[REWRITTEN]

1

You walked up the path to your new school, U.A high school for young future heroes. You were very lucky that you were good friends with the principal Nezu that knew about your power or otherwise you wouldn't have gotten a recommendation.

You smiled at the thought and continued walking with your black dragon tail swaying back and forth. You're positive that your tail touched a couple people but since it was such a light touch, they probably didn't even notice it. "HEY YOU!!! TAIL FREAK!!!"

You slowly turned around and saw an ash blonde teen stomping towards you with a furious look, shoving everyone who was in his way to get to you. "Yes?" You asked politely. "Your gross SCALY tail touched me!!!" He roared. "Um... Sorry?" You said, not really seeing the problem. "Never talk to me again!!! I'm better than you!!! I'm going to be the next number one hero!!! You got that?!!" He growled as explosions came out of him.

'What an egoistic jerk.' You thought. 'I did have a couple of friends like that back in the dragon world. They all died because they pissed off too many dragons.'

"Is he bothering you miss?" Asked a calm voice. You looked to your left and met eyes with a boy with half white and half red hair. "STAY OUT OF THIS LOSER! WE WERE HANDLING THIS JUST FINE!" Raged the blonde again.

"I asked the lady, not you." The other boy mentioned before turning to you, waiting for an answer. "No, not really. He's a little annoying but I was just gonna leave." You responded shrugging and putting your arms behind your head. "I'M RIGHT HERE YOU BITCH!!!" The Blondie screamed shaking your shoulders.

"Shh, sweetie, not now. The adults are talking." You babied while patting his head in a mocking way. He slapped your (S/c) hand away, "DON'T TOUCH ME WOMAN!!!" "Hey! Haven't your teachers at your old school teach you the one finger rule?" You asked mockingly as you flipped him off with a smile and walked away.

"She seems nice." The boy with the half and half hair said before walking off. "Nice my ass." Muttered the hot head.

You walked down the long halls passing students with odd appearances. You looked up at the clock and noticed you still had half an hour before the bell rang. Instead of going in early to make friends, you decided to go to the bathroom.

After doing your business you went to the sink to wash your hands. When you glanced to the right you saw a floating uniform facing the mirror. "Hello?" You said, wondering if there was an actual student here that was invisible. The uniform seemed startled since it shook a little. "Yes?" The uniform asked.

"Are you invisible?" You asked, not wanting to assume quirks. "Yeah I know it's weird." The invisible girl mumbled. "Yeah, but I like weird. Weird has personality." You smiled. The girl seemed flustered, even if all you could see was her clothes.

"Y-you are very beautiful. You honestly look like a goddess. No homo." She giggled. I smiled as a thank you. "Thank you, you are too." She stepped back a little. "But I'm invisible! You don't know what I look like!" She staggered on her words. "I don't need to. I can see your inner beauty. And That beauty is way more beautiful than outer beauty. And your inner beauty says that you are a very nice person that people love to be around even if they can't see you."

She was taken aback by your flowing words. You get that a lot. For living for 15,000 years you pretty much have great advice for almost every situation. "I'm Toru Hagakure!" She said in a bubbly tone, and stook out her arm. It was a good thing that these uniforms are long sleeved.

"I'm Quetzalcoatl (Y/n)." You smiled and shook her invisible hand with a smile. "Quetzalcoatl?" She mumbled. "Yeah...?" "Isn't that the name of the Aztec snake dragon goddess who got so drunk that she slept with her own sister? Quetzalpetlatl I think the sisters name was." She asked slowly letting go of your hand. Uh, oh. Barely any people you've met knew about Aztec culture so they never questioned your last name. And you are that goddess who slept with her sister, so it was entirely embarrassing. That's one of the reasons you don't mention that you are a 15,000 year old ex goddess. "Um. My family was named after her." You chuckled nervously.