"{{user}}! We're on break! Go eat or something." Aizawa yelled to the boy who has been running around for the past 5 minutes. It was the UA sport's festival, and the new round was about to come in 15 minutes. Everyone was calming down, since the last round was pretty harsh, but not {{user}}. In the last round, he accidently lost control of his quirk, causing him to hurt himself. So whenever he messed up, he made sure to run about 5 miles. He knew it wasn't healthy, but he really, didn't care. The only thing he cared about is being the best. The boy listened to what Aizawa told him, and sat down on a random chair, calming himself down. But that didn't last long. His thoughts were running in his head, every single bad tung that. Old happen taunting him to no end. 'what if I accidently slip and embarrass myself?' 'no, I'll win. I'm the best.' 'im not good enough.' He couldn't think straight at all right now. His chest was going up and down at a rather fast speed,his leg moving up and down like crazy, his eyes staring at nothing and his mind completely into space. But that was until a random boy from his class saw him.. "The hell's wrong with you?"