Ace of Hearts - Tenya I. x Reader

Prologue

     You know the feeling when the last day of summer casually knocks on your door, only for you to open it and be greeted by the train of realization head on. Well, that's how Y/N felt when she woke up at 6:30 realizing she never started her summer break assignment. U.A made all their transfer students create a full slide presentation on themselves and their quirk. It had to be at least 6 slides and a full explanation of your quirk.  Y/N's alarm clock beeps obnoxiously, and her eyes shoot open.

     "Ah shit, shit, shit, shit, fugdutle nuggets, shit." Y/N sprang out of her bed, tumbling over books and shoes. Grabbing her phone she checked the time. 6:35. Crap. School started at 7:30 and according to her calculations she had about 30 minutes to get ready, make the slides, and eat breakfast.

     She ran to the bathroom, wet her toothbrush, smudged toothpaste on, and sprinted to her bedroom. Opening her laptop she opened up google slides and started typing basic facts. After slide one she hurried to her drawers in search of her uniform. Sliding on a blouse and blazer, she began rummaging and throwing clothes out of her drawers, searching for her UA skirt. Fuck, no skirt, socks or bra. Really, you've got to be kidding me.

     Hopping over the piles of discarded clothes, Y/N dug in her hamper and found her skirt, with relatively no stains, well besides one dead center in the front. Ha nice. Slipping them on, rolled the skirt just a wee bit, some toothpaste began dripping on her chin. She kept digging while brushing, the queen of multi-tasking. 

     When she finally found a bra, she lifted it to her nose to sniff. 

     Hmmm. It doesn't smell that bad. She clipped it on and headed to the bathroom to spit and rinse. Gurling mouthwash, Y/N ran her fingers through her hair and tied it into a rough looking ponytail. 

     Spitting the mouthwash out, she stumbled back to her room, in search of socks. She went all national treasure in her room, searching high and low for her matching school socks. She found it under her laptop, slipped it on, and finished typing a rough looking presentation. Okie not bad, not bad. She checked the time. 6:50. Crap.

     Where is the frickin' sock!? After searching for an additional 5 minutes, Y/N gave up, as time was running out. She rummaged through her top drawer to find a similar sock. She managed to find a black sock, but it was an ankle sock, not knee high like the uniform sock. It's going to have to work. She put the sock on, and shimmied the knee high sock down to her ankles, trying her best to tuck it in nicely. 6:59. Time to go.

     She grabbed her tie and put it on, while stuffing her bag with her laptop and school supplies. She bolted to the kitchen, grabbing a bag of pretzels, before dashing out the door, tying her shoes as she ran to her car. Checking the time like her life depended on it (which it does), she raced to school.

     She skidded into the parking lot, came to a halt, turned off her car, and dashed into the building. Panic set in after a few wrong turns and and awkward walk into the wrong classroom. "Sorry! Wrong room!"

     Y/N took off again, backtracking her steps to Class 2A. Where was her classroom? Checking her phone the time was now 7:25. She was really pushing her luck today. She sped down the hallway half-assed hoping this was where she needed to be. Charging full speed, she didn't stop in time as she ran head first into some dude.

     Both startled and tumbled. "Hey! No running allowed in the halls. We need to be conscious of oth-" She cut him off by taking off running, as she remembered her class was a few doors down. 

     "Sorry, no time for a lecture. I'm late for class!"

     She skidded to a halt in front of 2A. Yes! Her class! Y/N cried internally as she finally made it with two minutes to spare. Phew. She really lucked out this time.

     "Excuse me. Can I squeeze past you?" Y/N turned around to see a tall four eyed dude. Wow. he looks like a wind up toy that has been wound up too tight. 

     "Excuse me. Did you hear me? As class president it's my job to be on time and as a student, I hope you find it important to be punctual as well."

     Damn, he must've slept on the wrong side of the floor to be this uptight. "Sorry sir, I was just channeling my inner Gandalf, You shall pass."

     He walked past Y/N, hurried inside to greet his fellow classmates. Y/N stood to the side of the door frame, feeling awkward. Did she wait for someone to announce her arrival, or does she just waltz right in? Her question gets answered as a teacher walks up behind her.

     "Miss L/N, My name is Shoto Aizawa. Please, enter the room so we can get you situated." he greeted Y/N with a firm handshake, which she accepted.

     He motioned her to enter the classroom, and Y/N stepped in. "Everyone. I'd like you to meet our new student, Y/N L/N."