One moment I was running in the garden, and now I'm sitting in this bed to a room I don't recognize. I looked around the room, noticing how it looked so different from the room back at home. Where was I? I quietly got out of the bed, noticing the clothes I was wearing wasn't the clothes I had on before. I was wearing a sundress and now I'm wearing pajamas. I walked over to this desk, that had pictures on it and looked at them. It looked like me, but also someone else was in it. He had wings and blonde hair, I never saw him before and wings?! No human had wings, were they fake wings? I heard a ringing sound, turning my head to the source and noticed a phone on the nightstand. I quietly walk over to it, picking up the phone and noticed someone was calling me.
"Dabi?" I mumbled, wondering what kind of name was that for someone.
I hit the decline button, placing the phone back down and sitting on the edge of the bed. This is all some weird dream, if I just go back to sleep then I'll wake up in the garden. I closed my eyes, getting ready to wake up but the moment I opened up my eyes, I'm back in the same room I woke up in. So this wasn't a dream, I was seriously awake in somewhere I didnt belong. The phone began to ring again, as I grabbed it to see who was calling this time. And once again it was the person named, Dabi. I just hit decline again and threw the phone at the wall. This was so frustrating, I just want to go back to my life.
"(N/n)? You okay in there?" I turned my head to the door, at the sound of a male voice. Was it my dad? Did we somehow more?
"Come in dad" I spoke loudly, watching the door open and a guy walked in.
"Dad? You feeling okay, (Y/n)? Did you drink to much last night? I told you to not drink so much at the hero party" He spoke in a gentle way, walking into the room and that's when I noticed he had wings. He was the guy in the photo. But how did he know my name? I never met him before.
"This is going to sound weird, but have we met before? And how do you know my name? Also whose room am I in? Oh god my dad is going to be so worried" I spoke, running a hand through my hair. The guy walked over to me, crouching down to my level and placing a hand on my shoulder.
"(N/n), are you sure you are okay? Should we go to the doctors? And you know dad is gone, so what are you on about?" He sounded so concerned about me, I don't understand how he knows my nickname and dad was gone? But I just saw him moments ago, before waking up here.
"I don't even know your name, dude. Can I just be alone for a moment, I need to clear my head" I asked nicely as he chuckled, shaking his head.
"We have an interview, you should get ready. Where is your hero outfit?" He questioned, standing up and walking over to my closet.
"Hero outfit? Interview? What is going on, dude? Can't you see I'm not who you think I am? I literally don't understand what you are saying" I got up from the bed, crossing my arms over my chest and looking at him.
"Next time Mirko offers you drinks, you'll be saying no. Because you clearly had way to many last night. Here it is!" He pulled out an outfit, along with boots and turned to hand them to me.
"I'm not wearing that! That's too revealing!" I was definitely not going to be wearing that, because who in their right mind would way something that revealing and boots, those boots were so not my style.
"This is your hero outfit, (N/n). You have to wear these to the interviews, you're a hero, duh. Now put in on and hurry, we're gonna be late" He threw the outfit on the bed, along with the boots and walked out of my room, closing the door behind him.
I stared at the door then at the outfit on the bed, he can't be serious. A hero? You can found those in books, or movies but in real life, they don't exist. And interview? Why would I be going to interviews? I wasn't that popular or famous, so interviews didn't seem that real to me. I stared at the outfit before sighing with frustration, this guy doesn't believe a word I'm saying so I need to find someone else that will. I began to get changed into this so-called hero outfit. He was so hard to get on but eventually I got it on. I sat on the edge of my bed, putting the boots on and thought about what this interview was going to be like. As I got the boots on, I made my way over to the mirror in the corner of the room and took a good look at myself.
"AHHHH!"
I screamed out, noticing the wings on my back. I had wings?! I turned around, turning my head and looking at the wings in the mirror. They were like fairy wings, different from the wings the guy had. Speaking of that guy, the door to my room opened wide as he came running in and looked around frantically, before looking at me. That's when I noticed he had like a red feather sword in his hand. I let out another scream, grabbing the nearest item and throwing it at him. He was going to kill me! I'm going to die! I grabbed another item which this time was a lamp.
"Stay the fuck back!! You come any closer, I will hit you with this lamp and call the police!!" I shouted at him, the red feather sword turning back into a feather and going back into his wings.
"(Y/n)!! Calm down! You know my quirk does that! Put the lamp down!" He shouted back at me, raising his hands up in defense as he slowly walked towards me.
"Quirk?! What the fuck are you talking about?! Why do I have wings?! You better start talking or I'm going to hit you!" I raised my voice more, holding the lamp up as my warning for the guy.
"(Y/n)...Please calm down. I heard you scream earlier and I thought you were in trouble. Just please put the lamp down and we can talk." He kept walking towards me in a slow pace, keeping his hands where I can see them. I slowly lowered the lamp, placing it back where it goes as he sighed with relief.
"Why are you speaking to me as if you know me? I literally don't know who you are and everything is confusing me" I mumbled, letting him stand infront of me as he grabbed my hands and held them gentle.
"We're gonna visit the doctors after the interview okay? Maybe the alcohol is really effecting you so we'll get it checked out but lets get through this interview, okay?" He spoke in the most gentle tone, as I slowly nodded my head.
He leads me out of my bedroom and down the hallway, that's when I noticed we were in some fancy home. This was certainly not the house I live in, did this guy kidnap me? But he seemed so gentle with me as if he was my brother. We walked down the stairs where I noticed someone by the door waiting for us. He was dressed in some denim looking outfit, now that is the weirdest outfit I have ever since. This fashion here was certainly very weird, and I don't like it at all. I want to go home, I want to go back to my family. They must be weird so sick about me, they might be looking for me which is good because that means when I leave this house, cops will be searching for me.
"Let's get going, we are going to be late." The man said as he opened the door and walked out.
"Who was that?" I asked the winged man beside me as he gave me a confused look.
"(Y/n), you know him. That's Best Jeanist, he's our friend" He spoke in a whisper as he helped me out of the house and closed the door behind us.
My friend? I don't remember him being in my friend group. I know faces and I haven't seen him before. This day cant get any weirder that it has. We made our way to the car, as I got in the backseat, the winged man and the denim man sat in the front. I put my seat belt on, placing my head on the window and looking out the window. As the car drove out of the driveway that's when I noticed everything looked so different. AM I IN JAPAN?!
Well I'm not in (Home Town) anymore... Some weird secret wizard of oz type going on.
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