Universal (Op! Fem. Y/N)

Awkward Beginnings

Hello, my name is Y/n L/n. I am 25 years old and just recently graduated college. Despite that, I am a rather successful trauma therapist due to having done well during my internships. I live in America, land of the free. Well, it isn't all that 'free'. I wish I could just go to a world where all of my problems are solved just by me saying the word. I was living with my parents during college to help with money, but I recently got enough saved to get a nice house for myself. I've been saving every paycheck I got from high school and my internships and now can pay for a house!

I am walking to the bank at the moment. I can't wait to finally get my own place! I have 43,000 saved up and ready to get that house!

"I'm sorry, but the house you are looking to get is 45,000 dollars." the bank lady tells me. "What?" I say, shocked. After a few minutes, I just leave. 'I can't believe it! a full 2,000 short?! I really wish I could just make money appear out of thin air. hey now, stop that Y/n! Think about the positives here! There is a new chapter of My Hero for you when you get home! You also don't have work until next week, so you have a week to binge it and cheer up. Yeah, that's what I'll do!' I smile and get home quickly.

I walk inside the house and instantly feel something off..."Oh shit!" I say, running into the bathroom and throwing up. I throw up once more, but I hear it hit the floor. Huh? The floor? But I know my head was in the toilet. I open my left eye slightly and see a white-ish grey concrete will a bit of vomit on it. 'Wait, where am I?' I look up, both eyes open now and can't believe my eyes. 'There's no way. I must've passed out. there is no way in hell that is who I think it is.' "Holy shit, it's Shota Aizawa?!" I gape and then stand up quickly, only for my head to hit something and knock me out again.

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I groan and roll over. "mmmmm...soft~" Wait, soft? Wasn't I on concrete? Does that mean that encounter with Aizawa was a dream? But it felt so real! hang on, but even if it was a dream, that doesn't explain where I am. My eyes shoot open, only to be met with complete darkness. 'Huh? Where am I? It feels like I'm on a bed.' "Light on." I mumble trying to see. Much to my surprise, the lights turned on. "Yo what the fuck!?" I say while being blinded from the light.

Once my eyes adjusted to the light, I took in my surroundings. Black walls, grey carpet, a large light in the center on the ceiling, a full sized bed with white sheets and a large, light grey comforter and grey pillows. There is a wardrobe on the wall opposite the bed with a tv above it. I look to my side and see a wooden bedside stand with a small lamp on it that looks like it wouldn't put out more than 12 volts.

I crawl out of bed and walk out of the room into, what one would think is, the living room. There was a yellow cocoon on the couch and most of the lights were off. "Umm...hello? Where am I?" I ask. The yellow cocoon starts to move and in an instant, I see Shota Aizawa crawl out of the yellow blob that is his sleeping bag. He walks over to me. "get your shoes on, we are leaving." He orders and the walks past me to a door, that I assume is the front door. "Y-yes sir." I go back into the room I was sleeping in and got my shoes on. Running to the front door, I think about the most likely places we would go. The police? A hospital? Possibly even UA?

When we get outside, I look around to try and place where the hell we are. I realize Aizawa is already at the black car that we are, apparently, taking. It was a Nissan I believe. I hop in the car and Aizawa starts driving. "So where are we going? Were we just in your house?" I ask, trying to get information without asking too many questions. If this was really the world of My Hero Academia, then that means everything that I know is now a variable. Aizawa sighs and keeps driving. "Have the UA entrance exams already passed for 2124?" I ask the last question, hoping that everything is already set.

"No. They are in 11 months." He finally gives me an answer. 'Shoot. Knowing them, they'll keep me under careful watch and so the best course of action would be to take the exam, but that just means that most things won't be the same as I remember from the show.' Just as my thought finishes, the UA gates come into view. Aizawa parks the car and we both get out. He leads me through the halls and to a large door to, what I only can imagine to be the rat demon's office. 'Okay, Y/n, be respectful and kind. Act like season 5 Midoriya, confident but kind. Don't be a Bakugou.'

The doors open and I walk into the room. Books lining the walls to the sides of the doors, which are large wooden double doors. On the wall opposite of the doors, nearly the entire wall is a large window that is reinforced. The office was only illuminated with light from the window, so it was light enough that you could possibly read a book, but still have to squint at some points. There was a wooden desk near the middle of the room with a golden plaque with "Principal Nezu" written on it in black. The desk was neatly kept, with the exception of the few papers that were on it and one that was in the paws of a cat-sized mouse with white fur, a suit, and a scar over its right eye.

The principal looked up from his papers when he heard the doors open. "Ah, I see our friend woke up Eraser." He says, only receiving a nod from the sleep zombie. "Hello, my name is Y/n L/n. It is a pleasure to meet you sir." I bow slightly. 'Man am I happy I took that course on foreign country etiquette.' Principal Nezu tells me to raise my head and so I do.

"What is your quirk?" Nezu asks. 'Ah yes, a question I should've expected. Guess I'll be honest with him.' I sigh before answering him, "I don't know." They both stare at me like I had shared something unbelievable, which, I kinda did. Most people my age already know their quirk. "I'm sorry, have you not gone to get tested?" "I didn't get the chance." "Where are your parents?" "Why?" "You're just a kid, you shouldn't be out on your own yet." "I-" I registered what he said you're just a kid. 'A kid? but I'm 25. there's no way I look that young.' I check my bag that I was brought here with and found a reflective surface and checked myself and instead of a 25 year old, I was staring at the 15 year old me. I shove the item back into my bag and look back at Nezu.

"I don't know where they are nor what they look like anymore. I apologize." I finally answer him. Nezu looks over at Aizawa and Aizawa nods and leaves the room. I tilt my head at that only to soon seen him walk back in with a human lie detector in tow. 'I know where this is going.'

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