𝗘𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 | 𝗞. 𝗕𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗴𝗼𝘂 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗨𝗘

Cameras of all sorts are plunged into your face and flashes from them make you blink coherently. It's that damn paparazzi again.

...

"Y/n, how does it feel to be the daughter of the retired pro hero, 'All Might'?

"Look at the camera! My boss will definitely want this as a magazine cover."

"Is it true you are about to marry the famous pro hero, Grape Juice?"

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This is the shit you deal with every day. Words cannot describe the nuisance these stupid photographers and paparazzi do to you. Your life was never yours to begin with.

Let's start from the beginning.

Your father is very known to the world, but that doesn't mean he didn't have time to be a father figure for you. There isn't a moment you ever felt unsafe with him.

However, after his downfall with the most popular fight between All for One, he hasn't been the most strongest person we once knew.

He didn't give you his quirk. That's a story for another day. He did however give something which become a nightmare more than a dream.

Popularity.

Notability.

The title, 'Japan's most beautiful and sweet model.'

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"Y/n?? Y/n?" The flashes are more vivid.
Right. The wedding. The paparazzi.

"Sorry, sorry. It seems like you are all in my way." You giggle innocently and lay your index finger on your lip.

Some people cannot hide their stress, jealousy, and anxiety through a smile. But it's easy for you. After all, it's nothing new.

"I'm about to get married, so would you all respectfully back up and let me inside the banquet hall, will you?" You flash a fake smile and blow a kiss to the paparazzi.

The crowd is filled with "oohs" and "ahhs".

The chatter gets louder. Looks like the paparazzi is satisfied with your response.

"Congrats on getting engaged!" One person murmured.

"Can I take a picture with you?" Another yelled.

You simply pulled up your long ass wedding dress and scurried inside.

Thoughts come back and rush inside your head. Shit, not again. You wanted to curl into a little ball and cry. You wanted to run away. You wanted to die.

'Y/n, just shut up and get this wedding over with.' You thought to yourself.

As you run through the hallways to enter the dressing room, you hear footsteps behind yourself. 'Better not be another die-hard fan boy.' You glare to take a look.

"Woah. Hehe... You look hot, Y/n!" A familiar voice creeps under your ear and you immediately back away and slap the face of the eerie voice lingering behind you.

"Back off, Pervert! O-oh... it's you."

You step back and scan him.

Pro Hero, Grape Juice. Street name, Minoru Mineta.

Also known as the man who you're going to be officially married to in the next 24 hours.

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Chapter 1-5 will be published soon! If you're reading this, then comment "deez" and let someone reply "nuts"! Please make sure to vote if you enjoyed!:)

Thanks for reading! Still making lots of changes and etc. -M <3