Reader X MHA (Isekai)

No climbing buildings!

(A/N - Sorry this one's shorter, I low-key forgot the plot.)

Dadzawa looked back at me, and then his watch as we walked to the school entrance. He opened the door, and made eye contact with me. "If you can get to your seat before I can get to class, I won't mark you tardy."

"SHIT!" I hollered, and sprinted towards him.

The door shut in my face. Asshole.

I stumbled backwards, and my eyes landed on the class window, three stories up. "Fuck it." I put my hair in a ponytail and grabbed a window ledge.

Five minutes later...

I knocked on the window rapidly, panting. "LEMME IN, DAMN IT."

Iida, who was very concerned, ran over and opened the window for me. "KAMIKO-SAN, IT IS VERY-" He started.

I ran past him and slammed myself into my chair. "Yeah, yeah, no climbing buildings." I panted in English, waving him off.

Aizawa walked in a second later and made eye contact with me. He paused and looked at the open window, Iida, then back at me. "You win this time."

Izuku gave me a side eye. "Kamiko-san?"

I did the 👌. "There is no war in Ba Sing Se."
Gods, I love it when nobody speaks English.

I laid my head on the desk and started daydreaming.

Money! So much money! I could swim in- God damn it, reality.

Dadzawa said something and the class let out a collective sigh.

Oh, yeah, the festival thingy. OMG, can I train with Shinso? That man is sooo fine! But he isn't introduced until, like, way later. Also, he can't fight for shit at all yet.

My gaze scrutinized the room. Could I train on my own? Yes. Am I going to train on my own? Not a snowball's chance in hell.

Midoriya is a no right out the gate, that boy has zilch in common sense. Bakubabe's only fighting experience was bullying Midoriya. Tokoyami is super chill, but I don't want to get yoinkethed once Dark Shadow finds out my blood is shiny.

I held my head, trying to remember the other good fighters in class.

Oijiro was a total badass with all the martial arts crap, but I would spend the whole time trying to play with his tail. Todoroki is a maybe, he's prolly good with how much daddy issues he got. Uraraka don't get really good until after Gunhead.

Without further thought, I landed on Todoroki as my number 1 option for his fighting shtick and Kirishima as my option number 2 because he's hot as fuck.

I slipped on aviator sunglasses I just know I looked hot in, and started eyeing Todoroki down. You're gonna be my sparing buddy, gods damn you.

The bell rang, after a SpongeBob One Eternity Later, and I slung my shit over my shoulder. Seconds after, I ran up to Icy Thot.

"Heeeey!" I wiggled my eyebrows, tapping his shoulder.

He glanced at me, then continued walking. "Kamiko. Did you need something?"

I scoffed. "Uh, yeah? Therapy?" I laughed, matching he ever so slightly increased his pace. "But uh, do you want to train after school for the festival?"

"No." How he manages to not have a personality is beyond me.

But it took Midoriya like 3 words to set you on fire. OK buddy, I see how it is.

"OK, OK," I faced him, walking sideways as I put up my trump card: finger guns, "Counter offer. Yes, and I show you a place yo daddy won't be able to get to you at." I waggled my brows more.

He looked me dead in the eyes. "He's the number two hero."

I beamed. "Exactly! He's also an asshole."

The corner of his mouth twitched. "I'm aware."

"I'll bring you soba while we're there?" I proposed, almost giving up.

"Deal." Excitement flashed in his eyes.

I grinned, and I'm pretty sure Todoroki shivered from the evil vibes.

He had just made a deal with the devil after all.

"Great. Now what's your number so we can plan details later? I got stuff I need to do right now." I grabbed my phone from it's pocket and clicked 'Add Contacts'.

He rolled his eyes, but gave me the number in the end. "Tonight work for you?"

I thought about for a second, then nodded. "I'd have to check with my uh," I blanked for a second. What's the damn word? "My gaurdian, but I probably can."

He nodded, and I turned and walked away.

My earpiece chimed twice, condescending.

I squinted my eyes. "Something to add, Selwyn?"

The gear-eyed boy appeared in front of me in a puff of golden dust. "No, no. Never. How could a lowly machine such as myself ever dare to judge that embarrassingly awkward interaction back there?" He bowed, making eye contact with me with a sarcastic smile.

I lovingly patted his face with my hand and pushed him backwards. "You're a little shit, you know that?"

He caught himself and laughed. "You love me."

I grunted, walking to the next class. "Congrats, you're enrolled in UA now, you're coming with me."

He strode next to me. "You realize I'm a literal computer, right? I'm ChatGPT incarnate."

My elbow magically found it's way to his gut, which resulted in an "Oof!" from him.