Normal my a$$

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A beauty, a goddess, an oiran... is what people describe you to be, and you don't even bother correcting them.

When the first time you came to the world., you were skeptical about everything, contemplating about everyone and how your life is going to be.

Yeah, you are reincarnated just like many fanfiction, and in my hero academia to add it in.

But you do know that you dont want to be a hero unlike your whole family, you would rather be a janitress than a hero.

It wasn't that bad if your going to be a citizen but providing yourself food and stuff is a huge deal, and being a hero is a pain in the brain, you have to re-learn everything and even try your best to fit in.

Then finally, at the age of 5 years old, you yourself faced your parents and yell that you want to be an idol.

That brings us back to the present, you are performing on stage, your ears being covered by earbuds just for your ears to be still safe considering all your fans are screaming.

Once your performance was done, the yelling got louder, maybe it's because of your age of 15 or your enhanced senses, but you felt your ears ring.

You went back stage for a bit and sat on a sofa, you rested your body and your smile, making you have a scary resting b*tch face.

You were really tired to even do anything other than to lay down and sleep, you were going to have your last performance in 10 minutes and you were just taking a breathe.

When your manager faced you.

"(y/n)-chan... i mean nana-chan, your mother said to call you after your concert is done." He said changing what he called you when you glared at him.

"Why?" You asked.

"She didn't told me but she did told me that it's an important part of your life." He said.

You have a thought it might be something relating to your now job or where you are going to study after graduating.

You just sighed and didn't thought about it anymore, continued with your last performance, not knowing it was really your last.

{***}

You were on the back of a car and looking out the window, after being out around the world entertaining lots of fans, you're finally returning home.

Though the plane took almost half the day, you couldn't care less, especially when you were tired and slept all throughout the flight.

Now you met face to face with your mother that's handling some papers infront of you.

"Mom, i have returned." You said for the 10th time to gain her attention.

But for the 11th or maybe the whole time of your life, she ignored you again, it looks like the paper infront of her is much more important than her own daughter.

You sneaked behind her and saw the papers she's filling out.

"Enrollment to UA."