(Reader x Todoroki) "Miss. Weaker then me" (My Hero Academia Fanfic)

First day!!

*breathes in huge breath through nostrils*

*chokes on air*

That was how I woke up on the first day of U.A..

From years to come, I would always remember and associate the first day of U.A. with choking on air. 

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After waking up in that *mildly* disruptive way I did my morning ritual, taking extra care to do my hair care routine and curl my lashes.

Afterwards I put on my uniform, and stared at myself in my mirror. 

"I absolutely cannot believe that I'm actually going to U.A." 

Going downstairs I chug down a bowl of cereal and take the bus, a bunch of people staring at me.

"No way! You go to U.A? What course are you in?" A lady asked. "Oh- I'm in the hero course." I reply shyly. "What's your name?" She asked. "Y/n L/n" I reply. "Can I take a picture with you? So that i can brag to my friends when you become a pro hero?" She asks.

My heart skips a beat, and I feel like crying. "Yes. of course." I sniffle. We take a selfie, and as soon as we reach my stop I smile at her, then walk into the school, nervous about the start of forever.

Sighing, breathing, internally screaming, I make my way to the door and WOW it's huge.

I open the door, and as soon as I enter i'm met with the glasses guy yelling at the guy who threw me on the day of the entrance test.

Since everyone else is seated, I walk over to the only available window seat, drop my bag and sit over.

I glance around at my seat mates, and, sitting next to me, is a haNDSOME guy with with white and red hair.

I choke on air again.

Suddenly the door opens and Midoriya steps in, and immediately begins to get flustered by lida, the guy with glasses. "Midorya, you realised there was something more to that practical exam, didn't you?" lida says in his rather demanding and urgent voice lmao. 

I zone out the rest of the conversation, until Uraraka steps in. 

YAYYAYAYA SHE MADE ITTTTT

"Y/n!!! You made it!" She smiles happily, her bubbly voice already brightning up the room.

"OH! MIdoriya!"

"Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends" A tired low voice says, and out the massive door i see a worm, no sorry, a teacher in a sleeping bag.

"I'm your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa."

We all greeted him excitedly. "I's kind of sudden, but put this on and go out onto the field." He says, pulling out a gym uniform from his sleeping bag.

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I pull the gym uniform on, feeling happy at how baggy it is. Everyone around me is wearing fitting uniforms, showing off their abs or body shape. I feel kinda like a trash bag, but it's comfy, and it's bigness won't overheat me if i over- do it. My clothes make a ruffling sound as I walk, and multiple people stare at me. Whatevs. All eyes on me bozos ;)

Mr Aizawa tells us we're going to be doing a quirk assesment test.

uhhh ohhhh im in trouble-

With my limited smarts (i got 2 out of 50 on the written U.A. exam) im STILL able to understand that i have one of the weakest quirks.

"Bakugo, in junior high, what was you best result for the softball throw?" My Aizawa asks the ash blonde kid with the anger issues.

"67 metres." He says. "Then, try doing it with your quirk." My Aizawa replies.