the world was wide enough — au

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" IT'S FINE NOW. WHY? BECAUSE I AM HERE! "

Toshinori's signature grin only grew with the tension. It wasn't even tension- there was a certain energy in the air, alive with fighting spirit. He steeled his will and his feet shifted into a more suitable ready position- a light bend in his knees, one foot slightly ahead of the other, arms drawn up as if he were a boxer. Before Aizawa had started the countdown, he flashed a thumbs up to Kirishima. It would be good to see two pros in action, after all! He would surely get something out of this spar, whether it was new strategies for countering strong quirks, or just some nice entertainment. Hopefully the young man wouldn't be too bored.

One.... All Might was pulled from his thoughts and he focuses again, watching the other man intensely. Two. A pause. What was that for? Was there a point in looking into it? Maybe... not. He cleared his head. Three.
All of a sudden Aizawa's scarf was wrapped around his torso and the other teacher seemed to be flying. Toshinori's eyes followed the binds to their source, and he made an attempt to grab the scarf so he could forcefully throw Aizawa off course, hopefully enough so his boot wouldn't connect with its mark. The thrill of being in battle against someone like this was exhilarating. But he would have to keep a cool head in order to not be outsmarted. While he was more intelligent than he usually let on, he wasn't the epitome of studying. He could still be outfoxed.

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