A/n: switched pronouns from 'i' to 'you' to make stuff easier
Also, I've sort of switched Kirishima's and Uraraka's seats with whoever was sitting next to Bakugo and Midoriya
Extra: (F/f) = favourite fillingAfter eating your (F/f) sandwich that your mum had packed to help clear the nerves of your first day, it was finally time for the few hours you actually were looking forward to. Hero Training.
You were practically balanced on the edge of your seat and tapping your fingers against each other as the class was waiting for the designated teacher to arrive.
You looked over at the red-head, as you learned was Kirishima and previously helped you with an impending meltdown during what you dubbed 'The Uraraka Crisis', that was trying to get your attention. When he finally did, he gave you a questioning thumbs up (you interpreted that as a 'you exited') and you nodded. You liked Kirishima already and felt like you could be friends.
You also noticed Bakugo looking at you so you happily waved as he looked away with a surprisingly gentle smileMeanwhile, on the other side of the classroom:
"Woah, Bakubro, what's got you so calm?" The charming shark-man, questioned the usually loud blond beside him. Bakugo blushes and looks away, muttering something along the lines of 'it's nice to have an old friend back'.~~~~~
After Aizawa explained that you would be doing 1 on 1 battle training, the class grabbed their hero outfits and headed to the changing rooms.
Once you got to the girl's changing room, you made sure to stay as far away from Uraraka as possible, you didn't want to be in a similar situation to earlier. You started bouncing on the balls of your feet with excitement as you unpacked your hero costume from it's case. You unfolded your wings to be able to change out of your clothes, and as you reached for the zips underneath the slits to get your jacket off, you heard a bunch of 'awe's and 'oohh's from behind you. You looked over your shoulder to see the others staring at your wings like they wanted to touch them.
You cautiously continued to get changed into your costume, which consisted of a leotard of sorts with mesh draped over some cutouts in the back, with the fear of getting your wings touched.---
A/N: At this point I'm ignoring a very specific part of the cannon
Also!
An updated ref sheet bc I'm too lazy to put it where it belongs:Back to the story
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Just as you finished zipping up the back of your costume and started smoothing it out, one of the other girls that you could only describe as a pink puffball walked over to speak to you.
"Hi, I'm Mina, and I just love your wings."
You were a bit shocked that she introduced herself with a statement that bold, but you ran with it.
"Thanks? I'm (Y/n)." You were both in your hero costumes and you assumed she wanted to carry on a conversation, so you waited by the door for her.As Mina caught up with you, she asked you what you're quirk was.
"I don't really know how to explain it, it's more of a ' you'll have to see it in action ' sort of thing." You quietly explain. She made a sound of understanding and explained to you in detail how her's works as you reached the class's rendezvous.~~~~~
After everyone else arrived, the class was sorted into random pairs with one student battling a teacher.
You were with Midoriya, and one of the last battles to take place.
You went and sat down in the corner whilst you waited for your battle.---
It's been a while, hasn't it.
I'm sorry for taking so long to update the story, I've somehow been extremely busy with holidays/residential, let alone receiving exam results last Thursday and starting college in the next few weeks.
Long story short, I failed English with a 3.Also, feel free to leave questions somewhere so you can get to know me a bit better.
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Endless Forms Most Beautiful. (A Katsuki Bakugo X Autistic Reader Story)
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