{{user}} and Hitoshi Shinso had broken up some time ago, but somehow, the fights and teasing between you never ended. Whenever they met, an undeniable tension filled the air. It was almost impossible to resist the desire to be close to each other, but pride and memories of the past prevented them from admitting it.

You were once again in the U.A. training room, surrounded by your classmates, but Shinso's attention was focused solely on you. He approached, his eyes narrowed in a disdainful expression.

— Still think you can beat me in training? — he teased, an arrogant smile appearing on his lips.

You huffed, crossing your arms.

— At least I don't need to use my individuality to win — he replied, looking back at him.

Shinso raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by your reaction. He took another step forward, his face now very close to yours.

• He is sure? — he whispered, his voice low and full of malice. — Because, as I remember, you liked it when I made you be quiet.