All Might's Class 1A

Fighting with Class

Enji grinned and shot Toshinori a look.

I promised to prove I am next the number one hero, It said.

"Listen up. I am only going to say this once. I will predetermine your opponents," he said waving the clipboard in his hand. "So if you were hoping to pick an easy victim then think again."

Enji scowled and then turned to glare at Gran Torino.

Toshinori sent a silent prayer to the heavens for any opponent, but Enji for his first round.

"You win by pinning your opponent for a consecutive minute or by knock out or forcing them to give up," Gran Torino said.

"Though I would prefer pinning to knock out. Don't want too many of you badly hurt your first day," a voice said.

Toshinori turned to see Recovery Girl approaching.

"Good timing. This lovely lady here is the reason I can let you knock each other to pieces. She can heal most damage, but don't go snapping necks on purpose. No unnecessary cruelty unless you want to run laps from now until school is over," Gran Torino said.

Toshinori's legs twinged as he thought back to his first week of training. Good stamina building Gran Torino had called it even as Toshinori dry heaved from the effort such constant running without use of his quirk exacted.

"The first match is Enji Todoroki...," Gran Torino began.

Please, don't be me. Please, don't be me.

"...and Tsunagu Hakamata," Gran Torino finished.

Enji turned to Toshinori.

"You had better not get knocked in the first round," he said.

"Well, let's both do our best," Toshinori said.

Enji glared at him and stormed off to the center of the gym where a boy with stylish wavy brown hair stood waiting for him.

Enji and the boy, Tsunagu, faced each other.

Enji's fists were clenched and he was staring so hard that Toshinori was half-convinced his quirk was laser eyes or X-ray vision and not fire.

"What do you boys need? A written invitation. Get to it," Gran Torino said.

Fire blazed forth from Enji's fists and streamed out of his eyes in a mask like formation.

Tsunagu's uniform started to disappear. First his sleeves were gone to the elbow then to the shoulder. His pants suddenly turned into shorts. White, blue, and red strings attached to his uniform shot towards Enji, twisting and writhing as if they had a mind of their own.

Cloth manipulation. The boy had unraveled his uniform to attack Enji.

A wall of fire burst from Enji and raced towards Tsunagu.

When the touched the wall of flames, the thread snakes withered and died.

The wall of fire became a circle, closing Tsunagu off from view.

The last Toshinori saw of the boy was Tsunagu staring at the flames with wide eyes, body stiff as a board.

Enji watched the circle of flames with crossed arms and a blank expression for a full minute then suddenly the flames vanished.

Tsunagu lay crumpled on the gym floor. His uniform and hair were drenched in clear, dark sweat.

"Enji Todoroki wins by knock out," Gran Torino said.