After your little explosion, you had you were taught what emotions were. It was challenging, and you didn't understand them. You were horrific at identifying emotions, but you did die, so no one held that against you. You also somehow learned to lie all by yourself. You lied about not killing yourself over and over again, and you somehow got away with getting gas from a gas station to school. You lit yourself on fire, and everyone was panicking except for you.
You added to things that didn't kill you. Bakugo and the others were trying to make you stop killing yourself, but it was hard since they couldn't watch you all the time. Bakugo became like an older brother to you and kept you from killing yourself several times, and you couldn't figure out why. He was also trying to teach you how to cook and control your quirk, but you never used it again. You didn't know why or how it happened; it just happened.
You were highly protective of Shoto, Kirishima, and Izuku to the point you would just show up randomly to wherever they were and just watch them. Bakugo would have to get you or Aizawa, but you would still watch them. Izuku tried to teach you the concept of nicknames, and that was possibly the worst mistake anyone had ever made, but you were acting more human despite having no feelings. Aizawa also officially adopted you to keep you out of trouble, and you oddly made him happy. He never really liked kids, but since you had no concept of emotion and were so brutally honest with people, it hurt, but it was also funny. Over the past couple of weeks, you started using your quirk randomly, mostly to get things for you that were far away or to protect Shoto, Izuku, or Kirishima from random things. No one knew why, not even you did; it just happened.
"Okay y/n what am I feeling?" Izuku asked as you looked at him with a blank look
He was smiling, but you were just not getting it.
"Constipated," you said.
"What, no!" He said.
"Murder," you said.
"No! Murder is an action, and it's bad!" He said.
"Murder, definitely murder," you said.
"No, it's not Murder!" He said.
"Gay as in the newest term. Liking the same sex," you stated, making Fumikage burst into laughter.
"No! It's happy! I was smiling!" He said, defeated.
"Hi, blow job," you said to Tsunagu Hakamada, who looked at you annoyed.
"That is not my name! That is not even close to my hero's name! It's Fiber hero Best JeanIst!" He growled.
"That is not what your belts say; it says BJ, and according to Google, it means Blow job," you said as you looked it up and showed him.
"Decku! Why did you teach her that? You shitty nerd!" Bakugo asked, annoyed.
"I didn't! I just taught her nicknames!" Izuku said.
"Aizawa, come here!" Tsunagu yelled as other kids started piling into the common room of the dorm house.
"What?" Aizawa asked as he made coffee for himself.
"This kid keeps calling me Blow Job; care to explain?!" Tsunagu asked as Aizawa looked at his two belts.
"Can't imagine why," he said as he sipped his coffee.
"Izuku taught me that nicknames are a way to express affection. Everyone in the class has one," you said as you got into your contacts and gave your phone to Tsunagu.
He looked at it in disbelief.
"Oh my god! Aizawa, have you checked her phone?" He asked.
"No, she's sixteen and incapable of doing bad things," he said.
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Y/n one shots and explicit content
Fanfiction* Due to them deleting my first book due to violating company guidelines, even though my book has been on here for two years, they deleted it and all of the content I worked on. so 250k reads gone. It will be fun to see how fast this book will be ta...
