The bell rings, and Tenya Iida stands up,
"Take your seats, it's time for school!" he shouts, waving his arms. Ochaco flops down next to me. I smile at her before someone pokes my shoulder from behind. I turn to see a kid with a black lightning bolt in his hair. I smile brightly at him,
"I'm Denki!" he says suddenly. I smile softly, hmm, there's not really a nickname for that...
"I'm [Y/N]," I say back, Tenya Iida shouts nonsense at us, even though Aizawa isn't even here yet. Denki grins at me.
"Wanna go to Mina's party together?" he asks nervously. I chuckle,
"Yeah, that sounds like fun!" I tell him joyfully.
"Hello class," Aizawa says suddenly, making me jump and spin back around in my seat. Suddenly, Ochaco gasps quietly, leaning over to hiss at me.
"What happened to your hand?!" her eyes are wide. I realize that I instinctively put my right hand up to hold my pencil. I blush, tucking it against my chest,
"I'm fine, not a single scratch. I just over-used it," I tell her with a chuckle, using my left hand instead. "I'm ambidextrous, so it's not a problem!" I add with a smile. Aizawa clears his throat angrily. Making me face forward, ready to take notes.
Before I even know it, it's the end of school, and Mina drags the girls into the nearest female restroom, shoving some of us into stalls to change. I change quickly, pulling on my sleek red crop top, the shoulder pieces cut out, and the sleeves tightly holding onto my arms all the way down to cuffs at my wrist. It goes to just a few inches above my waist. I then tug on my black mini skirt. It has elastic at the top that goes to a few inches below my waist, only going down my thigh a few inches, my heels helping make my legs seem longer. I step out of the bathroom, and Mina instantly cheers her approval. I pull the bandage off my hand.
I carefully brush my hair back out and then apply my makeup. I put on my favorite warm berry tone again, not dulling it at all. I then re-highlight my cheekbones, and paint a sunset on my eyelids. I then use my eyeliner to further accentuate my eyes. I carefully apply mascara before leaning back and admiring my work.
"Wow!" You're so good with makeup [Y/N]," Ochaco says, appearing at my side. I smile at her. She's wearing a beautiful pink dress. I chuckle,
"Here, lemme do yours!" I add, snatching a sheer gloss out of my bag. I carefully put some on my finger, dotting it onto her lips, sliding it across her mouth so the pink of her mouth is brighter. I lean back, grabbing my makeup. I gently paint a pond onto her eyelids, making her eyelashes longer. I use blush to give her cheeks a thin rosy sheen. "There!" I tell her happily. I stuff my makeup back into my bag,
"Thank you!" Ochaco says happily. I give her a thumbs up,
"No problem!" I hook my arm through her's, "Come on! Everyone's waiting for us!" I tell her, dragging her toward the door.
We burst out of the door, and Mina grabs us both, hurrying us along. She apparently rented some cars, but there's only ours left. She shoves us into the car,
"Go!" she shouts joyfully at the driver. Immediately, the car begins moving. I smile brightly at them,
"This is gonna be so fun!" I shout, clapping my hands.
A minute later, the car pulls up at what seems to be a large nightclub. I spot Denki in the crowd. I smile a bit. He looks pretty good in his loose t-shirt. I manage to climb out of the car,
"Leave your bags, the cars are waiting for us!" Mina adds and I fish out my phone, shoving my bag into the car and tucking my phone into my bra.
I quickly rush over to Denki, grabbing onto his arm,
"Denki!" I say with a grin. He smiles back, looking down at me. "Your nose!" I shout as a small trickle of blood leaks out. He quickly turns away.
"Sorry! It's nothing!" he says quickly, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me close. "Let's go inside," he adds.
"Move it!" I hear Katsuki shout, shoving us apart as he storms into the nightclub. I roll my eyes behind his back. I smile at Denki, grabbing his wrist,
"Come on!" I say, practically bouncing into the club. Immediately the smell of liquor, sweat and the sickly sweet scent of smoke pours out, enveloping me into a haze of there only being now. I feel myself relax a bit.
This is a place I know. This... the wildness. The knowledge that nothing that happens here will affect me tomorrow... I've grown used to it. I've grown accustomed to one night stands and the feeling of liquor burning my throat and headaches in the mornings. I've learned how to survive off small thrills that are cut short by the sunlight.
I feel myself fall into the 'me' that lives in these places. The 'me' that lives in the darkness and the shadows. The 'me' that isn't a hero or even a villain, and is simply a curvy figurine. The 'me' that bats my eyes up at strangers and lets hands wander and dances underneath flashing disco lights.
I turn toward Denki Kaminari. Though he's suddenly not a classmate or even a wannabe hero. He's just another guy in the club. Just another way to survive through the otherwise empty and overwhelming night. I feel a small smile brush upon my lips, and I press myself against him, my arms going to loop around his neck, my hands brushing against his hair. His hands rest instinctively on my hips, a blush burning his cheeks. I rest my chin against his chest, staring up at him through my eyelashes.
"Let's go get a drink~" I purr, pulling away, looking over my shoulder, "Come on!" I add, threading my fingers through his to pull him toward the bar. I feel a few pairs of eyes land on me. I ignore them, used to the feeling of eyes wandering down me. I slide into one of the stools, careful to lean back slightly, my shoulders set back and my legs crossed to let my skirt move up an inch or so. I rest an elbow on the counter, pressing my index finger against the corner of my lips, I keep my eyes focused on him. He sits down next to me, I shift my stool slightly so my leg is pressed against his. An obvious blush blooms on his cheeks.
"W-what do you want?" he asks nervously. I tilt my chin up, biting my bottom lip as though I'm considering.
"Surprise me?" I ask him hopefully, releasing my bottom lip to jut it out slightly, my lips parted just a tiny bit. His blush intensifies, and he quickly looks away from my gaze, ordering drinks.
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Random[Y/N] was a childhood friend of both Katsuki Bakugou and Izuku Midoriya. But she had to move with her mother. After two years, she's back. But she's... different. The childhood [Y/N] always had a real smile, and despite her being quirkless, she alwa...
