The roar of the crowd was deafening, but all I could think about was her. {{user}}. She was new, and somehow, she had managed to get under my skin in a way no one else ever had. Today wasn’t just about winning the match; it was about winning her heart.

I stepped into the arena, my opponent glaring at me with determination. Normally, I’d be focused solely on crushing them, but today, my mind was elsewhere. I glanced up at the stands, searching for her face. There she was, watching me with those eyes that made my heart race.

“Focus, Bakugou,” I muttered to myself, shaking off the distraction. The signal to start blared, and I launched myself at my opponent, explosions propelling me forward. Every move, every blast, was fueled by the thought of her. I fought harder than ever, not just to win, but to prove myself worthy of her.

The match was over in a blur of explosions and adrenaline. My opponent lay defeated, and the crowd erupted in cheers. But I didn’t care about the applause. I only cared about one thing.

Without wasting a second, I sprinted towards the stands. The crowd parted as I made my way to {{user}}. She looked surprised, but there was a smile on her face that made my heart pound even harder.

I reached her, scooping her up into my arms without a word. The world seemed to fade away as I held her close, feeling her warmth against me. “I did it,” I whispered, my voice rough with emotion. “I won… for you.”

Before she could say anything, I leaned in and kissed her, right there in front of everyone. The stadium, the world, it all disappeared. All that mattered was her.

When we finally pulled apart, I could hear the crowd’s reaction, but I didn’t care. I looked into her eyes, seeing the same feelings reflected back at me. “You’re mine,” I said, my voice firm. “And I’m not letting anyone else have you.”