My beasty~ (Izuku Midorya X reader)

Chapter 1

~Look at the picture above, please! you basically look like this, but ignore the hair style, hair color, Gender, and skin tone.~ 

You were always told that having a quirk was amazing, but when you looked in the mirror, you saw a beast. That's what your parents say anyways. When you were born, your parents thought someone replaced their baby with a puppy. You were born with fur adorning your body. As you grew, your twin sister's quirk manifested. Her quirk let her change her appearance at will. by the time you were both 10, you were called every demeaning wording the book and then some. Your sister, on the other hand, had her future as a super-model set in stone.

By age 13, you had numerous gashes and scars on your body and were made the scape goat for everyone's misplaced anger and annoyance. This belittlement continued until you wished you were quirkless. you covered every inch of your body and it still wasn't enough, due to the fact that your legs resembled the hind legs on a donkey and you could never hide your hooves. The serpent tail didn't help much either. You strapped your wings tight to yourself with ACE Bandages and athletic tape. Everyday the same old routine. Beating, school, sister's photoshoot, another beating again, laying in your bed wondering why you stayed with your family. The night before you turned 16, you ran away from home. You ran from your town to the next where UA high was. The entrance exam was on your birthday.

Now, you were standing infront of Ground Beta for your physical assessment. You looked around and saw that it would be basically impossible to get through this without using all of your quirk. You close your eyes and take a deep breath. Then someone bumped into you. Your wings easily ripped through the layers of bandages along with your shirt and hoodie. Random reflexes and stuff. You braced yourself for impact with the floor, but it never came. You looked up to see a mop of green hair and deep green eyes. "Careful there, we don't want anyone to get hurt." It was Izuku Midorya from class 1-A. He placed in the top 8 at the sports festival.

He helped you up and chuckled a little. "What are you doing here? I thought you didn't have to do this again after you got in." You said through a cloth mask.

He chuckled and said," I know, but I like the exercise. We should work as a team, i'll give you pointers!" He said excitedly. And this was the begining of your first friendship.