❝LIFE IS JUST A LUCID DREAM.❜❜
❝IF LIFE IS A LUCID DREAM, THEN WHY CANT I CONTROL IT?❜❜
Tasked with the constant struggles of life, [Y/N] enters UA on a whim to become a hero. Her flirtatious nature makes her instantly popular, but she soon takes it...
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chapter 5: do you like you?
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Without expecting it, a book or movie that you like could take such a drastic and traumatizing turn. But, these moments are representations of real life. Your day could start out as peachy and positive, but can be lead to a downfall near the end. Many books killed off main characters, hooking the readers to it's very essence like a lion gripping its prey.
Today was such a day.
It was a day before the first day of Yuuei High, and [Y/N] wasn't as ecstatic as Midoriya was. The green haired boy was practically jumping out of his skin. Though, it was very refreshing to see his kind soul really showing. [Y/N] smiled, thinking of his beautiful emerald eyes and soft green hair. She wasn't ashamed to think of him as attractive, no, just the opposite. Sure, he was a friend, nothing more, but he was a total thottie.
No, off topic.
ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ!
[Y/N] contemplated the meaning of her existence for a while, not minding the small breeze that passed by as she trailed along the desolate sidewalk. The leaves that blew past her were a beautiful autumn color, she noted this. It was always good to focus on your surroundings rather than walking blindly, right?
Her thoughts wandered off to the red-and-white haired boy she had encountered. He was a gentle lad with a small sense of humor, though [Y/N] could sense a lot of trauma coming from him. He was very hesitant on sharing personal things, but who wouldn't be? After all, they were strangers.
But there was also another boy in mind. The explosive boy, Bakugou. His hair was wild, as were his eyes. Sure, he was attractive, that was for certain. But his personality compared to crap being steamed in sewage.
ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?
Ah, such a natural selection. Though [Y/N] could not think of them in a romantic type of way, she told herself that she'd become great friends with them. Although, that did seem a bit selfish at the time.
But, how could she forget about the beautiful brown haired girl she had met at the entrance exam? Though she did not think that they'd cross paths once more, she did have a feeling that soon enough they would meet again. Such a beauty, her beautifully pink dusted cheeks complimented her well. At the time, [Y/N] could not take in all of her features, for she was on a time limit. She wished that she had taken a picture. No, that wouldn't suffice. She wanted a painting of her face on her wall. So magnificent, so clean, so pure.
