I've What! ||TO BE REWRITTEN SOON||

Umm... I'm a girl now

A/N He sort of looks like this if you guys were wondering.
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Midoriya's POV
I turned the door handle and braced myself for what was about to happen next...

I take one step inside and immediately see everyone's head turn towards my direction. I could feel my face burning with embarrassment. This is exactly what I didn't want to happen. I think to myself whether I should just turn back and hide out in my dorm room, but I didn't exactly get a chance to decided.

"OI NERD, WHY ARE YOU DRESSED LIKE A GIRL!? Bakugo yelled.

I feel a shiver down my spine. My face is as red as a tomato by this point. I didn't know how to explain myself in the moment. Would they even believe me? I shake uncontrollably when I make eye contact with Todoroki. I feel the urge to puke. Before I could say anything I ran out of the room to get rid of my insides. I returned from that weird encounter. Maybe it was just from the nerves. Everyone is still asking me questions when I see Katsuki come up to me an say "I bet those aren't even real". I feel his hands squeeze my breasts and immediately out of discomfort, I slap him. I begin to cry and Bakugo is taken aback. Everyone gasps. Some of the girls gather around me while some glare at Bakugo. The guys just stand there not knowing what to do.

"Aww man I wish I could've felt Midoriya's boobs. Please tell me; were they bouncy?" A certain midget asked.

Uraraka, Yaoyorozu, and Mina all turn around and start beating Mineta up. The guys just laugh at him. I'm so embarrassed I just want to run out of the classroom. But I felt better when Todoroki came over to me and hugged me. He wiped away my tears and asked me if I was alright. I nodded and went to my desk. The day went on as normal until it was time for lunch. I went for my usual katsudon and sat down with Iida, Uraraka, and Todoroki. I was about to put some food into my mouth when I noticed the stench. It was horrid and made me want to throw up. I excuse myself from the table to empty my contents from my body. I don't know why I keep throwing up. Am I sick? I don't feel sick. Hmm I decided to ask Recovery Girl about it later.