𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 {f!reader x bnha}

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Japanese: "Here."

English: "Here."

Sign language: 'Here'

Thoughts: 'Here.'

WARNING: Mild Cussing

3rd pov

Y/n sat in the stands amongst her class, in-between Koda and Shoji watching the match in the stadium below.

Midoriya and Shinsou were the first. Y/n felt conflicted on who to root for, she wanted Shinsou to win so he had a better chance of being moved into her class, but she wanted Midoriya to win so he could show everyone he can do it. 

In the arena, Y/n could tell Midoriya and Shinso were talking but didn't know what they were saying. Suddenly Midoriya stopped moving and his face went blank. 

"The match just started and he's completely frozen?! He's got a blank look on his face and isn't moving a muscle! Is this Shinso's Quirk?! He didn't stand out at all, but could he actually be someone amazing? Hitoshi Shinso from general studies has gotten the better of Izuku Midoriya from the hero course! Who would've imagined this?! Will the bottom really overthrow the top?" The mc, President Mic, sounded over the speakers.

"That's why I said the entrance exam wasn't rational." Aizawa started. 

"Huh? What?" 

"Here's some basic data on the two of them. Since it's individual matches from here on out, I had someone compile it for me. "Hitoshi Shinso General Studies Class 1-C, Nabooh Middle School" Shinso failed the practical exam for the hero course. Since he also applied for general studies, he probably knew that would happen. His Quirk is very powerful, but the practical exam consisted of fighting faux villains. That gave an advantage to those with physical attack Quirks. Shinso wouldn't have been able to rack up any points with his Quirk." Aizawa explained.

Midoriya started walking towards the outline, prepared to obey any command from Shinso. 

Just as he was about to cross it, his finger flicked, resulting in it being broken, centimeters away from losing. 

He turned around and ran towards Shinso, pushing him towards the outline. 

Shinso threw futile punches towards Izuku, attempting to stop him, but it was too late, he was pushed over the line.

"Midoriya wins!"

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Y/n walked down to the waiting rooms, knocking on one door, she waited of and 'ok' before she entered.

She made her way to Shinso, sitting on the floor next to him. He had his knees up to his chest, his arms resting on them and his head resting on his arms.

Slowly, Y/n wrapped her arm around his shoulder while the hand on the same arm caressed his hair.

She softly ran her fingers through his hair to comfort him. He wasn't crying but she knew he was disappointed in himself.

He leant into her embrace and lifted his head slightly. The silence was comfortable between the two, neither needed to say anything as they knew what the other is thinking.

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"Everybody, sorry for the long wait! The stage that was frozen in the second match is finally dry, so on to the next match! The assassin from Class B! Pretty things have thorns, you know! From the hero course, it's Ibara Shiozaki!" Mic announced.