♢~Most Girls~♢

|3| Cut My Hair And Hide My Chest

Chapter- Three
Chapter title- Cut My Hair And Hide My Chest
Song- This Is Home
Song artist- Cavetown
Trigger warnings- homophobia, profanity, fighting, time skips, sass
Disclaimers- I do not own My Hero Academia. All characters belong to Kohei Horikoshi. I own nothing but the plot and mentioned OC'S. I reccomend listening to the song above for extra entertainment. This is for entertainment purposes only.

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All I can do is hide it. Nothing I do can make it really go away.

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Izumi's POV

Question: how fast can ten months- nearly an entire year- go by?

Answer: really fucking fast.

That's what'd you say too, if you had been told to kill yourself for being quirkless, gotten attacked by some kind of sludge monster, gotten saved by your idol, asked said idol if you could become a hero, said idol says no and leaves, and you walk home only to find your BEST FUCKING FRIEND being ATTACKED by the SAME SLUDGE MONSTER THING THAT TRIED TO KILL YOU. THEN, you've gotta THROW A BACKPACK at it, nearly get KILLED by said idol CHANGING THE FUCKING WEATHER, and then go home only to get asked by said idol if you WANTED HIS QUIRK.

Yeah, ten months go by pretty fast when you're cleaning up the #1 litter spot.

Ten months go by pretty fast when you're trying to focus on keeping your mother happy instead of mad and bitchy.

Ten months go by fast when you're trying to figure out how to explain to your mentor that you're not a girl.

Izumi is fucking done. So done.

Ten months went by too fast.

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Izumi stood outside of the school building, tapping her foot impatiently. Where the hell were they? I mean, so what if she was at least thirty minutes early? So what if they were known for wanting to sleep in? So what if Ashido had parents that always wanted pictures and Katsuki was the type of person to be late simply to spite her?

So what? It wasn't like she was standing outside of the most prestigious school in all of Japan in nothing but a tank top and leggings under her school uniform. It wasn't like she had just swallowed magic hair that she really wanted to hack back up. It wasn't like she had zero clue how to use the quirk that she had been given via magic hair.

No. Not at all. Never.

Okay, so maybe she was standing outside of the most prestigious school in Japan wearing nothing but a tank top and leggings under her school uniform, and maybe she did just swallow magic hair that she really wanted to hack back up, and maybe she didn't know how to use the quirk she had been given via magic hair. Maybe.

Izumi huffed and checked her phone again. Other hopeful teenagers were already trickling in with nervous smiles on their faces, and Katsuki and Mina hadn't even texted her.

Oh screw it. I'm spamming.

YoGir-I'llGetBackToYou: where are you.
YoGir-I'llGetBackToYou: Where are you.
YoGir-I'llGetBackToYou: Where are you.
YoGir-I'llGetBackToYou: Where are you.
YoGir-I'llGetBackToYou: Where are you.