Yes, and it's a hard fought victory!

Itsuka turned to see Izuku coming right for her, and immediately sidestepped at the last second, letting him pass by. He stopped in a hurry, yelping as he almost went over the edge of the ring. He turned, and saw Itsuka throw a quick jab at his face, and he yelped again, this time in pain as the blow struck, making his nose bleed, and more concerningly, made him start to fall backward.

On instinct, he shot his arm forward, grabbing the front of her gym uniform, surprising her by how fast he responded, and yanked himself forward, headbutting her. She staggered back, before swinging an enlarged fist at him. He couldn't dodge, and outright blocking would push him out of bounds. That left drastic measures to counter.

He quickly prepared another flick, going with thirty percent of One For All in his index finger, not wanting to seriously hurt Itsuka... And hopefully avoid hurting his finger too much. Just before impact, he shouted, "Smash!" The flick generated a shockwave, smaller and less forceful than when he usually used this trick... But sufficient to send Itsuka flying back towards the opposite edge of the ring, skipping along the ground.

"Ow, damn it!" she cursed, enlarging both hands and scrabbling at the floor, trying to keep herself from clearing the edge. She succeeded, mere inches from the edge of the ring, and looked up. Before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she froze, seeing Izuku was about to flick again, this time with his middle finger, as his index was red and swollen. "...oh, that's just not-!" she started to curse.

"Smash!" Izuku roared, flicking again, the shockwave traveling across the ring, and striking Itsuka dead on, and flinging her clear off the edge of the ring. She grunted as she hit the ground, before relaxing, resigned to the loss.

"Winner by ring out, Izuku Midoriya!" Midnight declared, and the crowd applauded the match. It had been relatively short, but it had been a nail biter. Monoma was naturally cursing like crazy.

Izuku jumped over to Itsuka, and extended his good hand to her. She smirked a bit, shrinking her hands down and accepting his extended hand. "Almost had you," she stated ruefully.

"Yeah, you did," Izuku nodded, pulling her to her feet. "So... Talk after the Festival?" She nodded in agreement, and they headed back to the stands as Setsuna and Kirishima headed to the ring.