This is me

🕷Sport's Festival Winner🕷

After the intense moment with his so-called rival, the frostfire male made his way towards to waiting room for the final battle, during the silence, Shoto ponders the conflicting thoughts of his previous battle with Izumi, past wounds echo in his head mixed with his father's demands and his mother's cries, the fear, and hatred of using his fire side lingers. But Izumi's voice of encouragement broke his trance, he slowly realized that she was not just some girl, "She too had wounds that are far more painful than drive deeper and scars that tell terrifying tales... But the way her eyes soften with kindness around the calm but hardens with ferocity when attacked, the way her body moves was like she was dancing, and her skills in the battle were like she rehearsed it." He thought.

A true prima ballerina dances as someone pulls on her puppet strings and the battlefield is her stage as she glides over countless bodies... Suddenly he saw her face... That same face that kept telling him that his powers were his and his alone as the puppet strings slowly pulled her away.

-BAM!!!-

Shoto's thoughts were suddenly interrupted when a certain brass blonde abruptly kicked the door open, he suddenly faced to face with none other than Katsuki Bakugou, "Just the asshole I'm looking for." He growled as he slowly approached the heterochromia male, "You're in the wrong room." Shoto said nonchalantly. "Oh I know that, but I'm here to give you some advice." Katsuki snarled.

The blonde intimidate the other by slightly blasting the table along with a warning, "Listen hear Icyhot, you better your fucking best at the final battle, if you don't, that just proves how fucking weak you are." He growled, "Midoriya said the same-'' Shoto was suddenly interrupted when Katsuki grabbed the front of his shirt.

"And another thing, stay away from Izumi!." He said as his glare intensified, "Midoriya was a fool to help me, she could have easily won the battle if she kept her mouth shut." Shoto spat back, "You fucker! Izumi's ten times the hero you'll ever be! you don't know what she has to go through, she does everything she can to surpass any limits, you only use half of your shitty power, what good will that do in the fucking future?!. She will be a hero!." Katsuki roared but came to a sudden realization...

The words that fell from his mouth felt strange, visions of young Izumi's face stained with tears flashed before his eyes, instead of seeing Todoroki in front of him, he saw he was holding Izumi by the collar of her shirt as she cried her eyes out, "Kacchan stop!!!, it hurts!!!." She wails, "WELL GET IT IN YOUR HEAD YOU DEKU, YOU'LL NEVER BE A HERO!!!."

He suddenly felt weak, he knew he had no right to say those words as he was the cause of his childhood friend's pain and misery, he slowly came to his senses and saw Todoroki giving a confused glance but remained silent.

"Tsk, just do your fucking best, cause I won't go easy on you," Katsuki growled and left the room while Todoroki stood there in the now calm quiet room.

As soon as Katsuki made his way to the arena, "Young Bakugu, wait up!." A boisterous voice called out, the ash-blond looked behind him and saw none other than All Might as he approached him, "What do you want you old man." Katskui said, "Haha, young man there is something I would like to discuss with you..."

Later

"Alright the combatants are set and we run the data through all possibilities..." Aizawa announced, "It's time for the FINAL BATTLE!!!." Present Mic cheered at the same time cranking the energy of the crowd to the max.

As soon as the combatants were on the battle ring they wasted no time and attacked.

Shoto slammed his hand to the ground sending a wave of ice towards his opponent, Katsuki fought back with rapid exploding punches to evade the cold attacks. Soon a wall of ice formed between the combatants at the same time trapping Katsuki inside.