I swear I died just a few minutes ago... so why am I still breathing?
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Reincarnation fic of BNHA [discontinued]
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Warning: discontinued </3
And swearing, from the protagonist and bakugou
ALSO INCLUDES LGBTQ+ THEMES
im obsessed with jujutsu kaisen fanfics rn lmao i cant stop reading them. ALSO SEASON 2 OF DR STONE IS GOOD FDNFDJKGJFG (its like, 3 episodes rn but whatevs lmao)
also my area is in lockdown and we haven't ever needed to do that before-
(in this chapter: the start of the practical exam! teacher talk!)
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I slip on my boots, and adjust the single lens visor. The entire changing room was thick with tension – everyone fidgeting and exchanging nervous glances. I sneak a glance at Katsuki, who I'm still ignoring. He was buckling up his boots, so he didn't notice my burning stare. I hate him. I also don't at the same time. It's confusing.
"It's so tense in here... I thought most of us would be more excited," Denki muttered to me and Ojiro.
"Are you excited, Denki?" I ask quietly. Denki grins.
"I sure am," the electric quirk user replies. Ojiro chuckles softly, and the sound of someone laughing seems to ease the nerves of some of the other guys in the changing room. I could see Fumikage's tense shoulders relaxing a little.
"Funny way you're showing it, Kaminari-kun. You're wringing your hands like some worried mother," Ojiro whispers with a raised eyebrow. Denki lets out a nervous giggle.
"I'd be more surprised if you're not nervous. This is our first legit practical exam since the entrance exam," I murmur, eyes still on Katsuki. Katsuki looks up at my words, but I've already turned my gaze away, focusing them on Denki. "I'm nervous as hell."
"Why should you be, Ikunori-kun? You've got a good quirk," Hanta pipes up from beside us. I send him a lopsided smile, flushing a little at the compliment. Katsuki suddenly slams his gauntlets on the bench, and we all jolt. I narrow my eyes at him. Hanta chuckles awkwardly and adjusts his helmet. I sigh and turn to Hanta.
"I just am, I guess," I reply. Hanta shakes his head at that, but lets me be. I'm sure as hell not gonna explain why the reason I'm nervous is because we have to fight the teachers! "But my quirk isn't all that."
"Shut your mouth, please, Ikunori. I'd love to have your quirk," Ojiro groans, tightening his obi. I grin in apology.
"Alright everyone! Once we have our hero costumes on, we shall depart for the exam grounds!" Tenya instructs loudly, his hand doing the chopping motion. All the guys let out noises of consent, and soon, we all headed to the exam grounds.
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The teachers are all lined up in front of us. Everyone murmurs to each other in confusion. I keep my eyes trained on Aizawa. I wonder who he matched me up with.
"Now, we will begin the practical exam," Aizawa announced, hands in pockets. "Of course, it is possible to fail this exam. If you want to go to training camp, then don't make any stupid mistakes."
