Deku x y/n

Chapter 1. Transferring to U.A.

Authors Note: Im gonna do Deku's, and y/n's pov :))

                                                            Y/n's Pov

I wake up, very tired, since the night before I have had so many mixed emotions about starting a new school, I could barely fall asleep. I took a deep breath and sighed, forcing myself to stand up and get out of bed.  I got sent a uniform a few days ago and put it on. I walk in front of the mirror in my room, and look at yourself. "Damn, this uniform is cute." I say to myself and walk in the bathroom to do my hair, brush my teeth, ect. 

After getting ready, I head to the kitchen, and check the time. I find out that there is enough time to eat a small breakfast before school. I eat, and then come across your mom. "Wow, the uniform is pretty fancy. It looks nice. Did you eat yet?" she says. "Yes, I just did." I answer. "So when do you have to leave?" she asks. "Umm..." I check the time on my watch. "In about 5 minutes or so..I think.." I just hope I wont be late..I am not facing the embarrassment of being a new kid, and being late at the same time..no, not happening. A few minutes pass, and I soon head out the door, walking to school. 

I look up to see a couple clouds, and a pretty clear sky. Thankfully its a fairly nice day to be walking. A few minutes later, I finally reach the school. Many kids are walking into the school and through the halls, which is Not helping my anxiety right now. I shake try and shake it off, "Its fine, totally fine. Just walk in there and don't say anything.." I  say to myself. I start walking into the building, looking around.  I remember I'm looking for a class labeled "1A". I start walking around the halls. I find the class surprisingly fast, and walk in. 

There are many people in the classroom, but it doesn't look like I'm late, so that's good. I try to be as unnoticeable as humanly possible. Yes, I do want friends of course, but I can't handle being the center of attention, when everyone is looking at me, and only me. Its freaking torture. I see a few people, with very unique colored hair. There is a very energetic girl that's all pink..umm..a tall boy with blue hair..uhh...wow..there's two people with green hair..a girl that is lookin like a frog..and a boy with wavy green hair...and freckles..and.....

What? Huh? Why? I quickly look away. Why am I staring at him..?? My mind is racing with so many emotions until my brain gets cut off by random yelling. I look over to see a boy with spiky blonde hair, and red eyes, yelling, giving side eyes while looking and acting rude as hell. He just scared the life out of me before I notice what seems to be the teacher, shut him down. The teacher gives me a look that says "Come here". I sigh and walk up to him. All the other kids sit down, and I fell their gazes fall on us...

"Y/n..Y/ln...yes?" He asks, his voice and face signaling he's very tired. "Uhh..yeah" I answer him, still very uncomfortable with the fact everyone is staring at me.  "Your seat is right there, next to Midoriya if you were wondering." I nod. "Now just do a brief introduction." I stand in front of the class, my eyes wandering on everyone. "Hi, Im y/n y/ln, and my quirk is called bubbles. It lets you trap people in bubbles, and you can choose to float them. You can also make bubbles, that can be used as balls/weapons.." I look over at the boy with green hair from earlier, supposedly named "Midoriya". He is writing something down in this worn out notebook. I have many questions, but keep talking. "..when you throw them, they are very heavy, almost like steel when it hits the target. But when I hold them, they are very light." 

Now that I'm done, the teacher, whose name is apparently "Mr. Aizawa" asks if anyone has any questions for me. The one person I am the shyest about talking to..raises his hand.."Yeah?" I force myself to say. He puts his hand down and smiles, which makes me unexpectedly fold a bit. But I shrug it off, listening to his question. "So..your quirk..how do you trap people into the bubbles.?" He asks. "I kinda just make this little bubble in my hand like this.." I make a small bubble appear, hovering over my hand. "..and I throw it at whoever I'm targeting. It forms a little bubble-like cage around the person, and they can't pop it either. I can make them float anywhere I want too." He smiles and nods, jotting what seems like notes into his notebook.