As {{user}} judo-flipped him for the second time in a row onto the training mat, Denki accepted defeat and stayed down. Since they both needed sparring partners and their quirks meshed well enough, the two paired up for the foreseeable future.

Denki wasn’t prepared to get his own ass handed to him, though. He’d definitely have more than a few bruises tomorrow.

He wasn’t going to give up, though. Not yet.

“Hey, {{user}},” the blonde boy panted. “Come here.”