Mashirao's pov
I walked into U.A, feeling prepared for my first day. I walked through the corridor, looking for my class when I ran into someone. They dropped a bunch of stuff on the floor as we both fell back onto the ground.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to walk into you. I didn't see you there" they apologised. I looked up to see a girl. She was wearing the girl's school uniform although she had paint splashed on the jacket and skirt.
Her hair wass a mix of magenta and Turquoise and hung over her shoulders slightly. "No its fine. I didn't see you either" I advised, getting up onto to my feet.
She gott up, having picked up wwhat she'd dropped and then looked at me. "I'm Sakiko" she introduced, holding out one hand while she held her things with the other. "Ojiro" I greeted in response.
She nodded her head. "Nice to meet you Ojiro" she explained before walking off in the direction she had been heading in. I continued on my way to my class. When I arrived, I sat down in a chair and waited for the teacher.
"Hey dude. That tail's so cool" someone spoke. I turned around to see a blond haired guy with a lightning like Mark of black in his hair.
"Oh. Thanks. Not many people think my quirk's cool, it's kinda plain" I explained. "The fluff on the end is really soft too" he added, petting my tail. That surprised me a little since my tail wass quite sensative.
"What's your name?" he asked. "Ojiro. What about you?" I asked. "I'm Kaminari. Nice to meet you" he smiled. I nodded.
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Yamada's pov
I returned home and stretched out my arms. "How was your first day of U.A?" Yogi asked. "I thought you were on patrol today" I pointed out.
"Oh no. That's tonight. Now tell me how your first day went" he replied, slipping into his favourite spot on the couch. I walked over and sat next to him. I told him everything that happened and he listened with a smile.
"Your growing up so fast. Mum and dad would be so proud of you" he smiled, placing his hands on my shoulders. "They wouldn't be proud of me. They are proud of me" I corrected.
He looked at me, his eyes softening. "There always with booth of us. Right here" I replied, placing one hand over my heart. Yogi smiled.
"Right here" he repeated, placing his own hand over his heart. I smiled them hugged him as he brushed strands of my hair out of my face.
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I know that it's short so here's an Ojiro drawing I did
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The artist and the fighter(An Mashirao Ojiro x oc)
FanfictionSlow updates Yamada Sakiko is a had always wanted to help people ever since she was young. When she has the chance, she enrolls into UA. When she gets in she is pleased but is put in Class 1-b. Even though she was put in the class that was supposed...
