Capítulo 2

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You guys need to help me... I'm in conflict with myself about following the show or doing something more romance and school you know.
Tell me in the comments what you would prefer.
This is her costume on the picture
Imagine these clothes on a girl, like tight and stuff haha

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The UA school grade was well diversified. In the morning, the students had normal classes and in the afternoon they had classes in relation to the hero course. One of the best classes for (Y/N) was English, even if it was normal, she loved the teacher. Present Mic was one of her favorite heroes, she listened to his radio podcast whenever she could. She also noticed that most roles in the school were done by heroes. How could they manage time to save people and take care of the students? It must be a difficult job.

Then, finally, the afternoon arrived, the girl felt exhausted. With her first classes being with Aizawa, her energy was quickly drained. When she stopped studying, she picked up a rubix cube, which she took wherever she went, and began to train her telekinesis, stirring the pieces carefully. Her Quirk was good with things bigger than a pencil, but small things, like screws, and gears inside a machine were more complicated.

"Wow!" Kaminari said, drawing the attention of others around "Can you do that with your eyes closed?"

"I think so..." (Y/N) closed her eyes by putting her hands in front of her face.

"Amaz-" the blonde was cut off by a voice.

"I'm..." The girl stopped her cube in the air, listening to the thick voice coming from outside the door, but without taking her hands off her face "Entering the door like a normal person!" the heart of the girl seemed to stop at that moment.

She knew whose voice it was, knew who owned it, and knew she did not want to take her hands from her eyes. Slowly, she lowered her hands and when she looked at the man standing in front of the class, her cube shattered without even realizing it. She did not think the blonde would be so tall, so strong and so... Handsome! But what were she thinking?! All Might was in front of her, in all his glory, in one of his Silver Age costumes. His hair was combed back, but two wicks went forward, looking like rabbit ears. So cute...

"I do basic hero training." after that sentence, (Y/n)'s face was completely red, how could anyone have a voice so seductive like that?! She could not stop looking at the older man, his body, his face, his eyes, everything! He really looked perfect as Midoriya had told her.

Her trance continued for a few more seconds, but realized that some students were leaving the room. She realized, too, that Uraraka was calling to her.

"(Y/n)?" she poked the girl's cheek "We have to change."

"Ah... I'm coming." she rose from her chair, but the only thing she could see was the abdomen of a certain blond, she became a statue at that moment.

"Is everything okay, young (L/n)?" All Might asked, lowering his face to the same height as the girl's.

The girl, unable to answer, just nodded, turning and running from the room, pulling Uraraka by the arm.

"Slow down, (Y/n)!" the brunette spoke, holding hers and the girl's costume.

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When they got to the dressing room, most of the girls were already in their clothes. The girl decided to change, too. Apparently they had missed the measurements of most of the girls, almost all commented that their clothes were too tight. It made (Y/n) nervous about her body. In fact her body was normal, since she needed to train every day to maintain her form, even if she did not like physical exercises. However, the presence of the Symbol of Peace made everything worse, it seemed that she could see all her defects through the tight fabric, she did not want the blond to think she was ugly. The girl hit her own head. What strange thoughts were these? She hated the man, why should she be worried about what he thought of her clothes?

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