And so the first event of the sports festival was just about to begin. The students all made their way to the starting line as Present Mic's commentary encouraged the crowd's cheers. They hadn't even started, yet the audience was already so loud, to think it was only a fraction compared to all the people watching at home…

Katsumi took a spot right at the back. She wasn't so conceited that she thought she needed to give herself a disadvantage in order not to win- she simply knew she'd be able to catch up. Besides, if she was at the back she'd have time to observe everyone and avoid any immediate fighting. Also, it looked like there would be a crowd crush right off the bat seeing as the exit to outside the stadium wasn't all that wide, best to not deal with that.

She didn't really want to think of all the people watching, she kept her eyes away from the crowd. She did allow her gaze to wander off once through into the crowd, she wondered where her dad was. But of course, she couldn't see him.

She did look for Izuku in the mass of students as well, though she quickly reminded herself to avoid doing that. He didn't need her help, and she needed to focus on herself. E=She just needed to enjoy it, she liked doing this stuff, let go of all the stress and just have fun.

The first of the three green lights at the very top of the massive door frame turned off.

Then the next.

Then-

"Begin!"

Everyone began to run forward- right into the tiny gap.

"And we're off to a racing start!" Present Mic's voice rang out throughout the various speakers. "How about some commentary mummy-man? What should we be paying attention to in the early stages of the race?"

"The doorway." Aizawa-sensei's flat voice answered.

Yup. Katsumi watched as everyone tried to get through the tiny gap of a doorway. Katsumi thought that it was going to open up, the thought that that tiny gap was the whole doorway didn't even cross her mind. She thought even if it did open up it would be too small. She was extremely relieved that she had decided to wait now as she watched the mass of students try to cram themselves in. She was essentially the only one not moving forward, from the hero classes at least. She should probably take this moment to tie her hair up.

A cool breeze hit her first, and the ice came second. It was restricted to the floor as it spread out from the doorway and only just reached Katsumi's feet, barely encasing the bottom of her shoes. The people inside the doorway were not so lucky as the ice climbed up over their feet and encased their legs.

Todoroki.

Katsumi slipped out of her shoes, her bare feet twitched as they made contact with the cold ice. From the bones in her feet, she extended a blanket of short metal spikes that stabbed through the bottom of her soles. She winced, her soles bleeding for a moment before they healed themselves. Katsumi didn't wait for that, instead bounding forward, taking advantage of everyone else being momentarily stuck to run through the gaps in the crowd.

No, it wouldn't work, the crowd was too dense to get through. Katsumi had to change her approach. The explosions coming from the front told her that Bakugou at least was already overcoming this first hurdle, no doubt Momo and Iida and whatnot were doing the same.

Well, she just had to put a little more effort in.

Toshinori watched from his spot in the teacher's seats as the students tried desperately to squeeze through the tight opening. He had lost sight of Midoriya early on when he went through the doorway, but Katsumi was standing very clearly in the open, far off from the rest of the students.

"Isn't even moving. You'd think she'd put in even a slight bit of effort in."

Right, she was here too. It had been awkward introducing her to the other teachers, at least Aizawa wasn't there to judge him or Yamada to say something stupid.

"I apologise for coming so suddenly like this, I'm afraid I had some work issues lately and did not get around to purchasing a ticket."

She could be polite when she wanted to. Now she was sitting with him in the teacher's seating, watching down over the students.

"She's avoiding the crowd," Toshinori responded, a little curtly, "not a bad idea."

"Hmph. She shouldn't have any problem winning this, but she's being cocky. Just like that blonde representative boy."

Her dark hair was pushed out of her face by a pair of black, expensive looking sunglasses uptop her head, matching with her black blazer. She had a perpetual frown on her lips and she sat with her arms crossed, green eyes peering down into the arena. He hadn't prepared for this at all, he almost wanted to go to the bathroom to give himself a pep talk.

He was about to respond to her comment but was interrupted when a burst of ice came from the doorway. He watched it shoot out of the other side of the door from the screens they had lowered into the middle of the stadium. His eyes went back down to the arena, Katsumi took off her shoes that had been stuck to the little ice that had reached her and began to run forward.

"See?" Toshinori smiled, "she's just being smart, taking advantage of the fact she wasn't frozen."

"We'll see about that," Asami hummed beside him, brushing a strand of hair off her shoulder, Toshinori noticed that there were greys peeking through, it surprised him, Asami being the woman she was he would have thought she'd dye the slightest hint of grey away.

"How does she plan to get through the doorway?" She asked, "It's not like the crowd has disappeared just because they have been frozen."

"Ah-" he cleared his throat, "true."

"If she was smart she would use her quirk to stretch her body to fling herself over the crowd. Either that or somehow think of a way to run across the walls."

Asami thinking about it that hard surprised him, she was pretty disinterested in his own battle techniques when they were together. But it was Katsumi they were watching, he supposed that was different. Or maybe it was because she knew her daughter's quirk so well, from the moment it manifested she began to encourage Katsumi to use and practise with it. Not because she wanted her to become a hero, though she didn't seem all that against it.

On the screen Todoroki ran forward out of the doorway, ice following him. It wasn't long till explosions rang out and Bakugou flew out hot on his heels.

"Hmph," Asami nodded her head, "that boy wasn't talking out of his ass it seems."

Toshinori chuckled.

"What?" Asami snapped at him.

How long since he had actually spoken to Asami? He could hardly count those phone calls when they were arranging Katsumi's transfer. Katsumi might dislike her mother, but…

"Just remembering where Katsumi gets her language from," Toshinori grinned. A grin that quickly faltered under the glare she gave him.

"Scary…" he mumbled under his breath. He heard Asami click her tongue as she turned away, looking back to the screen.

"Hmph, she chose the smart option."

Toshinori looked back to the screen. Just like what Asami had said, Katsumi flung out of the doorway, over the crowd's heads, arms snapping back to her normal form.

It wasn't just her though, a handful of students also quickly escaped Todoroki's ice, most of them from 1-A.

"Midoriya…" Toshinori leaned forward. Where was he?

Asami raised an eyebrow.

While the ice might have been the first unofficial hurdle in this race, the official first obstacle was much more… kaiju-like.

Giant fucking robots. Seriously? Weren't these the things Izuku broke half his body destroying in the entrance exam?

She only got to get annoyed about them for a few seconds though, as Todoroki sent a massive shot of ice forward- freezing them in place. How helpful- Too helpful.

Katsumi's eyes narrowed and she stopped moving as she watched everyone else try to take advantage of the frozen robots. It was mostly her classmates who had either managed to avoid Todoroki's ice or escape it, though she did see quite a few faces she didn't recognise.

Her caution was rewarded as she watched the robot's wobble and crash down with thunderous weight. A couple of students- including one with familiar red spiky hair- were buried under the robots in the process.

Had anyone ever died during this festival before? She goddamn hoped not. If some would she'd rather it be that weird purple ball kid who was always staring at Momo's boobs during training.

Right, there was no more room to wait. Bakugou was already propelling himself over the icey robot-kaiju, some of her classmates following suit. Todoroki hadn't frozen all the robots either- she needed to get past quickly before she ended up having to fight one.

She still had metal spikes sticking out of her feet, so gripping onto the icy floor was easy. Katsumi sped past the other racers and headed straight for the collapsed frozen robot. She began to pull her arms back over her head, remoulding her fingers into sharp steel spikes.

She was using the same move from the entrance exam. She went into a handspring, on the way up throwing her hands forward, stretching them far outwards and digging her fingers into the ice. Her body was snapped forward, and as she got close she ripped her fingers from the ice, flying into the air,shooting over the robots.

It was only when she looked down she realised she hadn't thought it through at all.

It being caught on live television made it so it would never disappear, but despite that, Katsumi preferred to act like what happened next never occurred. For a brief moment, she flew past Todoroki and Bakugou, and they got a good look as she crashed into the ground, rolling over a few times before she came to a stop.

"...Ow."

"That's pathetic!" Bakugou shouted, from her position, she couldn't really respond.

At least she had protected her neck, and she'd strengthened her bones with steel so shedidn'tbreak anything. She was certainly bruised though, and by the time she got up the two guys were way ahead of her again.

"Damnit! Damnit!" She grit her teeth, forcing herself to ignore how badly her entire body was aching as she began to sprint after them.

So not worth it.

The thought of death during this obstacle course had already crossed Katsumi's mind, and when she reached the fall, it popped back up again. She hadn't managed to catch up to Todoroki and Bakugou seeing as they were able to use their quirks to make them go faster, and Iida had actually caught up and passed her by the time she got to the next obstacle.

That was fine, he had to carefully balance along the ropes that connected the islands that stretched out far in front of them. Katsumi flexed her toes, her feet were definitely dirty, she had gotten rid of the spikes as soon as the was enough room to stop running on Todoroki's ice. She only briefly wondered whether Recovery Girl would let her have a quick wash after this, a plan to proceed forwards the more important thing in her mind.

She wished that the PE uniform's bottoms were shorts instead of long trousers, but she supposed they'd be fine too.

Katsumi had stopped for only a brief few seconds a good couple of meters from the fall, but as soon as her plan was formed she pounced forward, sprinting as fast as she could.

"Katsumi! Watch out!" Iida shouted at her as she jumped past him.

"Sorry!" She called out.

The gaps weren't all that big, by changing her legs into rubber she could simply bounce from one island to another. Thinking back on it now, she totally should have encased her body in rubber when she was falling- then she could have bounced like a bouncy ball past Todoroki and Bakugou instead of hitting the ground like a sack of potatoes. Yeah, that image was way less embarrassing.

The bad thing was that she wasn't really used to being so… bouncy, she was glad that purple pervert wasn't around. She felt like she was on a pogo ball for the first time in years. No, more like two pogo balls were strapped to the soles of her feet, if she didn't have such good balance from all that gymnastics she would have definitely fallen by now. She tried not to look down at the seemingly bottomless pit around her that one wrong move could send her tumbling down as she made her way, leaping across. She was catching up to the two ahead, but there were still quite a few people on her heel.

Her heart was beginning to race, hot blood pumping through her veins as she peeked back at the people behind her, there was a pink-haired support course student who was making her way closer to her, Iida was still moving steadily onwards, Tsu was having an easy time getting across.

A grin grew across Katsumi's face.

There was nothing specifically about the festival she found interesting, but with all her recent preoccupation and stress, she had almost forgotten how much she loved this sort of shit. Yeah, it wasn't exactly fighting, it wasn't exactly gymnastics, but it was still fun as shit. She had been so focused on being competitive that she forgot she could just have genuine fun with the festival.

Besides, winning may not be her goal, but as she began to close the gap between her and the two 'top students' ahead of her, a competitive spark was beginning to ignite in her chest.

She still needed to get Todoroki back for the entrance exam.

Katsumi had almost forgotten about Izuku by the time she actually saw his face again.

"Piss off Yagi!"

Bakugou had been shouting at her since they had gotten to the minefield and she had managed to catch up with them. A combination of balance, being careful and encasing her skin with metal made the explosions of the minefield relatively manageable. Quickly she closed the gap between her, Todoroki and Bakugou, who were having some sort of catfight, swatting at each other as they ran.

They were slowing each other down, which helped Katsumi catch up as well.

"Shaddup!" She grunted. She could totally pass them, it would be so easy if only they would move! Their attacks were keeping her at bay, and although she could definitely outrun them, she couldn't run so fast that she could push through their fighting.

Okay, yes, she didn't care about winning. But when it was so close, just out of her reach because two dumb guys were getting in her way, a fire was growing in her stomach, and her limbs began to burn from the intense running.

There were quite a few odd explosions ringing out behind her, all ignored as she drove forward. She had to do something, think. Join their squabble? Hit them with an attack? No Todoroki could just turn around and freeze her. No- she needed to-

BOOM!

It was louder than any of the other explosions, ten times louder. Katsumi refused to turn around, and when some broken-off panel of one of the robots from the beginning flew over their heads she didn't stop and stare like those two morons ahead of her.

She sprinted right between them.

"You bitch!"

"Fuck you!" She shouted, laughing.

Her victory was short-lived, the only thing slowing the two boys ahead of her was each other, and now all three of them had a common enemy, whoever had flown over their heads. There was no more squabbling, Bakugou shot forward, propelled by explosions and Todoroki shot out an ice path over the mines,

Katsumi quickly regrew her sole spikes, taking advantage of Todoroki's ice path. He glared back at her, but there was no time for him to do anything. Katsumi grinned.

Todoroki was physically capable, yes, but Katsumi was very fast. She did track for a while at school, and she always ran as a hobby. She could run 5k in nineteen minutes, the average for a woman was about forty. Men, about thirty. Of course, Todoroki was faster than the average guy, but he wasn't as fast as Katsumi.

Using Todoroki's ice path she quickly passed both Bakugou and Todoroki again.

"Yagi!"

She even passed whoever had flown over them. Her teeth were ground tightly together as she focused everything on just pumping her limbs forward and breathing, in and out.

The spikes hugging into the ice made running a little strange, but she could deal with it. She just had to keep running, there were no more obstacles, at least that she could see, she had to stay alert though-

BOOM!

"Again?!"

Imagine Katsumi's surprise when she saw Izuku fly over her, land a good couple of meters in front of her, get up and just keep sprinting.

Katsumi, for a moment, really thought she would win.

"And the winner is… Izuku Midoriya from class 1-A!"

"I-Izuku!" Katsumi bent over, hands on her knees as she caught her breath. She swallowed the spit in her mouth before she half-stumbled forward, her legs were burning.

"I can't believe it," Izuku's smile wobbled as he wiped away tears.

Katsumi grabbed his shoulders, still panting.

"Holy shit that was amazing!" She gaped at him, eyes wide, she had completely forgotten he was even in the race- "I wanna hug you right now but I'm not doing that on TV! Well done!" she grinned.

"Ah!" Izuku's face went pink, as he leant back slightly "I mean- you were awesome too I-"

"Screw you!"

Izuku jumped back, "Huh!?"

Katsumi laughed, standing up straight as she wiped her sweaty face, "I was totally gonna win if you didn't overtake me! Ugh! Well done, you're so cool."

"Ah! Katsumi!" Izuku blushed.

"First place Izuku Midoriya! Second place, Katsumi Yagi! Third Shoto Todoroki! Fourth Katsuki Bakugou-"

"Midoriya… Did that boy even use his quirk?"

Toshinori blinked, he hadn't expected Asami to notice Midoriya at all, though obviously she would, he won the first event. Damn, he was so proud, how did both his- the kids he was training do so well?

"His quirk damages his body," he explained to his ex, "he's saving it for later."

"Hm," Asami watched as Katsumi and Midoriya chatted, "he seems close to Katsumi. Funny, normally she only interacts with guys who have nothing much to look forward to except graduating from addict to dealer, at least moving here got her some more respectable friends."

"That' a little harsh," Toshinori frowned, " you caught Katsumi smelling like…" he looked around before he leaned in and whispered "weedonce."

Asami pulled away from him, her lips curling in disgust.

"Caught," she frowned, "that's the keyword. No, the problem is the guys she seems drawn to. Damn, horny criminal lowlifes. That teary-eyed Midoriya is an incredible improvement from those delinquents."

He didn't know what she was talking about. It's not like she kept him all that updated.

"I only hope she actually likes him and not just teasing him," Asami sighed, smoothing her blazer down.

Toshinori blinked, there might be a misunderstanding here, "Just to be clear, they're not dating."

"And so? Does he not like her?"

"Oh," Toshinori laughed, "no he definitely does, but neither of them have time for that. It's best for them to focus on their training."

Asami paused for a moment, "Hm, there's no time like the present. You never know what will happen tomorrow." She crossed her arms, "Say, you seem to know this 'Midoriya' well, you were mumbling something about a 'Midoriya' earlier."

"Oh?" Toshinori coughed, "Was I? Oh, he's a big fan of mine, and he's close to Katsumi so I was watching out for him yes."

Asami turned her head to stare at him, eyes narrowing.

"Watching out for him huh? To think you'd play favourites isn't surprising at all. Say, who did you look out for more during that race, your daughter or this Midoriya?"

He frowned, she always did this.

"Don't twist it Asami. As a teacher, I look out for my students equally. You know that."

Asami shook her head, "You don't understand do you? No matter. I wouldn't even say there is anything particularly wrong with having a favourite. I recently hired a model for a photoshoot over another because her father is a potential collaborator for NOA. I even personally gifted her a new limited edition handmade leather handbag. That's favouritism right?"

"I think that's more of sucking up than favouritism."

"Excuse me," Asami scoffed, voice rising with indignation, "I do notsuck up. Who do you think I am?"

Toshinori tried not to laugh.

"Noowwww! Onto the next event!" Present Mic's voice shouted over the speakers, Asami winced.

"Good lord," she hissed, "I cannot stand that man's voice! He makes me want to rip my own ears off and force it down his throat to shut him up!"

Blood spurted from Toshinori's mouth as he burst into laughter.

"Toshi-!" Asami's eyes widened and her hands rose to her mouth.

"So- haha!" he wiped his mouth, still chuckling.

Asami glared at him, tutting as soon as she realised he'd be fine.

"Don't wipe your mouth with your sleeve, you stupid man. Thats a Blueberry suit don't you know!?" She picked up her handbag, "Of course you don't, I bet you just bought it because it looked the simplest out of the ones on the rack! It's an iconic piece, a complete perfection of the classic two-piece suit, don't ruin it! Do you not have a handkerchief?" She shook her head, digging in her purse. She threw a tissue onto his lap.

"How long have you had that damn condition?" She continued, "I would have thought you would have prepared for your symptoms more, but you're just as careless about your health as ever! I'm surprised you haven't died without me around!"

Toshinori picked up the tissue. He turned to Asami. She looked at his with glaring eyes, lips pressed into a tight frown.

"I'm fine Asami," he promised.

Asami's lips twitched, and her furrowed brow loosened for a moment.

"Let's see what we have in store next?" Ms Midnight's voice rang out over the speakers, "Will your wildest fantasies come to light?"

"That woman is completely inappropriate for a high school game, Japan's depravity knows no limits," Asami muttered, turning away from Toshinori and diverting her attention back to the festival.

"What the fuck even is a Calvery battle?" Katsumi muttered as she stood in her group. With how the points had been allocated, no way could she have chosen to go with anyone other than Izuku, god knows no one else was jumping at the opportunity.

Uraraka clapped her hands, "Oh Katsumi, this must be really weird for you since you haven't done a normal Japanese sports festival right?"

"Uh, yeah." Kind, selfless Uraraka had also decided to charitably join with Izuku. How kind of her, to stick by her friend despite it making her a target.

Sometimes Katsumi annoyed herself with her own thoughts. She sighed and smiled at Uraraka.

"What, is this based on a normal one? I thought they were just using the name because it's physical stuff."

Uraraka blinked, staring at Katsumi for a moment before a smile grew on her lips and she began to speak-

"It's only very loosely based on a normal sports festival," Tokoyami answered before Uraraka had the chance, Katsumi very quickly turned to the bird-boy, "Of course, in a normal one, participants are not allowed to use their quirks, nor is there a crowd of thousands of people watching."

"Yeah," Katsumi snorted, glancing up.

"All the more people to show off my babies too!" A pink-haired girl squealed, not Mina, Hatsume. She was a support student, seemingly the best one with all the interesting gadgets she had on her. Katsumi would ask her more about them but her annoying eccentric personality made her steer away from asking her any questions that would get her to start rambling.

"Yeah," Izuku hummed, recovered from his teary outburst earlier, he stroked his chin in thought, "the UA sports festival, it's completely different from your regular school sports festival. In both it's construction and point. We're here to make an impression on heroes and the public…"

"Shouldn't we be discussing a plan?" Tokoyami asked, "I suppose you have one, right Midoriya? You picked us all for a reason."

"Yes-!" he nodded, hitting his fist against his palm, "Right, so-"

The calvary battle was by far the worst team event Katsumi had ever taken part in. She just wasn't a team player, she was quite glad when she left her old high school because it also let her leave the cheer team with little drama. Working in a group just wasn't something she was ever good at, but she wasn't going to drag Izuku down.

"Katsumi!"

"Got it!" She whipped her arm out to the left, sweeping the feet of the approaching group.

It was Todoroki's group that was the problem. Damn, Momo was a traitor. She would have thought Iida would join up with Izuku- he was a traitor too. Kaminari- eh.

"Uh oh! The packs malfunctioning!"

Well, there went their trump card, not more flying in the air for them.

"My baby! Well, there's always room for improvement!"

Todoroki's group was only getting closer.

"I'll create a diversion," Tokoyami turned to Katsumi who nodded. Tokoyami was attack, she was defense. She readied herself for an attack.

Dark Shadow shot out, but Momo quickly shielded from it. Katsumi recognised the move and the metal she used to make the shield.

"Her creation quirk is gonna be a pain," Izuku said as Dark Shadow retreated.

"No," Tokoyami shook his head, "Kaminari is the real problem, Dark Shadow is weak to light."

"I'll deal with him," Katsumi offered, "But let's not let them know you're weakness."

Izuku shook his head, "Katsumi, stay on defence. If your arms get too close, Todoroki might be able to catch you in his ice, Dark Shadow is intangible so it's best to use him. As for his weakness, as long as they don't know, we can fake them out. Katsumi, stay on watch for other teams, we don't want anyone sneaking up on us."

Katsumi huffed, slightly annoyed she was being sidelined, but Izuku was right of course, "Got it."

"We can fake them out, as long as the ten million stays with us, we're fine."

Trapped in a small area by Todoroki's ice, Hatsume's gadgets broken, all they could do was evade. Izuku was keeping them to Todoroki's left so he couldn't use his ice without freezing Iida. It didn't seem like any other teams would be interrupting them, though Katsumi was watching out for a certain explosive blonde boy in case he flew over the ice into their makeshift arena.

Tokoyami and Katsumi were both blocking Kaminari's electricity, Katsumi had managed to steal the blanket Momo had made earlier when they tried to hit them with an electric shock without Todoroki freezing her. Kaminari not being able to control the directions of his attack worked in their favour, as long as they didn't have protection, Todoroki couldn't order him to attack.

It was going so well, yet-

"Grab it Todoroki!"

No one had time to react.

"Huh?"

Katsumi looked up, all their points were gone.

"It's like I said Midoriya," Iida said, "I'm challenging you."

Katsumi grit her teeth, "Let's fucking kill these guys!"

"Katsumi!" Uraraka gasped.

"Charge them!" Izuku shouted.

"I can't attack as long as Kaminari's there! Going after someone ele-"

"I'll do it!" Katsumi offered.

"But if Todoroki freezes you-"

"We don't have time!" Izuku shouted, Katsumi heard a bit of panic in his voice. Todoroki had flipped the headbands around so the numbers were hidden, how were they supposed to know which one was the ten million? The top one surely right? But Todoroki was smart-

Fuck, if they didn't get any more points they wouldn't advantage, right? Katsumi was fine with that, but Izuku-

"Let's go!"

"We're getting them back Deku!" Uraraka shouted. Katsumi furrowed her brows as they ran forward. This girl-! No, she had no time to get mad, she had to make sure Izuku got those points-

She onlyjustsaw it. She was probably the only person who did, Dark Shadow moving off to the side. Why? Shouldn't Tokoyami be-

Oh.

He was attacking.

Good idea Tokoyami. She was going to copy him, she hoped he didn't mind.

The feeling of One For All almost broke Katsumi's concentration, almost. She didn't even get time to think about Izuku hurting himself it all happened so quickly.

"I got it!" Izuku shouted as they passed Todoroki, "I really got it"

"Seventeen seconds remain!"

"Wait a second-"

Katsumi didn't get a chance to see what she had grabbed as her arm snapped back into place. She glanced at Tokoyami as Dark Shadow dropped something into his hand.

"It's not-" Izuku grunted, "We've been tricked!"

"Time's almost up! Let's count down! Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven!"

Katsumi was too distracted by the explosions that came from behind to say anything. She was right to watch out for him, Bakugou came flying over the ice with only six seconds remaining.

No one managed to do anything in those seconds, and as Present Mic shouted "Time's up!" Bakugou slammed head-first into the ground.

Izuku was on his knees, clutching the headband he had stolen from Todoroki.

"We lost…" his voice was small, quiet.

Kamsumi's heart dropped, this really meant a lot to him.

"Deku…" Uraraka began to step towards him but Tokoyami stopped her.

"In first place, Team Midoriya!"

Izuku spun around.

"What?!" Uraraka gasped, unsure if she heard that right.

Tokoyami blinked, just as surprised as the other two, the headband in his hand was not the ten million, as hard as he tried he grabbed the wrong one. They couldn't be in first place, the maths didn't add up. He turned to his side. Katsumi looked down at her hand, face blank, slowly, her eyes widened a toothy grin grew on her lips. It was almost kinda creepy, Tokoyoami glanced at what she was looking at.

"How did that happen?!" Hatsume asked cheerily, seemingly unbothered either way.

"We had the same idea…" Tokoyami murmured as he looked at the number on the headband in Katsumi's hand.

Katsumi laughed, face brightening as she held up the headband. Izuku and Uraraka's eyes widened in unison.

"Katsumi!"

"I totally copied Tokoyami," she giggled, looking awfully pleased with herself.

"Tokoyami! You too?!" Izuku was bawling now as he turned his attention to him.

Tokoyami looked to Katsumi, "I'm surprised you thought so quickly as to see what I was doing and have the thought to copy me." He turned to address Izuku, "I thought I should grab one myself just in case, though I wasn't as lucky as Yagi here."

Katsumi laughed, looking a little giddy, "Yeah well, watch me fall on my face in the next event. The universe gotta balance things out."

Katsumi felt eyes on her. She glanced off to the side and sure enough, Todoroki was staring at her, eyes wide.

She grinned.