chained : yan ! bnha + kny x kny ! reader

sixteen , feather

The first half of the day way hell for Y/n. They hadn't signed up for learning! They signed up for fighting, and exhilaration, not multiple choice quizzes.

Y/n slouched down at a lunch table far away from their classmate's. They frowned as they watched various students from different courses roam around looking for a table. They looked down at their table, bored. They didn't need to eat much, if at all, and they had ate some bento with Takami the day before, so they had no need to eat.

"Hey!" Y/n glanced up to see a girl with her bright orange hair put up into a messy side-ponytail, "I'm so sorry to bother, but do you mind if we sit with you?" She smiled awkwardly.

Y/n blinked before shrugging impassively, "Whatever," They said, watching the girl, a blonde boy, and a boy with silver hair sit down, cramming onto one side of the table. Y/n pursed their lips, before talking again, "One of you can sit over here," They offered, since the three looked uncomfortable.

The blonde tsk'ed, going to sit by Y/n. As he sat, he looked at the hero student, "I heard class 1-A skipped out on the opening ceremony," He frowned, poking his curry, "I bet they look down on us."

Y/n quirked their brow, "It wasn't as cool as I bet you're thinking," They shrugged, bored out of their mind and feeling the need to stir the pot, "Just quirk assessments," They glanced up at the boy's irritated eyes, smirking in interest.

Just as the perriwinkle eyed boy was about to scream at Y/n, a girl cut him off, "S-sorry for Monoma!" The orange haired girl apologized, "I'm Itsuka Kendo, from class 1-B, the other heroics course!"

Y/n's eyes shifted to the only person that wasn't introduced at the table. The boy in question jolted up, "I'm Tetsutetsu Tetsutestu!" He said energetically.

Y/n nodded, "I'm Y/n L/n from class 1-A," They introduced.

Itsuka smiled, "So, who's your biggest inspiration for becoming a hero?" She asked, "Or, who's your favorite?"

Y/n hummed, staring down at the tacky red feather dangling from a chain, "My biggest inspiration has to be my mentor," A sincere smile spread across their face at the thought of the flame hashira, before they jolted up, "But my favorite hero..." They brought the red feather up to their face, "It has to be Hawks," They said lowly.

Kendo smiled, noticing the feather pendant, "Wow! You must be a big fan!" She observed, "You even have a replica of his fierce wings feather! I wish I had one!" She cooed at the thought.

Y/n hummed, "You can have it," They shrugged, taking off the necklace and sliding it across the table, "I have a duplicate at home, anyway."

Itsuka looked at it hesitantly, "You're sure, L/n?'

Y/n shrugged, "Yeah, it's whatever," They dismissed, "And call me Y/n. L/n sounds stiff," They said.

Itsuka smiled gratefully, "Thank you so much, it means a lot-" Itsuka cut herself off as the feather flew from her hands and back to Y/n, "W-wait what-"

Y/n stared at the feather awkwardly, "Oh. Sorry, wasn't expecting it to do that," They blinked, "I guess he wants me to keep it," They sighed.

The three 1-B kids stammered, "That's real!? So cool!" Testu praised, leaning over the table to awe at the feather.

Monoma stared at the feather in determination, "Hey, that real, right," He smiled, "Can I see it?"

Y/n dangled the feather in front of the boy, "I don't think it'll let me hand it to you, though," They observed as the feather resisted going any farther from Y/n.

"Oh, as long as I can touch it," He smirked as his finger grazed on the red feather, before laughing maniacally, "Perfect! Now I'll prove myself!"

Y/n blinked, not saying anything as they watched a large hand slam onto the blonde's head, "Sorry about that, Y/n!" She apologized frantically.

"It's fine, Kendo," They assured blankly, their eyes flicking to the blonde boy, "He's funny."

"Hey! Y/n! We were looking for you!" Y/n glanced up to see a pink haired girl.

In front of the table was Inubaka, a pink haired girl, the boy Y/n raced with, and a yellow haired boy. Inubaka growled, "Why the hell are you hanging out with some extras? Huh?"

Y/n smirked, "Oh? Do you care about me, Inubaka?" They teased.

The boy practically barked, explosions flickering in his hands, "Call me Bakugo, you damn extra!" He shouted, though it was overshadowed by the bell ringing.

Y/n sighed, "Let's get to class, Inubaka," They said, stepping over Monoma's unconscious body and walking past the group, "Bye, Kendo."

As they walked away, the feather necklace they forgot on the table flew towards them, and landed around their neck nicely.