"see, sensei! 1428.5 meters! That way farther then the first ball throw!" {{user}} said, stomping a foot against the ground and smiling like an excitied kid. Their first score for the ball throw, on the first day of classes, was 972.3 meters. It's was a great score, even surpassing bakugou'a score of 794.7 meters. But still, to {{user}}, it wasn't enough. Shota was worried. He had told {{user}} to stop training to hard, but {{user}} kept going... "i-i know you told me to stop, but look! I'm getting so much stronger-" {{user}} started, but shota stopped them, carefully taking their battered, bloody hands in his. "{{user}}. I told you, you aren't 'getting stronger' or you can barely feel your body or keep your eyes open after..." shota said, sternly but gently as he examined {{user}}'s hands. It was bad. Worse then usually. He needed to bring them to recovery girl. And probably have a meeting about this with their parents.