│⇢ b e a u t i f u l ⇠│( BNHA x OC )

1| its begun

"Maeve or 'Hush' your uniform for U.A has been delivered, we expect you to be starting tomorrow, you will be in the class 1A. Good day "

I'd hated schools. I'd been to very few and often, each time, my distate grew. I wasn't against education; i loved every single drop of knowledge i could gain. i hated people, bullies. some people just spoke to little, too slow or about things that weren't important. my mind has a track record for speed, and although i seem sluggish, my mind spews thoughts from every nock and cranny it can.

some part of me hopes that this school might change that. heroes in training should have a lot more to say than gossip.

"as if" I grumbled as i ripped the stupid uniform out of the box before slipping off my clothes and dressing myself.

And here is strike 1 for U.A Highschool; Why the fuck are the goddamn skirts so short.

"how will I hide all this?" I spoke to myself as I pulled at the bandages on my arms, then proceeded to look down as long foot length tendrils of snow white hair fell over my shoulders. I missed the red that tangled in it in the past.

I grabbed three hair ties, and proceeded to pull my abnornally long hair into a bun, then pulled on a black hoodie that covered a majority of the white mess. i don't know why I'd become so attached to the length of it, but somehow the hair that covered my back felt like my clothes; armor. I'd also never bothered to cut it.

-time skip brought to you by my ability to burn tea-

As I stopped in front of the intimidating gates of U.A i put on blacked out sunglasses, pulled my shoulder bag up further and shoved my hands into the pocket of my hoodie.

Then I walked. I heard whispers , my eyes closed and I continued to use my ears to swerve people. The whispers were getting clearer.

'Is she a villian?' 'no shes wearing the uniform skirt' 'she looks weird'

come on dude, i thought glasses would be hot now.

I grunted as I bumped into a wall. Wait nevermind not a wall.

" YOU LITTLE SHIT WATCH WHERE Y-" the spikey blonde grabbed my tie.

oh for fuck sake

"Hush.." My eyes went a subtle gold under my shades as made eye contact with the male, his hand going limp before his whole body was pressed to the floor.

"What the fuck?" The boy grunted as he looked up. a set of crimson met glowing gold. Slowly, the gold disappeared and i smiled, allowing the boy to stand as I walked past. Whispers errupted louder than before.

i hate bullies.

"OI WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" he screeched.

i hate loud people.

I still continued to walk, pulling a peice of paper from my pocket and giving it a peek before walking again.

A bell went, I rounded a corner and just as the map had implied, there stood an enormous door with a plaque reading 1A.
i pulled the door open and set out on the adventure to find a seat.

Everything was silent, but I knew the a majority of the class was whispering. I heard a door open and yelling.

"IM TELLING YA ICYHOT SHE WA-" there was a pause, but that didnt last long.

"THATS HER!" i recognized the voice of the annoying blond from ealier. stomping came towards me and i slowly turned to make ete contact through my shades.

"Bakugou, go sit down now" a sleepy bored voice says. I hear a zip and then feet, well two pairs one walking towards me.

I heard someone cough right beside me and then someone speaks.

" hey hey! im Eijirou nice to meet you!!" the boy smiled at the shades on my faceand held out a hand.

i accepted his hand and smiled before the homeroom teacher spoke.

" Maeve, come up here and introduce yourself" the gruff sleepy voice spoke. But this one you knew really well. Aizawa.

You stood up and walked towards the familiar comforting voice. You had known this voice well, you met him under weird circumstances but non the less he actually became a person you trusted easily. An older friend you hadnt seen since you were 12.

After reaching him you pulled off the shades.

"its good to see you again Aizawa" a smile grew on both of out  faces before he opened his arms lazily. I walked into the hug. Id missed this, just a bit. This man was sort a father figure. My hate for heroes had never applied to this man, he was one of a few i liked.

It seemed that the whole class broke out into whispers and a shock seemed to layer onto the tension .

I left the warm embrace and placed the shade back on before turning again.

" everybody this is the new student Maeve, i want you all to welcome her." aizawa spoke.

"any questions?"
He asked

A split second later hands shot up.

curious creatures these little heroes.

"Yes Izuku whats your question?"

The boy named Izuku squeaked adorably before starting.
" what is your quirk?" this was a question I was asked often.
But you always answered the same way.

"pretty useless"

A deafening silence followed.

"BULLSHIT! YOU USED IT ON ME THIS MORNING YOU BITCH" the explosive blonde recounted our meeting earlier today.

"you grabbed my tie."

"YOU WALKED INTO ME"

"shut your yapping, mutt"

the blonde quickly got up explosions ready at the hands. he didn't get far however as bandages stopped him before yanking him back into his seat where he crossed his arms and grumbled.

"one more!" aizawa spoke and then more hands shot up.

"yaoyorozu"

A chair was heard and I could tell she was standing up.

"if you dont mind me asking, why the bandages?" she spoke very lightly.

"yeah i just got into a bit of a cat fight a while ago and the cat just happened to have some pretty sharp claws"

the girl nodded and sat back down.

"ok thats all for now, Maeve go sit next to Todoroki Shouto, raise your hand Todoroki" you opened you eyes.

and so, here i was. sitting in a classroom of people training to become what i hate, very loud explosian boys and a very cool homeroom teacher. fuck.