Shinso x Fem!Reader "My Own Hero"

Chapter 1

Today is the day. The day I finally get to make a name for myself. No more living in the shadow of my parents. No more expectations of others I have to listen to. This is finally my time to become the hero I've always dreamed of being!

Ever since I was little, I remember wanting to have a quirk and be an amazing hero just like my parents. Everyone loved them and they always brought a smile to everyone, even those who were feeling hopeless. And once I got my quirk, I knew I had to go to the best hero school in the world so I could become an amazing hero and make my family proud! After a bit of research, I came across UA, a high school in Japan dedicated to the future heroes of the world. It was then I knew I was going to go to UA, even though I'm in America. So, with the help of my teachers, parents and a few close friends, I taught myself Japanese and worked hard with my quirk so I would be prepared to beat the best of the best in order to get into the school of my dreams: UA High School.

After having to fly all the way to Japan just to take the entrance exam, I had to wait even longer than most other students because my letter had to travel overseas. But the wait was more than worth it. To see All Might, Japan's symbol of peace and number one hero, congratulate me on making it into not just UA but the hero course as well was a dream come true. Of course celebration had to happen with my friends and family! After that I spent all my time preparing to move to Japan... all alone. With my parents being pro heroes here in America, there was no way they could go to Japan with me, and I would never ask them to do something like that. And so, with months to plan and prepare myself, I found an apartment and moved to Japan. My parents transfer money to me every month and they pay for my rent so I don't have to worry about money (and I can't thank them enough for doing all that for me!).

But back to the present. I'm now walking up to the gates of UA in awe of how huge and beautiful this school really is! I make sure to not bump into anyone and to keep an eye on where I'm going while taking in everything around me. Once inside, I quickly step to the side so I'm out of everyone else's way. I take out the map of the school from my pocket and quickly check where I need to go. And just as quickly, I put the map back into my pocket and headed off toward my class: class 1-A.

Soon I arrive in front of a huge door with muffled sounds coming from the other side. I take a deep breath and calmly open the door. After I enter and close the door behind me, I notice there's only a few students here already. In the section all the way to the left, four seats back there is a boy with short dark blue hair and glasses sitting up super straight looking very serious and kind of unfriendly. In the second section there's no one here yet. In the third section, there's a boy all the way in the back with half white and half red hair and a scar on his face reading something. I can't quite tell exactly what he's reading but he seems focused on it so it must be something good. In front of him is another boy, but this one has a raven-like bird head. He also has his head down and is focused on a book, but instead of reading it seems as though he's working in it like a journal of some sort. In the last section, all the way to the right, there's a beautiful girl all the way in the back. She had her hair up in a ponytail and smiled a bit when she saw me. The way she's sitting screams that she's posh and super rich. All the rich kids I've known have been rude and mean, but she did smile at me so hopefully she'll be nice. As I smile back at her I remember my number is 16. I walk up to her and politely ask her how seating works here.

"Everyone sits in order by their number. The first section has 1-5 with 1 in the front. The next section starts with 6. My number is 20, so that's why I sit all that way back here," she explains to me in a friendly manner. "What's your number? I can help you find your seat," she asks me.

"Oh, I'm number 16," I replied to her. "That's the front of this section, right?"

"Exactly! By the way, my name is Momo Yaoyorozu, but you can just call me Momo."