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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"[NAME], I HAVE TO ADMIT, I'm a bit offended that you didn't tell me your father is a pro hero," Momo said with a playful smile as the two of you made your way across the grounds. The sun cast a warm glow over U.A.'s campus, highlighting the anticipation in the air as your classmates gathered for the Quirk Apprehension Test.
A small, amused smile tugged at your lips. "I apologize. It honestly just slipped my mind," you said, lacing your fingers behind your back. The crisp fabric of your sports uniform fit snugly, reminding you of the grueling trials ahead. You knew what awaited the class; Aizawa didn't hold back, and today would be no exception.
Before Momo could reply, an energetic presence sidled up beside you, practically radiating warmth. "Um, excuse me, it's [Name], right?" A bright voice chimed in, drawing your attention. You turned to see a girl with wide, brown eyes full of genuine curiosity and a smile that could light up the entire campus. "I'm Uraraka Ochaco," she said, extending her hand with uncontainable enthusiasm.
You felt a grin break out on your face at her earnestness. "It's nice to meet you, Ochaco! I'm Aizawa [Name]," you replied, gripping her hand and shaking it a little too vigorously. Uraraka's eyes widened slightly as she struggled to keep her balance, letting out a giggle that made your heart warm.
The three of you moved to join the rest of the class, where an air of nervous excitement settled among your peers. Your eyes found Todoroki, who stood apart from the noise with an expression of calm indifference, as if the chaos around him were a distant memory. His stoic demeanor was almost reassuring in its consistency.
The familiar rasp of your father's voice broke the chatter. "And last place will be punished with expulsion," Aizawa announced flatly, the words hanging in the air like a storm cloud. A collective gasp swept through the group, eyes widening in alarm. You joined them, raising your hands to your head as if to mimic the reaction of those around you.
"Welcome to U.A.'s Hero Course," Aizawa said, pushing his tangled hair back from his face with a hand. He looked around at the stunned faces before him, a smirk playing on his lips that bordered on unsettling. His eyes met yours for a split second, and you could sense the silent challenge there.
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