"Spirit??"
(Y/n) a 15 year old girl with a powerful quirk with a bit of control issues. She has a kind, brightfull, carefree and determinded personality. What will happen when 3 boys fall in love with her?
And who will she choose in the end?
#1 in...
I was getting pretty anxious because it has been a week since the entrance exam was held and I still haven't heard anything.
I was home alone, my father was working and my mom was groceries shopping. So I was listening to music really loudly.
~ring~
I stopped my music and went to the door to find a mail man standing in front of me. He then handed me a letter that said
"U.A"
I rushed to the couch, sat down and opened the letter to find.. no letter? But a electronic thingy and it started to project something.
"Hello (l/n)" A woman said
"I'm midnight and I wanted to tell you" She paused
"That your quirk.. was amazing cute!!!" She yelled while fangirling a bit
"Ah sorry, but you did amazing at the entrance exam you managed to get 61 villain points and 40 rescue points and with that you scored first! congratulations!" She said clapping her hands as confetti came from the ceiling
I was so happy I didn't think I would place first.
"And with that you ofcourse are accepted at U.A! We will see you soon! bye!" With that the projected midnight disappeared
(a/n: okay i saw that some people used nezu, aizawa, or all might so i used midnight cause i like her character xD )
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I was so happy! I got accepted into U.A, that caused me to smile brightly, jumping around and fangirling that when my mother came back she looked at me and asked if I was okay.
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"Oh! Mom! I got accepted in U.A!!" I yelled as I ran towards my mom to hug her
When she heard that her face turned from a worried expression to a happy one and we were now hugging each other.
