割れない (BNHA various x reader)

3

After that run in with that mean boy outside the school, y/n's confidence boosted to the roof. She found that when she stood up for herself or anyone else she felt like nothing could stand in her way.

Marching through the school, she proudly displayed the sign on her back, her smirk growing wider and wider the more she heard people whisper. Glancing at the directions Aizawa had given her to the 1-A classroom, she turned the corner to see a huge door.

Looking up at it she took a small breath before sliding it open. Inside there were several people talking, but a lot of kids were just sitting at their desks in silence. But as soon as she walked in, she was met with every single pair of eyes.

She smirked, looking around the classroom with raised eyebrows. She was about to step in when someone grabbed the back of her shirt, tugging her back out.

"What the fuck-! No touchy!" She yelled, spinning around and throwing her hands up into karate chop position. Aizawa stared at her with a deadpan expression.

"I have to talk to you before you go in." He said, his voice as monotone as ever. Y/n's defensive frown was replaced by a smile the moment she laid her eyes on her teacher.

"Yeah! Sure thing doc, what's up?" Aizawa rolled his eyes, his mouth slightly twitching.

"You are not allowed to pick a fight with any of my students. A lot of them are as irritable as you, and Remember you aren't allowed to use your quirk without permission."

"Oh yeah, that shit is stupid. I can't control my quirk." Aizawa sighed, rubbing his temple.

"Just avoid fights-" suddenly a loud yell interrupted their conversation.

"You!!!" Turning around, y/n stared at the angry blonde boy.

"Oh, it's reverse sonic the hedgehog. Took ya long enough to get here." She said, her lips curled in a smirk. The angry boy growled, his hands sparking.

"I'll crush youuuuu!!!!" He screamed, flying towards y/n. She laughed, and a split second before his fist hit her face, she dodged, reaching out and using two fingers to hit a pressure point on his neck.

The boy collapsed to the floor, his body completely paralyzed. Giggling to herself y/n bent down, looking closely at the boys face.

"You're cute when you're not trying to blow my head off." She cooed, patting his head with a smile. The boy struggled to move, failing miserably. Aizawa sighed.

"What were we just talking about y/n!!" Standing up straight y/n looked at Aizawa with an innocent gaze.

"He started it! And let's be honest-" bending down once again, she poked his cheek. "That wasn't much of a fight."

"Just fix him." Mumbled Aizawa, shuffling into the classroom. Bending down y/n carefully started poking various pressure points across the boys body. With one last spot she stood up, holding her hand down towards the boy.

He started moving, his face twisted in a snarl. Looking at her hand he slapped it away, standing up before pushing her to the wall, slamming his fist next to her head.

"Ohh, are we gonna kiss now sweetheart?" Y/n asked cheekily, leaning towards him, puckering her lips mockingly.

"Shut up!!! What did you do to me?!!" He yelled. Y/n smiled, raising her hand and poking her neck.

"Just a pressure point. I memorized them when I was seven. What have you been doing with your life?" He snarled, moving his hand to her neck, the smell of burning flesh filling the air.

"Who the hell do you think you are talking to??!!"

"From what I've seen so far, I'd say a dick." The boy pressed harder, making y/n gasp for breath, her smile still on her face. "Look, you taking my breath away already-" She was cut off by the boys hand tightening even more.