various!BNHA x reader
semi-text (chat) fic
Shiketsu and UA are two worlds apart. Yet, with the ability to connect to anyone across the entire world using just her smartphone, (y/n) finds herself intertwined with various students who are both just l...
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The air was thin as the crowd pushed roughly against my skin. Inside the concert hall it was only dark, the crowd restless and boiling with anticipation. When the spotlight beat down on the familiar faces of who I've been waiting to meet these past few months, my face warmed with a sense of content I didn't know was possible; I found myself gaping alongside the people who stood by me.
When Jirou's voice hit the stage, the world had heard an angel sing. Clear as day her voice hit the strings of many, Bakugou's drumming matching the thrum of their heartbeats. Momo's beautiful accompaniment on the piano combined with Tokoyami and Kaminari's catchy rhythm on the guitar. However, it was not only them on stage, and it was only became harder to look away once the rest of 1A had joined them. Glimmers of light refracted down from above and a chill of ice runs along the ceilings. I catch glimpses of red, white and greens swinging across the ceiling.
Besides me Eri barred her teeth to the stage on Mirio's shoulders, her face had to hurt from the big smile stretched across it. The crowd cheered waving flashlights and light sticks like stars in the sky, jumping and singing along with the new found beat. Words couldn't describe the feeling that resonated throughout the entire crowd in that instance of time. For the duration they had kept us in that hall, not one person stepped foot to leave nor looked away from that stage. And when Jirou bowed and took leave from the mic, the crowd surged with a loudness equivalent to lighting striking the earth.
Beautiful is what is was, unforgettable is what it will be from now on.
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"That was fuckin amazing you guys." With the help of the Big 3, I managed to sneak backstage to meet my friends.
Their joyful squabble was cut short as they each turned their heads over to me, each expression more curious than the next.
"Please refrain from using profanity, even though our performance was indeed amazing." Iida comes in from the side, dressed in a gold embellished suit.
"Oh sorry."
"Wait who are you?" Denki asks awkwardly with a raised brow.
"This is a bit embarrassing," I scratch the back of my head wondering how I forgot such an important detail. "It's me, (Y/n)."
"WHAT?" Mina exclaims, jumping up from a seat and tackling me into a hug. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TEXT ONE OF US!"
"I wanted it to be a surprise I guess," I laugh "thought I didn't really think it through all that well considering you guys don't know what I look like."
"(Y/N)?? IS THAT YOU?" Kiri runs in from another area behind closed doors with Bakugo in tow.
