Yandere Stalker ( Mha x f!reader )

Flashback Chp. 1

Author POV
Y/n is a 6 years old girl, running around a playground with your best friend Lulu who was a few months older than her. She had long, silky, shiny, black hair with dark brown eyes surrounded by tan skin that was clean and smooth. They were were playing tag, and Lulu was It. She started chasing Y/n around the swings, and under the slide. Y/n accidentally tripped on a stick, and landed on the ground with an "oof". Lulu ran over and asked her, " Are you ok?" Y/n nodded a yes and giggled. She pulled Y/n up, and they decided to sit on a bench together. " So... Y/n I wanted to tell you... something." Lulu said hesitantly. " What is it?" Y/n asked worriedly. " I'm moving... to America for a bit." Lulu said sadly. Y/n's concerned face fell to a sad face. " o-oh.. b-but promise to be friends forever?" Y/n asked hopefully, holding out her pinky finger. " Of course!" Lulu exclaimed. She hung her pinky around Y/n's with a big toothy smile.  Then they played with each other's hair before their parents came to pick them up. They both then hugged each other goodbye with an " I'll miss you." and a " come back soon, ok?". They said your goodbye's one last time before heading the opposite way with their mother.
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9 years later..
You shot up from your bed , and snatched your phone. 7:30 a.m.... WAIT! Today's the entrance exam for U.A.! You thought. You quickly got up from your bed and stretched your arms while yawning. You got up and walked to your bathroom. You excitedly brushed your teeth half-awake. After you rinsed out the toothpaste you headed to tue shower, and turned on the faucet. Then you got in an started washing your body. After you finished you changed into a black sports bra, black sweatpants, a black and white zip up jacket. You then put on a pair of black socks and navy blue sneakers. You brushed your hair into a ponytail, then twisted it into a bun. You walked downstairs to be greeted by your parents. " Good morning honey!" Your mother says."Are you ready for the entrance exam? Do you have everything you need? your snack? Extra water? Towel?" Your mother rambled on. " Yes, yes mom I have everything I need. I checked five times." You said while giggling. "Ah yes that's good." Your mother replied. " Hey sweetie, excited for her entrance exams? I know you'll do great!" Your father said while walking out of the laundry room. "Yeah! I'll try my hardest! " You exclaimed excitedly. He chuckled. " Well I'm glad to hear that." After he said that your mom put a plate of bacon, egg , and toast on the counter. You sat down on the chair and started eating the food. After you finished your breakfast, you kissed your parents goodbye, and walked out the door. You grabbed your grey bicycle, and started heading down to the highschool. When you arrived, you put your bike in the bike racks, and started heading toward the door with the crowd of people also attempting to get into the amazing U.A.

(I'm very sorry for doing this but I'm going to skip all the talking. My brain can't take this and it's hard to think without much brain cells. 😅)

After the written exam all the people including you went to an auditorium where present mic explained the rules of the practical exam.

After he explained you all went into your assigned areas and waited for present mic to announce the start of the practical exam.

Present mic then told you guys to start without giving you a countdown, saying that real battles don't have countdowns. You lifted yourself into the air using your quirk, and flew over everybody.

You saw a robot ahead so you sent a huge wind of air toward the robot causing it to get punctured in the chest area. You swiftly flew around above the fake building to find more robots, spotting some interesting people in the process.

You noticed a spiky blonde exploding the robots. Woah, he's cool!

Just after you thought that a flash of blue zoomed across the streets of the fake city. Turns out it was a guy with blue hair and glasses. He's fast! You thought.