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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YOU WERE SLEEPING SOUNDLY, wrapped in the quiet peace that had eluded you for so long. Everything was over—the war, the endless chaos, the weight of the world on your shoulders. For the first time in what felt like years, you were seventeen, simply a second-year high school student with a life ahead of you.
The world had dubbed you the "Water Princess," a hero of unrivaled grace and power. Cameras followed your every move; interviews demanded your words; fans clamored to be near you. You'd brought light back to so many lives, but the spotlight cast its own shadows over yours.
Yet the "Princess" had her own turmoil, a quiet secret that tugged at your heart. Now that the chaos had settled, you finally had time to think about things you'd buried during the war—your own emotions, the romantic part of yourself you had yet to explore. And no matter how much you tried to ignore it, one undeniable truth floated to the surface: you had a massive crush.
On him.
As you drifted into slumber, the familiar pull of a dream claimed you. This time, you found yourself suspended in an endless ocean, its depths shimmering with an ethereal light. You weren't afraid. You hadn't been in this place since the day you restored your quirk.
To your right, the water shifted, and there he was—Tenko.
His presence was magnetic, impossible to ignore. His shirtless frame revealed lean muscle and a faint scar that traced his abdomen, a testament to battles past. His white hair, so much like your own, swayed gently with the current, framing his face in soft strands. But it was his crimson eyes that rooted you in place, blazing with an intensity that made your chest tighten. They held you captive, refusing to let go.
Your heart betrayed you with a sharp flutter as heat crept up your face. You'd never been this flustered before—certainly not during the war, nor even in your scheduled visits with him. Why now?
"Hey, [Name]," he greeted softly, his voice breaking the stillness around you. It wasn't the voice of a villain or a nemesis. It was light, almost boyish, with a smile to match. A smile that made you forget how to breathe.
