My Hero Academia (Izuku x reader)

Chapter 2

  "If you don't mind me asking, why were you mumbling to yourself." To this question Izuku turns completely red. You take note at how cute he looks like that. Instead of listening to the reason why he does what he does, you take in all of his features. His messy green hair, his cute freckles and adorable smile. He's just so…

  You get snaped out of your thoughts once more by a loud sound from across the room. Turning your head slightly, you see a boy with spiky blond hair close to your sister. To close for your comfort really. "Hey! Get the hell out of my seat" He growls. "What are you talking about, I was here first. Find another one" Your sister retaliates. You can tell she's trying her best not to be intimated.

  Your blood boils from the scene that's happening in front of you. How dare he yell at your little sister like that. Getting up quickly, you make your way over to the both of them. "Hey liz, don't listen to this sack of shit. It already seems he doesn't have the brain cells to move himself." You smirk at the scowl that grew on his face.

  "What did you call me!" He takes a step closer to you, extending his hand outward slightly folding it. You notice that people are now watching. This causes your smirk to grow. It'll just be more hilarious when they see you kick his butt. "You heard me, or are you deaf too." You say back.

  Hearing the kids snicker and chuckle around you causes your confidence to grow. Before you were able to say anything else, you see fire blasting straight towards you. You quickly duck, letting it miss you just barely. You look behind you to see the wall and the desks around it completely black. They were little pieces on fire on the floor and you swore if you touched it, it would shrivel into ash.

"What the fu-" "I don't know who you think you are, but NO ONE talks to me like that!" The boy yells. Your brows furrow in frustration. "Well no one talks to my sister like that, but here we are!" You yell back in equal anger and frustration. "Tch, that bitch is your sister." Before he was even able to realize it, your hand was already clamped tight around his throat. 

  You let the anger over take you and your hand set ablaze. Your eyes glew red as your fists set fire. "Don't you ever call my sister that. I won't hesitate to kill you were you stand!" You said in a low growl, trying to make yourself sound menacing.

  As you were about to punch the living crap out of him, your fists turned cold. Bandages wraped around you as the blond dropped to the floor. He gasped for air coughing roughly. You tried to wriggle yourself free, but it seemed useless. Looking up you see your captor. It's a middle aged man wearing some sort of yellow bean bag.

  He stared into your soul, eyes that glowed as red as yours did. "I would like it if you DIDN'T destroy anymore of this classroom" he's says nonchalantly. You chuckle in nervousness as he stared at you. Seems like you got yourself stuck in quite a pickle.

  Slowly he releases you, closing his eyes. You feel your powers come back when he does so. Oh I forgot to mention, your Quirk is fire. You are able to set you whole body on fire and use it to your advantage. It's strongest in heated environments. You can't use it much though, because your clothes aren't fire proof.

  "My bad" you say, scratching your head out of embarrassment. "Just sit down, both of you" he replys annoyed.  You scurry to your seat behind Izuku, you didn't want him to tell you anything else. He's scary as is. Turning around you see the same kid glaring at you. That face of his makes it so punchable.

  "Sorry about Kacchan, he can be mean like that." Izuku says apologetically. "Who and what now?" you reply back confused. Izuku points to the blond headed kid "The one you were about to fight. Yeah, his name is katsuki bakugou." You notice how his hand shakes slightly when he points at him.

  "Oh I see. How do you know who he is?" You ask. He hesitates but replys back. "Kacchan and I use to be childhood friends" he says back, a hint of saddness in his voice. You decide not to ask him anything. Those questions, are for another time.