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"STOP IT! PLEASE, STOP IT!" Y/N yelled, standing between the two angry teenage boys - not that that was any help, given her ghostly body.
Her two worlds were colliding most violently, and it felt as though both were falling down around her.
As much as she was attempting to put a barrier around her thoughts, control everything the way she 'should', the way she always did, memories of both Midoriya and Shoto were fighting in her mind.
They played like a movie, one scene replacing the next on a big screen, memories bringing love and pain and nostalgia and regret into a fight within her heart.
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"Ew! Your Quirk is for a villain - you're not going to be a Hero!"
Y/N was torn between crying and punching the person who'd said it, her chubby kindergartener hands curling into fists in her lap as she slumped in her chair, staring at the desk.
"Don't be mean! Y/L/N's Quirk is cooler than all of ours!"
She raised her head, watching the defiant expression formed on the green-haired kid's face as he defended her.
