Chapter 1

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"Hey kid,  you good?" Groaning, you start to open your eyes. You start out blurry but next thing you know there is a big bird man right in front of you. "How many fingers am I holding up?" the bird man says. "Red wings" you whisper. You repeat that over and over again. "I'm pretty sure that's not a number" he says. You sit up, ignoring your body aching and head pounding. "Woahh careful, we can't have you passing out again" the man says. You look at him, (e/c) eyes blinking. It takes you a moment to register what's happening but you are already reaching out to touch his wings. Thinking for a moment, you scream "HAWKS". Startled, the pro hero looks at you.

"Okay so you know my name, that's a step in the right direction. Can you tell me what happened? Do you need medical attention?" He starts asking. You shake you head in disbelief as he helps you to stand up. "Oh my god this can't be happening, this can't be real" you whisper to yourself. "You better believe it baby bird, I am real and right in front of you. Would you like an autograph? How about a picture with yours truly? Free of charge!" bird man says.

 As you stand up straight you realize, you somehow got teleported into my hero academia. What about you work as a vigilante? How are you going to get bac- Wait, why would you want to go back? You have nobody to go back to and its basically a fresh start. Maybe you can work at a small cafe and have a small apartment with a cat that you adopted. Do you even have a quirk? You can always go back into your vigilante work but the people here will be much harder opponents since they all have some sort of supernatural power.

"HEY!" you flinch and look at hawks. "I have been trying to get your attention for the past 5 minutes but you just zoned out!" he says. "I'm sorry I was just thinki- wait you're not taller?" He was just an inch taller then you but you were so confused. His cheeks are now dusted a light pink and he looks away "cameras do wonders for height". 'He is definitely attractive but why didn't horikoshi make him taller?' you think to yourself. "I am asking you again, do you need medical attention? Why were you passed out behind the alley?" he repeats. You don't know what to tell him. It's not like you can just say 'Oh yeah i was just randomly teleported to this world where you guys are actually a popular TV show!'. You breathe in, "I must have had too much to drink last night and ended up here, it's my bad but im okay now" you lie smoothly. "You drink? you dont look like your of drinking age." he says, looking at you expectantly.

Wait, drinking age in japan is 20 but you have no idea how you look in this world. You were originally 21 but how old do you look now? You think of something to say but you feel as at this point you need to manipulate and guilt him into leaving you alone. "Are you assuming my age? I am definitely of drinking age. What's next are you going to assume my weight as well?" you say. "AH no not at all! Forget I said anything! Where are you from by the way? You dont look like you are from around here." He changes the subject. "I am (Y/N) and I am from New york. I recently just moved here to japan but I must've gotten lost last night. Can you direct me towards to nearest train station?" You need to make a plan and you can't really do that with hawks trying to figure out every little thing about you.

"Sure no problem kid! Is this your bag though? It looks like it was a couple feet away from you." he asks, holding up your black bag. "Oh yeah it is, thank god I didn't lose it" you chuckle. 'If he finds out what is in that bag, this is going to be more than just a friendly talk' you think to yourself. "This bag is kind of heavy, mind telling me what is in it? Of course for safety purposes" he asks.

Oh no, you weren't able to wash your knives and your bloody boots are also in there. "I just have a pair of clothes and my boots in there, nothing special" you say nicely. After years of getting information out of people and getting what you want, you became a master manipulator and of course that comes with knowing when people are lying. "I wouldn't open it though, I have some personal hygiene stuff i'm not comfortable with you seeing, it might be a bit smelly too since i haven't had time to properly wash my clothes." you force a tiny blush onto your cheeks and look away.

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