The 𝕊𝕞𝕦𝕘 French Girl (MHA/BNHA ~ Shinso x OC)

16.) If I Were a Boy

It's beginning to become late at night, 9:00, and Kivi is on her way back to the dorms. In a bubble far above her is her groceries, mainly containing meat for Hades, Dusk, and Lucifer along with canned food for the others. Curfew check in for the dorms was in 30 minutes. She knew she would be late unless she used her quirk.

"What a bother," Kivi sighs. "I shouldn't even have a curfew. I have shit to do." She weaves around the people before finally getting to a less congested area.

Suddenly a child, no older than six, comes barreling down the sidewalk, heading right for her. She doesn't think to move, thinking he will as he sees her. He slaps his hand across her leg and keeps running with a snicker. A man comes running after the boy, outta breath. Kivi turns to the boy and surrounds him in a force field, pulling him back towards the man.

"Ah!" the boy shouts in complaint, punching against it.

Kivi feels her clothes suddenly get a bit tighter than usual and her shoes begin to hurt her feet. Her body feels bigger and much taller than usual.

"Ah, thank you for catching him," the man pants.

"Is this your son?" Kivi speaks, noticing her voice is much deeper than usual. "What the fuck? Why is my voice so deep?"

"Ah, did he touch you?" the man asks, talking about the boy.

"Yeah," Kivi says.

"Then you're not usually a boy?"

She blinks twice. "What?!" Kivi shouts, looking at her body as much as she can.

The man sighs. "Sorry, this is my son's quirk. He doesn't have good control of it yet, so I'm sorry to say you'll be this way for a few days before it wears off."

Kivi looks livid as her right eye twitches in annoyance. "Are you his father?"

"Actually no, I'm his mother," the man sighs.

Kivi turns to glare at the little boy, who's still trapped in her bubble. His arms are crossed with a pout on his face.

"You're lucky I'm not a villain, little one," Kivi warns him. "If I were you don't wanna know what I would do to you. Villains don't appreciate these kinds of pranks. You don't want to get kidnapped by a villain now, do you?"

The boy gulps. "N-no..."

"Gyaku, tell the girl you're sorry," the mother scolds.

"I-I'm sorry," he apologizes.

Kivi releases him from the force field with a smirk. "Will him touching me again not turn me back?"

"No," the mother sighs. "We're working on it."

"Do you mind if you give me your number?" Kivi asks. "If he wants to practice on some people. I know a bunch of candidates."

"Really?" the mother asks, pulling out her cell phone.

"Yeah," Kivi says. "I'm Quacchio Kivi, but call me Kivi."

"I'm Hatta Mayumi. Please, call me Mayu. This is Gyaku."

Kivi enters her cell number into Mayu's phone then texts herself, so she has her number too. She hands Mayu her phone back before pulling out her own and looking at the time, reading 9:20. "Well, I gotta go."

"Is there some way I could make this up to you?" Mayu asks.

Kivi begins to walk away. "I'll text you when I think of something, but I seriously gotta go. See ya!"

She waves behind her as she walks a little faster to get to the dorms. Her phone begins to ding with texts from Ochaco and Izuku. Kivi gets through the gates with her pass right as the time clicks to 9:30. Everyone is seemingly already in their rooms. Guess Aizawa was not in a good mood. Usually, everyone's out until 11 or so.