LUMINESCENT: A BNHA x Reader

The Childhood Of The Always Happy Y/n

A small 4 year old Y/n hummed while looking in the mirror. Your uniform hung off of your body, since despite being 4 you looked muck smaller. You hadn't eaten for... 2 days now? Maybe 3 or 4? But luckily you could get lunch! You grabbed one of the sandwiches on the counter for yourself and walked to school. 

"Y/n you can't run off without me. You should know this!"

"Oh? Ryu!"

"Let me walk you to our school at least."

You two walked and you decided to be a song writer today. "It's my first day of school, and my sandwich will taste good, and Ryu-nii said that it's a PB&J, and baseball!" You were skipping, your older brother chuckling. 

"Glad you like PB&J sandwiches."

"Mhmm!

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"Okay, this is your class."

"Whaaa! It's so big! And cool! And colorful!" You ran inside immediately.

"Make sure to be respectful towards everyone."

"Yeah, yeah."

"That means if they don't want to talk to you don't bother them." Ryu gave you a stern look.

"Who wouldn't wanna talk to me?"

He sighed. "Just, don't bother people."

"Fineeeeee." 

And as soon as your 7 year old brother left you ran over to the most antisocial kid.

"Hello! I'm Y/n Yorimoto! You?"

"Urgh..." The lilacette raised his head off his desk. "What do you want..."

"I wanna hang out with you!"

"No."

"Pleaaassseeeee!"

"No."

"Pretty please!" 

"No means no!"

"Fine. You're no fun meanie." You stuck your tongue out at the boy.

You walked over to another kid. "Hi! I'm Y/n Yorimoto! You?"

"Yuto."

"Do ya wanna be friends?"

He looked at you up and down before laughing in your face. "Like I'd wanna be friends with a three year old. How old even are you? I bet you don't even have a strong quirk you weirdo."

"Ahaha... y-yeah! I'm actually four!" You were still smiling.

"What don't you get? I'm telling you to scram."

"Oh..."

"But I bet you don't even know what that means, huh? You an idiot or something? Maybe you really are three!"

"I'm sorry."

"You should be, weirdo."

Your lip quivered and you walked away. 

"She looks so weird..."

"What's with the bandages?"

"She looks three."

These were what you heard whenever you walked up to anyone. I don't like school...

You walked back to the lilacette since he was the only one who didn't insult you.

"Hi... Can we be f-friends? Please?"

"Didn't I s-" He realized you were crying. "H-Huh?! Did I hurt you that bad?! Why are you crying?!"