𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙄𝙇𝙇𝙐𝙎𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙏𝙊𝙍 // ᵏ.ᵇᵃᵏᵘᵍᵒᵘ

♡˗ˏ✎ ;; CHAPTER TWO────

"I THOUGHT THAT I WAS DREAMING, WHEN YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME..."

Your little (favorite color) speaker was blaring music while you decorated your room and unpacked. Frank Ocean being an artist of comfort as you tried to deter your mind from entrance exams, but it was a futile attempt. All you could think about was those entrance exams and how you were going to fail. 

You doubted your power a lot, you couldn't do anything without a pencil and paper. But there was so much more to your power, things you haven't even tried before. You hummed along to Ivy as you hung up some clothes in your closet and put others away in your drawers. I thought that I was dreaming when you said you loved me. The start of nothing new. As you shifted through your closet, trying to figure out if you wanted to organize it in a certain way, you wondered... You wondered what it felt like to be in love, you've dated a few guys before. But none of them were ever 'the one.'

This was a random thought, but it happened a lot, just randomly wondering if you would ever find live like in the movies. Oh how you wished you were in a movie, your own indie coming of age film. Playing Lykke Li during your crying scenes and running down an empty street in the middle of the night. You wanted someone you could go lay on train tracks with while you pretended to be edgy and smoked a cigarette.

Maybe at U.A. you might find someone, there would be plenty of opportunities and plenty of people. That is if you even got in. Stop doubting yourself Y/n!! You thought to yourself, you kept getting in your own head and making yourself nervous. You needed some downtime, because unpacking clearly wasn't helping. Maybe you would go for a walk and check out your neighborhood.

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You took in the streets of Musutafu, adoring the energy, it was nothing like (hometown.) It was beautiful, and even if there was a lot of crime, it was surprisingly very clean, neat and calm. When walking down the street, you expected a couple stares or any remarks. You heard about the lack of racial diversity in places in Asia, your dad would tell you about how Asian countries were ignorant on certain topics. Not ignorant being a bad thing, they were just uneducated and unaware.

But your walk was pretty peaceful, except for when you went to check your phone. You pulled it out of your pocket and unlocked it, checking your notifications. You took your eyes off the sidewalk ahead of you for only a minute, but it was that minute when you bumped into someone. You bumped into a strong and sweaty chest, making you stumble until you fell over.

You were ready to apologize and hopefully hope that person didn't hate you, you opened your mouth to speak but were immediately cut off. "Watch where you're going dumbass!"

I'm sorry, what now? "No need for all the aggression dude, I'm sorry. But you should watch where you're going too. You clearly saw me." You shot back, who was this guy? You picked up your phone which you dropped and stood up to get a good look at this guy.

You dusted off your pants and looked up to make eye contact with him, the minute your (eye color) eyes met his piercing red ones, you felt something. Whatever it was it was weird, you raised an eyebrow at the stranger and rolled your eyes, he must've thought he was such a hot shot.

The stranger glared at you, shooting daggers at you, he didn't appreciate you bumping into him 'on purpose' as he saw it. You just turned into public enemy number 2. Right after Deku of course. The stranger, Bakugou, gave you a once over. Who was this chick? Her hair is pretty or whatever but she looks annoying, he thought to himself.

After a moment of silent staring, you huffed and walked off, for some reason that stranger gave you weird vibes, like you wanted to hate him. Of course you wanted to hate him, he got all pissy over a little mistake. But another part was interested, curious. But curiosity killed the cat Y/n.

Yes, but satisfaction brought it back.

word count ;; 830

date started ;; 01/12/21

date finished ;; 01/14/21

date uploaded ;; 01/14/21

Hi! I would like to make a quick disclaimer, while yes this is a fantasy world, I'm still taking real world aspects. While I personally do not have any experience with forms of racism in Japan or lack of diversity, I do have people who have experienced it. They have told me stories about little kids pointing at their hair because they haven't seen anything like it. I will try not to make this aspect a big thing in the story, but parts of it will have to include the things I wrote about today.