A powerful, multi-talented girl, (Y/n) (l/n), was accepted into U.A! She had never really experienced true feelings of romantic love and preferred to focus on herself as a person. However, that all changed once she began attending U.A. All of a sudd...
One second I'm in class, dozing off and staring out the window like an anime protag.
The next I'm out here in my PE uniform next to girls who looked way better in it than I did.
I let out a sigh as I shifted my weight onto my left leg, extending my right leg outwards. I held my left arm with my right hand and tilted my head as I watched Aizawa, our homeroom teacher, explain the task for today.
"I'm sure you've all done physical exams in middle school. However, you weren't allowed to use your quirks, now were you?" He began, all of us shaking are head in response. "Well, today you'll be doing the same standard physical exams, but this time, while using your quirks."
At the sound of this, people's faces began to light up with excitement as they leaned in to listen to what more Aizawa had to say. "Bakugou, you scored the highest on the physical exam, right? Come here."
My eyes followed a familiar spiky-haired male walk up to Aizawa, hands in his pockets and his back slouched.
Bakugou, huh? The name suits him, I guess...
Aizawa proceeded to hand Bakugou a ball the size of his palm. "How far could you pitch a ball in middle school?" He asked. Bakugou responded nonchalantly, showing a hint of pride within his messy posture. "67 meters." Aizawa didn't appear fazed as he continued to say, "try using your quirk."
From here, Bakugou launched the ball up into the air with a decent explosion shooting the ball even further than 67 meters. The class watched in astonishment as Bakugou turned back around to join the class once again, eyeing me and smirking. I rolled my eyes and focused my attention to Aizawa.
"Well, get to work." He says simply, waving his hand as he walked away. "Oh." The black-haired male paused and spun around to face us once more. "The person who gets last place will be expelled." He grins maniacally, turning around once more to leave the class in shock.
"Expelled?" "No way!" "He wouldn't do that on the first day, would he?" "He can't do that, right?"
The class immediately erupted in conversation as we began to panic.
What if I place last? Am I even as good as the rest of the people here? I thought, my stomach sinking to the floor.
Uraraka runs up to me and immediately began to voice out my worries without me saying anything. "Oh no! (Y/n), what are we gonna do? What if we're not good enough? I don't wanna get expelled on the first day!" She rambles, my head spinning from my own worries. I ended up placing a hand on her head, giving her a small head pat to comfort the panicked girl. "There, there. It'll be alright. Just try your best and you'll be fine." I faked a smile and turned to face the class, making eye contact with the same blondie from before. Bakugou grinned menacingly and walked over to me, getting so close I could smell his caramel-like scent. Ya he smells like caramel bro it's a fact. If i find the picture i'll upload it
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