written by, @sokimiyum ⓘ
og: Kōhei Horikoshi ⓘ
status : ongoing ᝰ.ᐟ
" Talk to the countless me
who were created by misunderstandings "
⁺⑅ ' I'm more than the puny girl you deemed me to be..'
- Boku No Hero Academia
- fem!reader
- possi...
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── ˙ ̟WHEN THE TEENS FINISHED THEIR DINNER, both sat on the couch. They didn't talk that much at first only Katsuki who kept sneaking glances to Y/N. As he studied her face, it really has a reminiscent of when they were once a child. Seeing this, Katsuki's heart was beating at a fast pace, cheeks reddened as he kept staring at her. He wondered, what has changed about her?
˚˖𓍢ִ໋⏳✧˚.🔄༘⋆
In the bright and lively room, sat Hoshi Y/N, a 6-year old girl who kept on fumbling with her baby pink gloves. It fitted her hand as if it's made specifically for her. When she stared at the grey carpet, a light yellow coloured poof stand before her, lips grinning proudly. She paid her attention to the poof, seemingly her age and it's a boy. The boy pointed his finger at her as she maintained a calm face,
"YOU! WHAT'S YOUR QUIRK HUH?" he asked enthusiastically, as if challenging.
Young Y/N only stared at her gloves, tugging it's fabric before speaking, head laid low,
"I can, make beams." she said in a monotone voice, as if questioning herself even.
This made the boy frowned, sensing an uninterested feeling of him. The boy kept on asking,
"Really? Is it as powerful as my explosions though?" he showed off, small crackling ignition came out from his hand.
Though the girl wanted to be excited, the words of [REDACTED] came into her mind before she could feel the hint of excitement. She stared at him for a bit, maintaining a calm demeanor, afraid she might generate overbearing beam.
This made the boy frowned a bit, he jumped onto the spot next to her, looking at her gloves.
" Why're you wearing gloves? It's summer." he questioned, pointing the gloves.
" It's for my own good." she only said, keeping her small hands close to herself.
"Show me your quirk, what's your name?" he asked, swinging his stubby legs as he tried to maintained an eye contact with her.
"I can't, I might hurt someone." she said in a tightened voice, slightly quivering as the thought of the displeasing events came over her again.
"Tch, whatever. At least you have one, unlike Deku." he snarled.
Who is this "Deku" he's talking about? Is he quirkless for him to say so? The thoughts wandered her 6 year-old mind.
