All Might's Class 1A

End of Round 1

Toshinori took a deep breath as he climbed the hill.

Just don't pay attention to her. Smack her in the face or whatever you have to do and then you are done. Toshinori thought.

He took his place on the top of the hill and waited for Nemuri.

There was a murmur from the audience as she came out of the tunnel and sashayed towards the hill like she was walking a fashion model's runaway instead of a field. Most distracting of all was not her sensual movements, but the fact that her gym uniform jacket was unzipped, displaying her thin black tanktop underneath along with a bit too much of her chest area.

Toshinori blushed and looked down at his shoes.

Mr. Gyakura did not look away. His reaction was much more vocal.

"Nemuri Kayama. Zip that jacket up now," he said.

"But, Sir. It is so hot in here," Nemuri said, sticking her bottom lip out and pouting.

"I said zip it," Mr. Gyakura said.

Nemuri made a face and did as the teacher asked.

"Fine. But it is way better when my jacket is unzipped. Right, Toshi?" She asked.

Toshinori kept his eyes fixed on the ground. "My name is Toshinori."

"But Toshi is so much cuter," Nemuri said.

Mr. Gyakura cleared his throat. "If you two are finished chatting, we need to get on with it."

"Of course," Nemuri said with a grin.

"Toshinori Yagi, are you ready?" Mr. Gyakura asked.

Toshinori took a deep breath, fixed a smile on his face and looked up.

"Of course," he said.

"Nemuri_" Mr. Gyakura began.

"You don't even need to ask. I can't wait to get physical," she said, licking her lips.

Toshinori barely kept himself from looking away and blushing at those words. Mr. Gyakura just rolled his eyes.

"Then this round has begun," He said.

The sound of zipper going down tore through the silence as Nemuri stripped off her jacket and mist exploded towards Toshinori.

Toshinori took a deep breath before it reached him and held it as he dove for her. All he could find, however, was more mist.

"Did you really think it would be that easy? You are so cute and naive," Nemuri said.

Toshinori dashed in the direction her voice had come from only to find more empty hilltop.

"Just take a deep breath, Toshi. Your defeat will be very, very sweet, I promise," Nemuri said.

Not good. This mist is obscuring her location and sooner or later I am going to run out of air. Toshinori thought.

"It really is a pity I can't see that smile of yours. It looks so cute on you," Nemuri said.

This time Toshinori didn't try to move towards the voice. He moved the opposite way, hoping to catch her moving and still found nothing.

"My, but you are desperate to get your hands on me. Your making it hard to play hard to get," Nemuri said.

The air in Toshinori's lungs started to burn. 

Think. There has got to be some way out of this, Toshinori thought.

He found himself thinking of Emi, Yamada, and Shota. All of his friends had faced difficulties and overcome them. It would be a shame if couldn't. He thought of Enji and then his eyes widened and he nearly took a breath of the mist.