Shana
It was the first round of the Sports festival and the red-haired, crimson eyed hot-head was up, her opponent one of her upperclassmen that she had seen around, but hadn't really talked too. A large imposing young man, who she could tell just by looking at him that she was not going to over power him physically, in fact depending on his quirk and how dependent he was on it, she was probably going to have one hell of a time, and may not make it past the first round at all.
But that was a thought for another time, she was here to give it her all, who knows how this was going to play out. As she took her place in the ring, she took up a defensive stance, legs taught ready to leap away should she need to when the bell rang to signal the start of the match.
But that was a thought for another time, she was here to give it her all, who knows how this was going to play out. As she took her place in the ring, she took up a defensive stance, legs taught ready to leap away should she need to when the bell rang to signal the start of the match.