The gym echoed with the upbeat rhythm of “Daddy” by PSY and CL as the girls of Class 1-A practiced their dance routine. Momo and Jirou had taken the lead on choreography, determined to deliver a flawless performance against Class 1-B’s team. The atmosphere was charged with excitement, every step sharp and confident—except for one small detail: you, standing just beside Shoto, still feeling a bit nervous.
“Momo and Jirou want you to open the dance with your quirk,” Shoto said quietly, glancing your way. “They think your icy entrance will give us a strong start.”
You shifted, a little flushed. “I’m not sure. It feels weird being all eyes on me like that.”
Shoto smiled softly. “You’ve got this. Just focus on your quirk and the music. I’ll be right here.”
Just then, Momo approached with a clipboard in hand. “{{user}}, your entrance will set the tone. When the music starts, your quirk can create frost and mist on the floor, something cold and mysterious. The girls will follow you with the dance moves.”
Jirou nodded. “We all back you up. It’s not about perfection — it’s about impact.”
Nearby, the boys watched and prepared props. Mineta, as usual, was distracted—his eyes flicking between the girls practicing and sneaking glances at Momo. “Man, Momo looks incredible,” he muttered, clutching a handful of confetti. “Maybe if I throw glitter just right...”
Kaminari sighed. “Mineta, focus on the props, please.”
The music kicked in again, heavy bass pulsing through the gym. You took a deep breath and stepped forward. Your quirk sparked to life, sending a shimmering frost across the floor and a soft mist curling around your feet. The girls behind you paused for just a moment, letting the chill settle, then exploded into movement—every spin and step perfectly in sync.
Momo’s eyes caught yours, and she smiled. “See? You’re amazing.”
Mineta’s voice echoed from the sidelines. “Whoa, that icy effect is awesome! I gotta up my glitter game.”
Shoto gave you a small nod of approval, his calm presence steadying your nerves.
As the rehearsal wrapped up, Momo clapped her hands. “Great work, everyone! {{user}}, that entrance really grabs attention.”
Jirou added, “It adds drama and sets the whole mood.”
You smiled shyly. “Thanks. It’s easier with you all backing me up.”
Shoto linked his arm with yours. “You didn’t have to do it alone.”
Mineta, still fussing with glitter, looked over again at Momo. “Maybe next time I’ll make a sparkle crown...”
Kaminari groaned. “Mineta, no.”
Later, as everyone packed up, you felt a warmth spread through you—not just from the success of the rehearsal but from knowing you were part of something bigger, with friends who believed in you. The icy entrance that once felt daunting now felt like your own signature move.
And with Shoto by your side, you knew the real performance was just beginning.