Art of girl on cover is not mine, credits to artist! (I don't know who, it was a PicsArt sticker)
My Hero Academia Fanfic
Things were terrible...
Things slowly got better...
Things are slowly getting terrible...
Y/N's life is constant up and down...
All of the girls in the class, minus Y/N, then enter the common area. Ashido then exclaims, "Hey! We found a creepy looking book in Y/N's room! Let's all read it!"
Ashido holds up the book:
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What? What about Y/N's privacy? That's very rude and disrespectful...For what I know about Y/N, she wouldn't give someone permission to go in her room unless she trusts them completely and these girls...I can really only see Yaoyorozu ever being able to enter when Y/N isn't there...
"Why did you enter her room without permission?" I ask.
"Uh...we were curious," Ashido says, sheepishly, nervously smiling and looking away.
"Aw come on! It's Y/N! I'm sure she wouldn't mind! She seems to not really have any major boundaries..." Hagakure exclaims, defending Ashido.
No...Y/N has many major boundaries and you should respect them...just like she respects all of your boundaries...
"Still, it isn't okay to go into other people's room without permission," Yaoyorozu says to Hagakure.
Hagakure seems to shrug.
"Anyway! Let's have a look at this creepy book!" Ashido exclaims.
They don't care...
Shouji sighs and leaves the common area.
"This is f##king stupid..." Bakugo groans and leaves the common area.
Meanwhile... Y/N POV
Elicia had answered the door and let me in.
She introduced me to all of her little friends and showed me around the house.
I'm...pretty surprised that none of her friends are scared of me. Instead...:
"Wow! You're Y/N! Elicia talks about you all the time!"
"That's so cool! You're training to be a hero!"
"Elicia mentions you all the time! It's so cool that she knows someone who's training to be a pro-hero!"
And then...Elicia shows me her room.
It fits her personality very well.
"Oh! I drew you a picture in daycare the other day!" Elicia exclaims, running over to her desk then running back over to me.
I get down on my knees and look at the picture Elicia is holding up for me to see.
It's...me? Hm...what does that writing say...
The top has (terrible, next to illegible) writing that reads:
