Ch. 1

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↠(Y/N)'s P.O.V↞

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The sound of my alarm forced me to wake up, my eyes fluttering open. "(Y/N)! Wake up! The U.A. entrance exams are today!" The words shouted by my father caused me to spring up from my bed, my eyes flying open. "Today is the entrance exam..... TODAY IS THE ENTRANCE EXAM!!" I exclaimed, a soft chuckle being audible from my father. "IM GONNA BE LATE!" I shrieked.

I jumped out of bed, rushing to my wardrobe and picking out an outfit. I grabbed a black tank top and grey sweatpants, with some black Nike sneakers and pink, bunny socks. Some say it might be childish to have most of your clothing either be pink or have unicorns or Pro hero's on it, but that's them. I think it is completely necessary. I love everything cheerful, it helps me hide. Hide what you ask? Well, about three years ago I was diagnosed with severe depression. Only me and my father know. Well, if I get into UA, the teachers will have to know too, but that's it. And it will (hopefully) remain that way.

But, enough with my endless rambling thoughts, and time for the exam! Since I trained quite often, I had muscular arms and a somewhat toned body. It was very easy for me to keep high speeds because of it, well that and my quirk. My quirk is soap manipulation.

It was oddly useful. I could easily kill someone with it, as long as they had their mouth open. You ever seen that one vine with the exploded washer and the girl goes "welcome to bath and body works"? That is me as a vine. I can create fountains of soap out of my hands or the ground, if I make an "ok" sign, I can blow bubbles out of the hole, I can use my soap to easily slide across hard to reach places, I can get soap into someone's eyes,(it hurts 5× more than regular soap!) And I can temporarily blind them with soap. The backsides are that when I overuse it, my skin will prune to the point I bleed, and I hiccup bubbles.

Well, anyway, off to the entrance exam! My hair was pulled into a ponytail as I put deodorant on and brushed my teeth. I kissed my father goodbye and raced out the door and to the train station. I glanced down at my phone, feeling a vibration. It was a message from my father. It read-
"Good luck (Y/N)!! I'm sure you'll do good! Make us proud!!" By us, he meant my mother.

My mother was murdered a few years after I was born. I was only 7. My father said she was a wonderful person. I don't doubt him. Her name was (M/N) (L/N). She was really pretty. I looked just like she did when she was a baby. I wish It could be like when I was young. When I was happy. I miss those days.

I gasp in alarm as I trip over a rock, right into open traffic. And just my luck, a pickup truck is headed my way. I gasp, tensing up. It didn't intend on stopping anytime soon, and it was barreling towards me.

.:.3rd Person P.O.V.:.

Just as she was about to meet her doom, she was swooped up and basically flown away. (Y/N) squeezed her eyes shut, still preparing for her own death. She opened one as she was set down, coming face to face with rectangle glasses and navy blue hair.

"Ma'am, are you alright?!" The figure in front of her bellowed. He was quite tall and was chopping the air with his hands. "That's really odd... but he saved me! Why am I not so happy he did though...?" She thought. (Y/N) shook away her own thoughts, her (E/C) eyes landing on the male inquiring her.

"I-I'm fine, just a bit shaken.." she sighed. The male straightened up.

"Well, that's good. I am Tenya Iida. You should not be on your mobile device while walking! You could end up stuck to someone's tire!" He glanced at the truck, that was speeding away.

"I know, I had gotten a message. My apologies. Oh, my name is (Y/N) (L/N). Nice to meet you." You wore a small smile as he glanced down at you.

"You look like your going somewhere. Is this correct?" Iida asked, adjusting his glasses. He honestly reminded you of an answering machine. Or maybe a robot. Wait, aren't answering machines just robots??

"Yes, the U.A entrance exam. Do you know where that is?" (Y/N) was able to get a good look at him. He was quite muscular, and he had abnormally large calves.
"Are those engines...?" She thought.

"Ah, yes, I'm actually going there myself! Would you like to accompany me? It would be much faster and more efficient that way." A small smile pulled his lips. "Free ride huh? Yes please!"

"Thank you, that would be great!" She smiled. At least now she had a ride to the exams. It wouldn't. Be so bad after all.

Hello!!!! I'm back! And I'm kinda into this story, so I might just continue this!

Well, so far, we have met Iida! (Y/N) will probably hop on his back and catch a ride! Welp, I'll see you back in chapter two! Adios!

Word count: 915 words! Not bad.

Edited on 3/20/20, 3:31 pm

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