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06 | Class President

The white haired girl stands 20 metres from the school gate, her hair flowing in the wind and the morning sun highlighting her face. She gazes at the swarm of media crowed in front of the school gate.

What the fuck? I never thought I'd say this but I just wanna go to school...

She puts on a glare as she storms forward into the sea of people. Waves of questions hit her.

"Tell us about all might the teacher!"
"What's it like learning from all might?"
"All might..."
"All might..."
"All might..."

"CAN YOU GUYS JUST SHUT THE FU-" (y/n)'s screaming is cut short when a warm hand grabs hers and pulls her through the crowd and into the school. She looks up and meets blue and grey heterochromic eyes.

"Are you okay?" He softly asks with his normal neutral expression.

"Yeah, thanks... I was so close to using my quirk on them..." (y/n) turns around to face the crowd and sticks her tongue out at them.

"Whoa! Why are you guys holding hands?!" Kirishima asks looking at the two who are still hand in hand.

"Aww if you wanted to join in you should've just said so!" (y/n) smiles grabbing his hand with her free one. "Now let's go!" and she drags the two blushing boys to class.

"Oya oya? What's this (y/n)?" Mina smirks as they enter the classroom.

I apologise for all the haikyuu references especially if you haven't watched or read it... But that doesn't mean I'll stop ~

"I literally can't talk to anyone without you assuming that we're in some kind of romantic relationship Mina...." (y/n) sighs, letting go of the two boys.

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"Good work with yesterday's battle training. I've looked over your grades and evaluations. Bakugo. Grow up already, stop wasting your talent"

Pftt what talent? (y/n) snorts. He's not going to shout??

"And it seems Midoriya ended yet another day with a broken arm" Midoriya jolts in response.

He needs to get that power sorted out... I cant even imagine how much it would suck to break something everytime I used my quirk....

"And (y/n)" The girl looks up at her father. "Why are you in your sleeping bag?"

"Just copying my dear old dad~" (y/n) smiles, wiggling side to side inside her own yellow sleeping bag.

His lips tilt upwards a bit. "Now on to homeroom business, sorry for the sudden announcement but today..."

"What is it? Another brutal pop quiz?"

"You'll pick a class president" He bluntly states.

"PICK MEEE I'LL GET OUR CLASS A TV AND WE CAN ALL WATCH ANIME TOGETHER!" (y/n) screams before her classmates can even open their mouths. Then after a second of processing what just happened they all start to raise their hands yelling out.