Various BNHA X Fem Reader.
Sorta ocish character.
White hair and blue eyes.
Where an inauspicious girl meets her doom and ultimately gets transported into the chaos of My Hero Academia.
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NOW THIS WASN'T what you had been expecting.
In front of you loomed the towering edifice of UA High School, a sight you weren't supposed to encounter for at least another nine years. The grand building stretched high into the sky, its presence both awe-inspiring and intimidating.
"Close your mouth or you'll catch flies," Aizawa commented dryly, shoving his hands into his pockets. He gestured for you to follow him, his usual indifferent demeanor softening just a touch.
"But Chichi, isn't this the top hero school?" You ran to catch up with him, eyes wide with excitement and disbelief.
Aizawa glanced down at you, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Didn't you say you wanted to become a hero? To do that, you need to practice your quirk in a safe environment. This is the perfect place."
The warmth in his voice contrasted sharply with his usual stoic attitude, and it filled you with a sense of both wonder and determination.
Clutching his arm, you gave him a quick, affectionate squeeze before walking into the training grounds together. The vast space inside, known as Gym Gamma, immediately caught your attention. The large steel blocks that lined the room shimmered under the artificial light, reflecting the endless possibilities of what you could do in this controlled environment.
"Alright, [Name]," Aizawa's calm, reassuring voice broke through your awe. "You can let go of the restraints holding back your quirk. Don't worry, I'm right here."
Taking a deep breath, you focused inward, feeling the familiar flow of power that you usually kept tightly under control. Little by little, water began to seep out from beneath your feet, swirling around you. Your hands moved with practiced grace, bending the water to your will, guiding it into a towering spiral that began to lift you higher and higher.
A sense of amazement filled you. This... this was your power. You had learned to control it, to shape it, and now, it was lifting you effortlessly into the air.
As the tower of water rose, you twirled your hands again, creating steps from the liquid mass, floating in front of you like an aerial staircase. With a deep breath, you leapt from the whirlpool and landed lightly on the first step, a triumphant smile tugging at your lips.
