Our Hero

Hattari Nyoko

|Since this is my oc's body I will be mentioning tan skin, short, and curvy quite often.| 

I woke up in bed with a start, my body was drenched with sweat and was trembling slightly. Damn! So it was a dream. I looked over at my.. desk? Where my desk usually was there a nightstand, I-. Oh shit wait. I flipped my blanket off of me and looked at my body. I was so different, skin color, height and everything. I looked around the room, the walls were lined with unfamiliar posters of unfamiliar people and bands.I half expected that everything would be in an cartoony art style, but no everything looked as it did in real life

I soon found a  vanity with a large mirror and shot out of the comfortable bed. Speed walking across the room, I reached the vanity and looked into the mirror and saw a stranger staring back. I gasped and widened my eyes and looked at the tan skinned, orange eyed stranger. I took a moment to inspect my new body, apparently God Guy did his thing, and- and, this is real, this is happening! 

I smiled and watched myself in the mirror for longer, my new platinum hair cascaded down my back and almost reached the middle of my butt. I'd definitely have to carry around a hair tie or two. It was enjoyable watching someone who I'd created do what I did, I was her! This thick, 5'2 girl was going places. To U.A specifically! Oh no, would I still have to do try out? Remembering the anime, It'd be pretty difficult to do that on my own.

Then I remembered! I have a quirk! A real power! I'd have to figure out how that worked and fast. Ha, I kinda sound like Midoriya.

"Hey, loser come downstairs and eat before you're late to your first day at hero school!" Oh my lord I forgot I have whole new parents. 

""I- Coming!" I exited the bedroom with one last look at my bum and ran down the hall to greet my new father. Ha, he was exactly how I pictured him. Big. He was at the stove making what seemed to be eggs. 

"I want you to eat up, so you don't get hurt today Nyoko, so I made a lot of food." He nodded his head towards the kitchen island where pancakes, sausage and bacon lay in wait. I really wanted to correct him but I decided against it, in this world I'm Nyoko, not (F/N).

"Ugh, thank God. Thanks.. Dad." I snagged a plate and grabbed as much food as I could without being a barbarian.

"Leave food for Monato, you caveman!"  He chuckled out as he watched me scrape a bit of food off of the plate. Monato, Monato, Monato.... I totally forgot! Nyoko a little brother! Where is he?!

"Can I wake him up before I go?" I shoveled food into my mouth in between bites, "You do you, kid. But don't speak with a mouth full." He flicked a piece of food at me. 

"You do know that we need to hit the road in a little less than an hour right? Go take a quick shower when you're done, I put your uniform on your chair by the way."

I nodded in confirmation as I took the last few bites of food. I put my dish in the sink and rinsed it before I went down to the hall to shower.

. . . . 

In my bedroom mirror I inspected my body in the mirror once again now that I was finished getting ready. Everything fit semi comfortably, it was odd having to wear a uniform for school, it's hard to believe that most schools in Japan had to do this. At least we had the freedom to choose our own shoes, I chose some sick black combat boots in the closet. They looked nice while paired with the thigh socks the girls had to wear.

Nyoko had lived in Florida, both her and my brother went to public schools and even before I died I went to public and could dress how I pleased. But it would be handy to not have to stress about what to wear tomorrow or worry about what other people would say about your outfit.