I'm using an oc for this, but you can also imagine yourself if you'd like. Enjoy this trash, like me~
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Allen Cruz was sitting at their desk, in front of their laptop in the dark, finishing up two assignments simultaneously, of their 14 missing assignments. They looked around their room searching for a clock, when their droopy and tired eyes finally landing on the digital clock at their bedside table. A 3:22am stared right back at them, as if reminding them of how sleep deprived they were, and to clear the 7 coffee mugs at the bedside table, before one of them fell down and broke into pieces.
They groaned as they turned the lights on, flooding the entire room with a sudden flash of light, causing them to thrust their head back onto the desk.
Despite a severe headache, they got up with wobbly, aching legs and made their way to the bathroom. Staring right back at them was their reflection in the bathroom mirror. Even Allen, themselves were shocked momentarily upon seeing their reflection. Looking back at them was the same soul, but just a shell of what used to be a hale & hearty non-binary kid. They noticed they had dark eye bags, and they had gotten skinnier too, but not in a good way. It wasn't their fault too. They don't deserve all this. After all, they're just 17 years old.
Snapping out of a depressing gaze they had gone into, they quickly washed their face and left the bathroom, not wanting to see the mirror again. They tiptoed out the room with 7 coffee mugs in their hands and made their way to the kitchen, being careful not to drop anything or make a sound. They didn't want to wake up their mother, so they went full stealth mode. It was a habit they just picked up at a really early age and were forced to hone it to the best of their abilities due to living in a toxic household.
After washing the mugs and setting them all in place, they quietly went back to their room and locked the door.
"Okay, no more caffeine for me. But there isn't any food either, and microwaving shit would make a lot of sound. Hmm....let's just drink water and yeet myself onto the bed and binge watch some anime!", they spoke out loud to themselves, before throwing themselves on the bed and turning off the lights, except for the strobe lights, and snuggled in to watch a few hours of OHSHC or Hanako(TBHK).
Soon after, they drifted off to slumber whilst watching SK8 the Infinity, because they're indecisive.
Little did they know, they were up for a surprise the next morning.
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Hey! Sorry if it's bad, I usually don't get any time so I'm writing this at 4am. My sleep schedule's fucked up, I know. Also, next chapter might be a bit triggering to some people, (like @buse, robbery, sh00ting, anxiety, mentions of self harm, etc.). I'll try to keep it as light as possible though.
Thanks for reading! See you soon!
Also, are ya'll excited for MHA S5 on 27th March?! I most certainly am!
Tell me who do you kin in MHA? Mine is Shinsou and Bakugou.
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If BNHA met Gen Z (One-shot)
FanfikceJust a random idea I had if the three musketeers suddenly arrived in our world in a gen z kid's house.