want an indisputable first place! I can't get that even if I beat scum that underestimates me! There's no point if I can't get higher up than Deku!"

Everyone was starting to get quiet as they heard Bakugo's shouting.

Bakugo opened his palms and small explosions came from them, his pupils shaking in his eyes in anger.

"Use it! Let me kill you while you use it! Right here, right now!"

Hearing those words made Enso ball his hands into fists, causing cracking sounds as he did so.

He formed shadows over his eyes, he took a deep breath, and his white aura slowly faded away to nothing.

He looked down, to which everyone saw him visibly open his right palm, where an object slowly started to develop on it.

"He's forming his dagger!?" Izuku could feel his heartbeat increase.

"You'll kill me... huh?" The boy faintly said over to Bakugo.

Bakugo grinned as he saw the dagger and the black colors of a flame-like aura starting to develop around Enso.

Enso raised his head enough that a single red eye flashed at Bakugo.

"Just like how you told Izuku to kill himself?"

Bakugo felt a chill in his spine and his eyes widened in shock.

"Wha-!?"

The explosive boy didn't even get a chance to speak when Enso suddenly appeared right in front of him. Bakugo felt his body grow cold as he only saw a black silhouette with a piercing red eye and a dagger reflecting Bakugo's own reflection in the red light of the eye.

Bakugo shoved his hands forward let out two massive explosions, sending himself back to make some distance between him and Enso.

"What the hell was tha- MMPH!?" Bakugo suddenly felt a palm grab his face, discovering that Enso had somehow already caught up to him.

He tried to move his palms forward to blast him off, but Enso suddenly shoved the boy down and slammed the back of his head into the ground, the force kicking up many loose pieces of cement from the arena. His red eye seemed to give a dim red to the entire area floor, the black of his aura giving the shade of red a blood color from how they blended in.

So many people gasped at the sight of sudden power, but those with the sharpest of senses detected what it was that Enso had said to Bakugo before the attack.

Momo and Ochako looked horrified at what they heard.

"Wait... Wh-What did he j-just-?" Ochako turned her head in almost a robot-like manner in Izuku's direction.

"H-He didn't, Izuku never told me- Wha-?" Momo's speech was broken as she processed what she heard. When Izuku had told her about Bakugo, he had never told her what she had just heard in the most chilling voice. Her palms shook as she glanced over at the emerald boy's direction.

"Izuku...?"

Izuku didn't even know if he heard that right, or maybe he was just hoping that he didn't hear that right. He didn't even notice that nearly his entire class had glanced at him several times. He just kept staring at the battle with his eyes wholly engrossed and his ears more attentive than ever before.

The back of Bakugo's head bled, but the boy grit his teeth and forced his palms up, sending two explosions that forced Enso to let go of his face and backflip back.

He landed on his feet low to the ground, holding his dagger in a backhand manner with his furrowed brow visible.

Bakugo got sat up and panted, glaring daggers at his opponent. There was a whole new aura of intimidation just leaking from Enso, which could just be the black aura of his Reaper of Worlds Style, but Bakugo could feel something different. The moment he brought up the nerd, there was a different feeling emitting from Enso, a menacing atmosphere that felt as if it was meant to pressure him more than anyone else.

Bakugo didn't know whether to be angry or confused. "You... We were in class... You weren't-!"

"If you wanna be a hero that badly, there's a quick way to do it. Believe that you'll be born with a quirk in your next life and take a last chance dive off the roof."

Bakugo felt his heart stop for a moment. "How... How do you-?"

"I was there." His voice hissed.

"Wha-?" Bakugo could feel a bead of sweat trailing down the side of his head.

"Wh-What?" Mina's yellow irises had shrunken down in fear of what she heard.

Jiro looked completely pissed off, tightly holding her hands into fists. "I'm gonna kill him..."

She felt Tsu's hand hold hers, the frog girl trying to look calm, but clearly distraught about what she heard as well.

Toru curled into a ball in her seat.

Bakugo looked down and felt his anger building up again.

"Why... Why are you bringing up that nerd now!?"

Enso spun his dagger in his hand, holding it upright and tightly gripping it as he pointed it at his opponent.

"Why? Because it was you that made him suffer so much. You've crushed his self-confidence, you made him feel weak, you caused him to be so nervous and timid all this time."

Bakugo felt his blood begin to boil, "Good! That's how he should feel!" he yelled back.

Enso's eyes dilated as he suddenly blasted forward again, leaving a crater behind.

Bakugo held his hands close to each other, where he concentrated a sphere of light between his hands.

He closed his eyes as he shouted. "Stun Grenade!"

The light between his hands suddenly exploded into a large-scale flash, igniting the arena in a blinding light that forced many people to shield their eyes.

Enso tried closing his eyes before the blast but had taken some of the light in them. He stopped and rubbed his eyes with his hand, but realized that he didn't have the time to try and rub them back to get his full vision back. Instead, he took a deep breath and crouched down, listening carefully to his surroundings.

He heard some explosions circling around him, listening as they got close and far. As he heard someone clearly blasting close, so he rolled to the side as he listened to a flying fist soar over him.

He heard the sound of explosions propel the person back, to which Enso did the splits to duck even lower as an explosion occur right above him as his opponent passed by.

Enso didn't hesitate to get on his back and stick his legs outward in the air, rapidly spinning circularly to disperse all the smoke away.

He heard someone land farther from him, to which he guessed that the smoke had dispersed and Bakugo had retreated. He pushed himself back onto his feet, then opening his eyes to find his vision nearly returning.

Bakugo was crouching with an irritated look.

"Tch! Of course, you could still fight through that you bastard..."

Enso just glared at him.

Bakugo then stuck his hands to the ground and blasted it, sending a large chunk upward and at an angle that flew at Enso.

Enso took a deep breath and looked down.

"Reaper Of Worlds Style-"

He tightly gripped his dagger and his red eyes flashed.

"-Reaper's Harvest."

He slashed his dagger at the stone with blinding strikes, to which the giant piece of cement suddenly flashed white and splitting apart everywhere.

But a small splatter of blood landed on Enso's face, the boy noticing it and who it had come from.

He saw Bakugo with a shocked expression. Backing up in the air with a visible cut that went across his cheek, noticeably bleeding.

Turns out, Bakugo had tried to hide behind the large stone to ambush Enso the moment he blasted it apart, but the swift slices were so fast and large-scaled that Bakugo didn't expect it. He had tried to retreat back, but one of the slashes had got to his cheek.

The explosive teen blasted forward to propel himself back, landing on his feet in a stumble before keeping low to the ground. He used his hand to feel the cut on his cheek, then looking frustrated that he got it.

When he glanced ahead, he saw the dust from the cement slightly obscuring Enso. But he could see his own blood on his opponent's cheek, the same area that he was just sliced at.

Enso had a cold gaze at him.

"Why...?"

Bakugo got back to his feet and wiped away the blood on his cheek.

"Why what?" Bakugo growled.

"Why make Izuku always feel so worthless? Why did you always torment him?"

"SHUT IT AND KEEP FIGHTING!" Bakugo let his anger overtake him as he ran towards Enso, keeping his palms to his sides.

Enso dissolved his dagger away and ran at Bakugo with just his hands.

Bakugo pointed a hand downward and blasted slightly upward, swinging his leg at Enso.

Enso ducked under Bakugo's kick and did a roll to avoid an immediate explosion that came after.

Bakugo exploded right back at Enso, aggressively trying to land an attack of some sort.

Enso got back to his feet and, without even looking back, he twirled to the side to avoid Bakugo's hand reaching out to him.

Bakugo was just about to turn his head when he felt two arms wrap around him from behind him and grab his wrists, holding them in place pointed downward.

"Let go, bastard!" Bakugo shouted, struggling to get out of the boy's hold.

"Why do you hate him?" Enso sternly said, his grip getting harder. "What has he done to you for you to believe that he deserved all that pain? What made you feel that you had the right to bully him?"

Bakugo tensed up as a memory started to flash through his mind, but he shook his head furiously to focus on the fight.

"GET OFF!" He sent two explosions downward from his palms, sending Enso and himself flying backwards in the air.

Enso pulled Bakugo over him and flung the boy away with a mighty swing, sending him flying farther.

Bakugo spiraled from the throw but used another explosion from his palms to flip himself, yet stumbling back as he landed.

He didn't even get a chance to readjust before Enso emerged in front of him with glaring red eyes.

"Why?" His fist slammed into Bakugo's stomach.

"oNNGHPH!" Bakugo's head jerked forward wand he could almost feel himself puking.

"Are you proud now!?" Enso uppercut Bakugo with a fist, he grabbed his head and slammed it down into his knee, then roundhouse kicked him on the side of his head. "What did he do to deserve that?!"

Bakugo tried not about it; he struggled in his thoughts, which reflected on his sudden trouble in his current fight. He released an explosion from his right hand in a desperate attempt to make space, but Enso had just gotten closer and moved his arm to the side.

"What. Happened?" Enso whispered, before one final punch connected into Bakugo's chest.

Bakugo felt launched back, to which the world mysteriously started to slow down around him. He saw his arms reaching in the air and his vision darkening. Sweat flew off of him in all directions, and he felt all the pain momentarily stop.

More images flashed through his mind, images he had thought about for nearly every day of his life whenever he saw Izuku. His memories, his childhood, their childhood.

He didn't even notice as he felt a hand grab his forehead.

"Memory Breach." Was all he heard left before his thoughts turned dark.


~{Ten Years Ago}~

"Wow, Kacchan!"An innocent child's voice praised.

"This is easy!" Another one shouted.

The four-year-old nicknamed Kacchan effortlessly juggled an orange ball with his knees, maintaining a big grin on his face. Beside him, a four-year-old Izuku stood there watching in awe with his own green ball.

"Let's see what you can do, Izuku!" Kacchan challenged as he caught his orange ball.

"Okay!"Izuku squeaked excitingly, holding his own ball tightly in his hands.

At the first attempt to do the same thing, the green ball immediately hit the small boy's head, making him fall on his behind.

"O-Ow…" he uttered out as he rubbed his head.

Kacchan grinned at him with a chuckle, "Izuku, you really can't do anything, can you?"

The memory faded away, and a new one emerged. Izuku and Kacchan both stood at the same park again, only there were three other kids with them, the three people who used to be part of his squad.

Kacchan pointed at a yellow pale with Izuku's name on it.

"You can read the characters for 'Izuku' as 'Deku,' you know?"

"Kacchan, you can read?!" one of the kids asked, impressed that he could already perform such a feat.

"You can't?"Kacchan smugly responded.

He then looked towards Izuku.

"And 'Deku' means someone who can't do anything!"

"Really?" the other kids asked as they turned to Izuku.

The newly nicknamed Deku held his head down with a sad expression.

"Stop it, Kacchan…"

That memory vanished too, where another one manifested in place.

Deku and Kacchan stood at the edge of a lake, where the same three other kids from the previous memory were there too. Kacchan threw a stone and skipped it across the river for an impressive length.

"Kacchan, how many times did yours skip!?"One of the kids asked him in awe.

"Seven!"Kacchan declared proudly.

"Wow, that's Kacchan for you!"another one praised.

Kacchan turned his head and looked at Deku with a smirk.

"How about you, Deku?"he asked in a proud, arrogant tone.

Deku looked down in shame, "Z-Zero times…"

Kacchan and the other kids laughed at him.

Once again, everything turned black before gaining the color of a new setting. Kacchan and Deku were in preschool, everyone was gathered around Kacchan as he had manifested his quirk, staring in awe at the small explosions that came out of his hands.

"Wow!" One said.

"Lucky!" Another added.

"That's so cool!" Even Deku said with a happy expression.

Even the adults praised him, "Wow, that's an amazing quirk!"

"It really is! It's a flashy quirk just for the right hero, right Katsuki?"One of the adults praised with a smile.

Kacchan stared at his quirk with the biggest of grins on his face. He partially wondered why everyone had always praised him, he wondered why he always seemed good at everything, but it was at this moment where he had realized the reason.

"Oh, I see. I know why they couldn't read, I know why they couldn't skip stones like me, I know why I have this quirk."

His eyes lit up.

"It's because I'm amazing!"

He formed an ear to ear grin.

Then the image disintegrated, being replaced with the same classroom but with a different person for everyone to surround. Izuku was sitting in the middle of everyone with a dead look of trauma and a smile of disbelief on his face.

His classmates whispered as Kacchan stared from afar.

"Hey, did you hear? Deku doesn't have a quirk." One giggled.

"What? Really?" A girl asked in genuine surprise.

"Yeah, it's called being quirkless." A smart boy pointed out.

The whispering just kept going.

"That's so lame."

"Too bad for him."

"He's so weird!"

Kacchan simply grinned along with his classmates, staring at the Deku shaking on the ground with tears nearly forming in his eyes.

"You're the least amazing, Deku." He concluded in his thoughts.

That last line echoed as everything turned dark.

The present Bakugo felt himself falling through the black abyss, shadows over his eyes as the previous questions from Enso replayed in his mind.

"Why make Izuku always feel so worthless? Why did you always torment him?"

His hands clenched into tight fists.

"Why do you hate him?"

He gritted his teeth.

"What has he done to you for you to believe that he deserved all that pain? What made you feel that you had the right to bully him?"

From replaying these questions, one final memory emerged in his head, one that he had always recalled with every detail.

Kacchan led Deku and the other three of his squad on a march, having them all follow him through the forest they usually played in with the leader holding a stick and grinning proudly.

"Forward march, members of the Bakugo Hero Agency!"he sang as they started marching across a fallen tree trunk over a creek.

Deku looked unsure as he stared down at the water bellow, feeling slightly worried about what would happen.

His worries came true when Kacchan missed his footing and slipped off the tree trunk.

"Ah!" He fell all the way down into the creek, splashing into the water.

"Kacchan!"One of his squad yelled.

"Hey! Are you okay?" Another shouted after.

"He's fine. Kacchan's real strong. See?"The third reassured them.

Sure enough, Kacchan had emerged from the low-level water and shook his head side to side to fling away most of the water.

"Phew..." He secretly breathed in relief.

Present Bakugo could feel his anger growing as his current thoughts recollected that time.

"I was fine…"

"Hurry up and get back up here!" His squad called to down to him.

"Kay, no problem!" Kacchan shouted to them, giving them a thumbs up and a big, close-eyed grin.

Present Bakugo's felt himself shaking in anger.

"Nothing was wrong!"

The next thing Kacchan knew, Deku had appeared next to him in the water. He had gone down from the slope of the hill and reached his hand out to his friend, offering it for him to take.

"Are you alright? Can you stand?" Deku asked with a genuinely concerned face.

The grin on Kacchan's face turned to shock to see his friend right there, offering him his help. He stared at him with a blank look as Deku just waited for him to take his hand.

"It would've been bad if you hit your head." Deku added in a small squeaking of words.

The look of surprise on Kacchan's face slowly started to change. His pupils began to shrink, and his smile turned into a frown. Soon, he only had a look of pure anger and disgust, staring at the boy that was only wishing to help.

A spark that wasn't his quirk ignited. A spark that reflected in his red eyes of rage.

"Don't look at me like that…" "Don't look at me like that..." Kacchan said and present Bakugo thought at the same time.

"Huh?"Deku uttered out, slowly lowering his hand and getting confused by his friend's sudden angry tone.

"Stop it…" "Stop it!" Both voices said/thought in unison.

Kacchan slowly started getting back up to his feet, his hands balling to fists as he furiously glared at Izuku with pressed together teeth.

"I don't need your help..." "I didn't need his help..."

Deku visibly started to shake as he took a step back with nervous eyes.

"Ka...cchan?"

Kacchan took a step towards Izuku, eyes piercing into him.

"What makes you think I need your help?"

Kacchan's arms shook as he opened his right palm.

"You're quirkless, and yet... Yet..." He lowered his head, letting shadows obscure his eyes.

"Yet he was looking down at me!" Bakugo boomed in his thoughts.

"Kacchan, are you sure you're alright?" Deku innocently, if not nervously, got close to help.

But hearing that voice was the last straw.

"I DON'T NEED YOUR USELESS HELP!" His right palm started igniting.

Deku froze in fear, his eyes shrinking as he saw sparks suddenly get close.

"I'M BETTER THAN YOU!"

The light of his friend's quirk reflected off the poor boy's eyes, right as Kacchan released an explosion from his hand, an explosion right in front of Deku's face.

Deku was sent backward, and a cloud of smoke covered the area. It was the first time Kacchan had released a more enormous blast like that since getting his quirk recently. He panted heavily as he glanced down at his palm, staring at the faint smoke coming up.

Kacchan's lackeys gasped at the spectacle, but they didn't dare to challenge the power of their leader.

They watched as the smoke covering the creek slowly dispersed.

What was revealed was a crying Deku, the boy clutching his bleeding forehead on the ground while slowly turning to Kacchan with a traumatized look of betrayal.

Kacchan stared in shock at his former friend's state but was also stunned at the bigger explosion he had suddenly made.

He glanced down at his smoking hand again, then glanced back to Deku.

His look of shock disappeared.

To which he formed the first evil grin he had ever made.


Bakugo snapped his eyes open and found nearly his entire shirt soaked in sweat. His vision was blurry, but he saw a shadow and blue colors looming above him, added with the feeling of someone grabbing his head.

It took only a moment for him to realize that he was laying down on the arena floor. Enso was above him, holding his forehead with his right hand, his body and eyes glowing blue in his Punk Style. His other hand was open and sticking outward, clearly pointing to somewhere in the crowd.

Enso's eyes were staring down at him in disappointment, the blue colors around him slowly starting fading away. It was nearly silent, most of the cries of the crowd had been deafened ever since hearing the dispute between the two of them while fighting.

"I see…" Enso blinked and his eyes turned back to red, indicating his use of powers going away. "So, that's why..."

Bakugo's pupils shrunk when he heard those words, "What. The hell. Did you. Do?"

Enso lowered the hand he was pointing to the crowd with and sighed.

"I'm sorry. I had to know why... I had to see why. By having you go into your thoughts and making you vulnerable, I was able to see and hear everything. Including what you were thinking back then..."

Bakugo seemed to tense up in shock to hear that he did that.

Enso turned his head left to the crowd, staring over at his student sitting near the front of his class.

Izuku's eyes were wide open with a traumatized expression. His eyes had somehow turned momentarily blue as he started sweating all over his body.

"And... I passed them along to your childhood friend..." Enso finished.

"Nani?!" Bakugo turned his head right and caught sight of Izuku, the boy shaking in his seat between Mina and Toru.

"Midori!? What happened!?" Mina frantically asked Izuku, who just remained still with emotionless opened eyes.

Enso looked slightly down in some shame.

"I'm sorry, Izuku... But you had to know why... You deserved to know why..."

Izuku had seen all those memories flashing through his mind again, all in the point of view of his childhood bully.

"So… The reason Kacchan hates me so much… is because I hurt his pride by trying to help him?"

His gaze went down to his broken arms.

"Someone as worthless as me… Tried to help him? That's why? He thought... that I was looking down at him? I... I didn't think that would be it... I'm... I'm..."

"You... You..."

Bakugo's strained voice spoke under Enso, to which the boy turned his head back down to the blonde teen.

Bakugo's eyes were shadowed as he turned his head back.

Enso detected a hint of hostility.

"BASTARD!"

Enso's eyes widened as Bakugo moved both of his open palms up, to which he saw them inflame right in front of his face.

Two massive explosions came out point-blank at Enso, creating a giant cloud of smoke that obscured them.

Many people gasped in shock and had their eyes enlarged.

"Enso-kun!?" Lunch Rush shouted with a worried stance.

Out of the smoke, Enso came out flying and tumbled along the ground before slowly rolling to a stop. His face had black smudges from smoke on it and many parts of his gym clothes were burnt black. A portion of his hair has been visibly burnt off, only to ignite in blue flames and suddenly restore back. He shakingly got up as he noticed his head bleeding and placed a hand on it.

"Tsk... Really...?" Enso muttered as he used an arm to slightly push himself up.

The smoke slowly cleared ahead of Enso to reveal Bakugo up on his feet, his palms out and sparking with a menacing aura of the determination to win around him.

"I'm not gonna let you get in my fucking head! I'm gonna win this!" Bakugo declared to him.

Enso fully stood up and used his arm to wipe away the blood that was about to get in his eyes.

"That's what you're thinking about? You think I'm still focused on winning? I'm trying to help you!"

That just seemed to piss Bakugo even more. "What the fuck do you mean!?"

Enso glared at him, "You had always thought of yourself as amazing, you had always thought you were the best at everything! Juggling a ball, skipping a stone so many times, being able to read. By having things that you were able to do but others weren't, your ego and arrogance grew!"

Bakugo blasted over at him with murderous intent. "Stop talking and fight!"

As he got close, he swiped his palm and let out three consecutive explosions in one swing, explosions that Enso had avoided by jumping upward.

"That arrogance was only made worse the moment you got lucky with your explosive quirk! You formed a mindset that you were the best out of everyone!"

He formed and energy ball in his hand and let it explode to send himself backward as Bakugo blasted upward to try and blow him up.

"At the same time, Izuku wasn't as blessed as you! You made him feel like he was the worst while you were better than he'll ever be!"

"Shut it!" Bakugo exploded both palms behind him to hone down on Enso in blazing speeds.

Enso landed and performed a backward cartwheel to avoid Bakugo's shooting down to the ground with enough force to violently cracked it.

Bakugo proceeded to swing more explosions at him, but Enso kept backing up farther and farther away.

"So when Izuku tried to help you on that creek, you took it as an insult! You thought that out of everyone, your weakest childhood friend was the one looking down at you! Looking down on someone that viewed himself as the best in the world!"

"SHINE!" Bakugo released consecutive explosions and spun into a small fiery tornado that rapidly spun at Enso.

Enso crossed his arms as the tornado slammed into him, feeling all the heat and force of each small blast in it while clenching his teeth and still trying to speak.

"Nngh! Because of that moment, you hated Izuku! All you started to think about was how he looked down at you! So you bullied him all those years of his life just to show him that you were stronger than him! You blasted his face so young and made him bleed just so you could prove that you wouldn't need his help!"

With the boys yelling all of this, Izuku's class had a mixture of looks, from confused, to horrified.

"What the hell is Ureshi saying?" Kirishima uttered out.

"I-I'm not too sure if I'm hearing this right," Sero added.

Izuku wasn't even listening to any of them, he didn't notice how anyone was acting around him, he didn't even notice Mina and Toru trying to shake him. His eyes were just forced open as he recalled those childhood days from his tormentor's point of view, mixed with listening to what his mentor was saying right now.

"Wh-Why...? Why are you doing this, Enso? Wh-What are you trying to do?!"

Bakugo stopped spinning and let out two fast explosions that allowed him to suddenly swerve behind Enso.

Enso turned around just in time to knock Bakugo's hand up, making him release an explosion upward rather than at him again. He then jumped back as Bakugo used another explosion to move his arm in a lightning-fast backhand swing, managing to avoid it before surging forward and slamming his foot into the boy's face.

"NGGH!" Bakugo was sent tumbling back but didn't hesitate to blast the ground to flip himself back.

Seeing this chance, Enso kept on talking while getting in another fighting stance.

"Was all that bullying really worth it! Was hurting him, burning him day after day worth it!? All because Izuku was only trying to help you? He never viewed you as weak, Bakugo! He never looked down at you! He-!"

"SHUT UUUUUUUP!"

Bakugo launched himself upward and then continuously released explosions to propel himself in a circular motion, forming a horizontal tornado of smoke spiraling faster and faster as he did.

"HOWITZER-!"

Enso watched as the barrage of smoke got close, gritting his teeth and crouching down with his dagger in hand while forming his black aura.

"Reaper Of Worlds Style-"

As Bakugo got close, he swung his palm at Enso while igniting it.

"-IMPACT!"

The biggest explosion of all occurred and sent powerful winds to the audience, shaking the arena.

But just as the explosions had ignited, Enso's eyes flashed red and he tightly gripped his dagger.

"-Utter End!"

A bright white flash of a slice occurred, which was Enso swinging his dagger at the air in front of him with a powerful slice.

Yet the giant explosions of expanding flames still seemed to engulf him.

Izuku snapped out of his dazed state when he saw his mentor disappear in flames, resulting in him standing up in his seat, much to Mina and Toru's surprise.

"Enso!"

A large cloud of smoke obscured the arena, and everyone started murmuring as they wondered what happened.

The smoke slowly started to disperse. What was first revealed was Bakugo laying on the ground with a slightly satisfied, yet tired expression. Sweat dripped everywhere from his head as he used an arm to force himself up on one knee.

As more on the smoke dispersed, the blonde boy was shocked to see Enso still on his feet up ahead, panting hard with his dagger in his shaking hand and the sleeves of his U.A gym shirt burned off.

"He sliced through my attack to split it passed him!?" Bakugo realized with bold, red veins of anger forming in his eyes.

Despite Enso having sliced through Bakugo's attack with a powerful enough force to split it, he had still felt the heat and the skin of his arms even showed signs of being burnt from the flames.

Enso panted as smoke came from him, but lowered his arms and made his black aura and dagger disappear when he saw Bakugo's crouching down with his arms shaking from that last explosion.

"Bakugo..." Enso sighed. "Izuku never looked down at you, he admired you ever since you were little. From being able to juggle, to your goal to become a hero, he always looked up to you. Not once has ever looked down upon you. Even though you put him through so much, even though you tormented for nearly every day... he still considers you his friend."

Bakugo hung his head down, his hands balling tightly as his body shook.

"He wants things to go back like before. He wants to be able to talk to you normally... He just wants to be friends again."

Bakugo visibly tensed up as he slowly got back to his feet, still keeping his head down with his expression obscured.

"There's nothing wrong with going back. You won't be judged, no one will look down on you. No one should look down on you if all you do is become his friend again... He deserves that from you, at least..."

Izuku was stunned, realizing what Enso trying to do.

"He's... He's trying to fix our friendship?"

Izuku could feel the anticipation growing in him. He was still standing and near the edge with his hand tightly holding onto the rail. Mina and Toru looked confused, yet also rather intrigued by what Enso was doing.

Momo and Ochako were both stunned, they didn't know that was his intention.

Jiro and Tsu looked curious at the unfolding events.

Enso stuck his hand out, almost as if offering it. "You could become great heroes together. So why not-?"

"ENOUGH!"

Enso's eyes widened as he leaned his head to the side to narrowly avoid a sharp stone blasted at him, cutting his cheek as he leaned away.

He raised a hand to his cheek and dabbed it in the blood, then glancing at it to see that he indeed had been cut.

No one expected it, not even Enso did. He turned back to Bakugo, the boy's pupils shaking at this point.

He slammed his foot to the ground, he pointed a shaking finger at Enso, and he looked like he could cry at any moment, yet...

"I'M ONLY GOING TO SAY THIS ONE TIME! THAT NERD IS USELESS TO ME! HE'S A PEBBLE FOR ME TO KICK ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD, AN INSECT FOR ME TO CRUSH! HE'S DEKU! AND HE'LL ALWAYS BE DEKU! HE'LL ALWAYS BE UNDERNEATH ME WHILE I KEEP RISING UP UNTIL I FINALLY BECOME THE NUMBER ONE HERO!"

Those words echoed throughout the entire arena.

You could swear that Izuku's eyes lost color as he fell back into his seat, mouth open as he processed what he heard.

"Wh-What?... Wh-Why? H-He still sees me as-as..."

His vision suddenly started turning black, and when he blinked, he found himself in the same dark abyss that he had stood in during his battle with Enso.

He didn't even seem to comprehend that he was in his sub-conscious once again, he just stood on his feet with his dead gaze still remaining on the ground, tears starting to drip down from his eyes.

"Why? I know that I didn't take his feelings into consideration when I tried to help, but... but... Even now? He still hates me? Why... Why does he keep doing this? I keep having so much hope, so much a-and yet..."

"And yet, why do you keep putting up with him?"

Izuku's head slowly moved up to gaze ahead, not caring about the water dripping down from his eyes. The voice sounded somewhat similar to his, although echoey and with hints of anger.

"After so many years of not being able to fight... After getting hurt for so long... Now WE can be the ones fighting back.

"B-But… But..."

"You heard him yourself, he's not your friend, he thought we couldn't do anything... He thinks he's so powerful because he got lucky with a good quirk. You suffered every day and had to work harder than anyone else to be here! What we did to him back then... He deserved it! He deserved to know just how much stronger we've become!"

Izuku's feet were getting surrounded by a black aura. This aura was dense and obscured his feet from his view, which was the same as what started happening to his body during his battle against Enso.

"He bullied you every day. You KNOW he would've continued to do it if we weren't going to U.A! We must show him that we're not to be messed with!"

The dense black aura traveled up to Izuku's torso now, but there wasn't any sign of pain like before. Izuku didn't struggle, he didn't move, he just kept his dead gaze down as this aura started to continue enveloping him.

"We don't need him, we never needed him! We can do fine just, without, him!"

Izuku's pupils started to fill in red. His scleras began turning black.

"I…I..."

"We'll show him that we're the strongest. Even if we have to beat it into him."

As the aura went up to Izuku's neck, a black silhouette formed in front of the boy, the silhouette of himself.

It's slanted eyes and wide, jagged smile all shined brightly red, it reached a hand out once more to Izuku, waiting for him to accept it.

Izuku's thoughts just became static, he couldn't think clearly. His vision was turning black as his aura was starting to go around his head. What was right, what was wrong, what he wanted, there was no answer he could think of. The black aura covered around his head, then near his mouth and eyes.

He reached out a hand once more, reaching for the figure of Ikari to take it.

Both hands neared each other, about to hold each other as the black aura was finally reaching Izuku's eyes, about to cover every inch and just let out everything.

But.

"Midori!"

A female's voice suddenly echoed in the dark abyss, causing a natural reaction from Izuku to recoil his hand away from Ikari. The black aura going up around his eyes suddenly stopped.

"Huh...?" Izuku blinked, and his eyes started to turn back to green.

"Midori... If you can hear me, just calm down... Please." He heard her gentle voice.

Izuku felt a gentle warmth grow in him, a warmth that somehow seemed to develop as green lightning sparking around him.

He remembered.

"Promise me... Promise us that you won't do th-that again." Ochako had begged.

"Don't just say you're sorry, Izuku... Actually don't do it again, please. Promise us that you won't break your arms like that again, we can't bear to seeing you like that..." Momo had pleaded.

"You'd better not... Idiot..." Jiro had mumbled.

"I'd rather see the cute, nervous Izu-chan than the angry, scary one..." Tsu's voice echoed.

"Making everyone worry is another quirk of yours, isn't it?" Toru had sighed.

"You... You scared me so much..." Mina had whimpered.

Izuku finally realized the situation he was and knew what could happen if he took Ikari's hand. He determinedly forced his hands back, where his green electricity seemed to zap the black aura and make chunks of it disappear off of him.

"No... I promised... I can't let it happen... Not again!"

Ikari almost seemed to let out a sigh. It closed its jagged mouth and narrowed its red eyes, then closing those too before suddenly disintegrating away.

"Maybe soon..." He faintly spoke before disappearing.

Izuku tried to yell after him, but found himself momentarily choke, feeling dizzy despite being in his consciousness. He himself disintegrated too, disappearing from the black abyss.


"H-Hey! Midori, what's wrong!?" Mina panicked.

The girl was holding Izuku in her arms, the boy ultimately passed out yet with a dangerous black aura surrounding him.

"Th-That c-color... You don't think-!?" Toru whimpered, worried that the boy would unleash his quirk once more in an uncontrolled manner.

Holding Izuku, Mina could feel an unnatural heat coming from him.

"Midori!" She called out again.

Momo stood up in her seat, shocked at the color surrounding Izuku.

"Is Midoriya gonna go crazy!? Get away from him, Ashido!" Sero called to her from his seat.

Instead, Mina just hugged the boy closer, nearly in tears as she gently caressed his hair.

"Midori... If you can hear me, just calm down... Please." She whispered gently to him.

Her words seemed to have a visual effect on the boy, as his hand twitched. The black aura around him slowly started to fade away. Class A watched as the color disappeared and all that was left was an unconscious green boy.

"I'll take him to Recovery Girl!" Sato rushed over.

As her class made a commotion about Izuku as Sato carried him off, Momo turned her head back down to the battlefield at Enso, her anger growing when she remembered seeing him turn to obviously gaze at Izuku, a hand having been raised aimed at him too.

She knew he did something, she absolutely knew.

"Ureshi... What did you do?" Momo tightly gripped the handles of her seat.

At the same time, Enso and Bakugo stared across from one another. Bakugo panted angrily after giving that last response about his thoughts of Izuku, while Enso glared at him with a menacing look of hatred.

"I see… So that's how it is then?" Enso's dagger formed into his hand as he tightly gripped onto it harder than ever before. "So even after all that... You're choosing the path of ignorance?"

His black aura forming visibly started to violently vibrate as he looked down, creating shadows over his eyes.

"Throwing away your friendship of the person who understood you the most... Choosing to go at things alone just to prove that you're 'the best'..."

He facepalmed with a disappointing sigh.

"You're pathetic… You think you could be the number one hero with an attitude like that? Treating another person like they have no meaning to you? Treating them as worthless?"

"What was that bastard?" Bakugo growled, getting into a dangerous position of attack.

"I said..." Enso took a step forward,

He slightly rose his red, one red eye glaring over at him.

"-you're pathetic."

His aura exploded as a pillar of black all the way up into the sky. He became completely engulfed in that black and shocked everyone by the scale of it.

Bakugo felt an overwhelming force from Enso, and his feet were even forcibly sliding back against the ground.

The arena had darkened from the black colors shading the surroundings, Bakugo's eyes were enlarged as he watched the large amount of energy shooting up.

"This bastard... Is this all the energy he's got stored up in him?!"

The boy's red eyes appeared in the dark pillar of towering energy, slit eyes that focused entirely on Bakugo.

Bakugo could feel his life in danger, he could feel a murderous intent, and the threat of one more attack.

But the red eyes in the pillar of energy seemed to turn, catching a glimpse of a mouse-like principal and the number one hero.

"..."

The red eyes closed in the pillar, to which the scaling of power started to get visibly weaker.

"What's he doing?" Bakugo suspiciously wondered.

The black pillar of energy kept getting smaller and smaller until it was only Enso standing there with no sign of any energy, holding his dagger with a cold, emotionless expression.

He stared down at the dagger in his hand, his eyelids then dropping.

"This..." He sighed.

"This is pointless... I'm getting too worked up..."

He tossed his dagger to the ground. It clanked before immediately dissolving out of sight.

Bakugo squinted his eyes.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Enso glanced up at him with an uncaring blank stare.

"I only wanted to fight so that I could restore your friendship with Izuku... But obviously... You don't care about that. I have no other reason to keep fighting you... I tried to help, but I failed. So I'm done..."

"Nani?" Bakugo's red pupils shrunk.

"You win... You don't want to have friends? Fine..."

Bakugo took a step forward, his right hand shaking and unable to believe this claim.

"Hey, HEY! We're not done!" He started running forward towards Enso. "You're not going anywhere!"

Enso narrowed his eyes.

"In the end, only his pride and arrogance fuel his desires..."

He took a deep breath as Bakugo got closer, then clearing his throat.

"I give up."

The sound of a cracking whip echoed, making Bakugo freeze in place.

"Enso Ureshi has given up! Katsuki Bakugo wins!" Midnight's voice boomed, despite the woman herself having an unsure expression on giving the win.

No one said a word.

Everything seemed to freeze until Aizawa nudged Mic in the commentary room, hinting the loud hero to speak.

Present Mic just as shocked as everyone else, and for once, he didn't know how to end off the festival.

"Um... So the winner of the sports festival is... Katsuki Bakugo?"

Rather than cheer and shout, many people seemed to be outraged.

"What the hell was that!? Keep fighting!?"

"You wanna be a hero when you aren't even giving in the effort!?"

"What are you, afraid!? You're a coward running from a fight!"

Other's were concerned about the contents of what they heard.

"Bakugo bullied a student when he was younger? What if it was just boys playing which each other?"

"He made a kid bleed? I always had a bad feeling about that kid, but I didn't think he would be so... violent."

Other's were just confused.

"Why did Ureshi just give up? Is he that reluctant to give Bakugo a fight?"

"What if his quirk was just reaching a limit, and he thought he was gonna lose?"

Nezu looked down and sighed, "Oh, Enso-kun..."

Toshinori couldn't believe what Enso had done, just exposing another student like that and then just giving up.

"Young Enso... Why? You saw everyone giving their effort, you know that Young Midorirya would want you to give your best! So... why did you stop?"

Enso had his head down with his eyes only half-open in an emotionless stare, listening to all the criticizing comments going towards him and Bakugo.

"Goodbye, Bakugo..." The boy mumbled as he turned his back to the frozen boy and started walking.

The speed of the world slowed to nearly a stop around Bakugo.

His eyes felt forced open with a gaze of disbelief at what just happened. It was the final battle, the battle to prove who was the best out of anyone, and yet his opponent gave up. Bakugo was now the winner of the sports festival, he had crushed every one of his opponents below him all the way until this point.

But even though he won this battle, he hadn't won at all.

Enso heard the sound of running behind him, turning around to see Bakugo bolting at him with his right palm open and his head down.

He remained still as Bakugo came and swung his right hand right at the side of his head, making people gasp.

Only for him to stop mid-swing, palm inches away from Enso's head and sparking.

Both remained in silence for a moment.

"Keep fighting..." Bakugo said in a demanding tone.

"..." Enso starred at him in pity.

Bakugo pressed his teeth together.

"Fight!"

"No."

That triggered Bakugo to use his left hand and tightly grip onto Enso's collar, pulling him in close. He raised his head to reveal the blood-red veins in his eyes as he threateningly released consecutive small explosions from his palm besides Enso head.

"STOP SCREWING AROUND!"

He shook the boy back and forth.

"TO GET FIRST PLACE LIKE THIS!? THERE'S NO POINT!" His voice was cracking and was practically begging.

Enso shook his head side to side.

"To fight you right here... There's no point for me."

Bakugo's hand gripped tighter on his collar, and he balled his sparking hand into a fist, stopping his quirk and punching Enso right on his cheek.

"WHY THE HELL DO YOU CARE ABOUT THAT NERD SO MUCH!?"

Bakugo kept holding Enso as he kept punching him on his face.

"YOU ONLY FOUGHT ME TO HELP HIM!? WHY!? WHY FIGHT JUST FOR HIM!?"

Midnight started rushing over, tearing her sleeve.

Enso turned his head straight to Bakugo with a serious expression, the corner of his mouth bleeding and prompting Bakugo to stop.

He narrowed his eyes at him.

"Because... we're friends."

"Wha-?!" Bakugo's mouth became agape.

"Izuku and I are friends. Of course, I wanted to help him... I wanted to help him gain some of his confidence back by getting him a precious friend back... I even wanted to help you. I thought that by fixing this, you would be a valuable person, and maybe friend, to work with and would actually learn something. But it seems that I've only made it worse..."

"I-I-!" Bakugo fists shook, unable to believe this. The corner of his eyes formed water as he pulled his fist back again, ready to swing.

A pink aroma gently filled the air, both Bakugo and Enso breathed it in.

Bakugo's looked drowsy, his grip on Enso loosened and he started falling forward.

"Fight... me..." Were his last words.

Enso caught him in his arms and backed up with surprise, realizing that the pink aroma around the boy had knocked him out.

He glanced around and saw that Midnight had ripped a part of her sleeve to allow her quirk to spread.

But something was confusing about the situation.

"Why isn't it affecting me?" Enso placed Bakugo to the ground and looked around, noticing that he was indeed breathing in the aroma.

"And why does it smell... So familiar..."

Enso felt a fiery pain going through his brain, to which he instinctively fell to his knees. He closed his eyes and clutched his head in pain and grunted in a loud manner, shaking as he suddenly saw an image flash through his mind.

"What's this!?"

What he saw wasn't much, it was only three silhouettes. There was a tall girl, a short boy, and a shorter girl.

This image lasted for a second before the burning pain vanished as quickly as it came.

His eyes snapped open and he started panting harder, regaining his composure as the pink aroma started to disappear.

He shakingly got back to his feet, still clutching his head in one hand as he heard footsteps approach him.

He glanced up and saw Midnight, who was looking down at him rather shocked.

"Huh!? You're still awake!?"

Enso stood up straight. "I... I don't know how... But your quirk seems to sting to me for some reason..." Enso groaned as he tried to process what he saw. "It was such an odd feeling. A feeling of... 'familiarity?'"

He turned away from her and clumsily stepped forward.

"What... was that?"

Midnight was in awe as she watched Enso walking away. She suddenly felt a bigger excitement than she had ever felt before, eyes of desire forming in her pupils.

"A man who won't fall asleep after taking in my quirk..."

Her cheeks formed a shade of red and her breathing quickened.

"To think that I've finally found someone like that..."

Her eyes menacingly shined as she licked her lips.

"I really shouldn't..."

Her thoughts were silent for a moment.

"BUT!"

She tightened her grip on her whip with a sadistic smile.