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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ A simple dream, in awe, in anxiety. Midoriya Izuku, stirred in his sleep, hours before the entrance exam. Midoriya struggled against what felt almost like a memory, his brows furrowed in his rest, seemingly opening into his dream. Looking down at the palm of his hands, they were small, and uncalloused, just like as a child. The green of his eyes, gazed aimlessly around his surroundings, the bright blue sky, the white clouds, the green trees, the sound of cicadas. Midoriya blinked, his hands clutching the hot metal of the swing, the plastic seat, burning at the skin of his legs.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ "Midoriya when we grow up do you think we'll both be heroes?"
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Midoriya blinked, he was there but not quite. It was almost out of habit maybe out of body disposition. There was a young girl, she was familiar but not quite memorable, just like a fog, her features blurred, a messed up film of a polaroid, is all that came to mind. The young girl smiled, and he couldn't help but return it. The trees rustled softly, the sound of traffic, and idle chatter. Why was it more nostalgic than fantasy?
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ "I think so! I think we'll be like just like All Might!"
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ The girl beamed happily swinging her legs back and fourth on the swing. Pouting her face she proceeded to, put her finger to her lip, giving an odd childish smile. Yet something about it put Midoriya on edge, his fingers dug into the palm of his hand, the metal almost burning his hand. Goosebumps crept up along his arms, his face pulling into an almost frown. Another smile and she leaned into Midoriya facing him. The young girl grew more blurry, and as she spoke, the sentence ran off, 'even though' being the only thing he registered, the rest being cut off.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Midoriya work with a spur feeling on edge and almost offput by the dream, he couldn't quite tell whether it was a dream or a memory, that thought only made his stomach churn. Glancing at the clock, he rushed to the exam sight. Midoriya sighed, his shoulders visibly tense, while he rubbed at it with his right. The green haired male thought back to what already happened through the day, counting it off internally, the final training with All Might, that odd dream, talking to an actual girl, and the starting ceremony. Now he stood at the now pronounced 'starting line' seeing the brown haired girl from the entrance, that saved him, brought a flush to a face. Yet as he glanced at his surroundings, it was just a glance but just for a second, he could've sworn he saw the girl from his dream. Midoriya walked ahead, rushing while he glanced left to right, then right left.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ An audio in the background, President Mic spoke aloud, something about how heroes don't have a countdown that they just go. Midoriya aimlessly ran around the exam arena, stumbling, in his head, and shoes. Whether it be his lack of power or better yet his lack of control of his power, or the fact that the green haired boy, had no idea what exactly he was doing. Zero points and he was already running out of time. Glancing at his surroundings he watched as everyone tallied up there points.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Midoriya stumbled onto a scene of several robots his thoughts raced, how should he best utilize All For One? The green haired male blinked and suddenly glass like white strings passed his face like a mirror, it looked just like spider webs, it was almost beautiful. The strings stuck to the robots, cutting into the machinery with ease. Crumbling, Midoriya glanced around for the person whose quirk was responsible, yet he stopped mid step, realizing he still had zero points. The zero pointer seemingly appeared out of nowhere, after which a number of incidents unfolded, which consisted of several broken bones on Midoriya's end, thankfully mended by Recovery Girl. Although he was knocked unconscious by the end of the exam, a girl his age poked at him, he looked up to her, disoriented his ears rang.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ "Silly Midoriya" she hummed, crouching ahead of him, she seemed to smile, twirling his hair in her hand while letting out a quaint sight. "You're no different than when we were kids" she stated, giving this low glint of a look. "Do you remember me?" The girl asked with an almost sad smile, placing her hands to her knees, she trailed her fingers in the dirt, seemingly drawing or perhaps writing something in it. Midoriya lowered his head back against the dirt with an almost thud, her laugh disorienting. "Feel better little Midoriya" the words came out almost affectionate but it trailed goosebumps along his skin. While his vision and hearing faded to nothingness. The dream played back in his head, every detail but almost picture perfect, the lines colored in, like a coloring book, the color of her hair, the color of her skin, the look of her smile. The two of you exchanged the same lines, and the line you started with, was what ended the dream.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ "Even though I killed?"
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ When Midoriya eventually stirred and stumbled awake, face full of dirt and debris, in the dirt was the name written out '(Y/n)'. Midoriya shook softly, he met her before, why now? Why couldn't he remember the girl before? Midoriya's brain unraveled, struggling to piece it together, he shook his head, placing his knee to the ground, before standing up with a stumble. A week later he got an acceptance letter to U.A High School, and he couldn't help but having a nagging feeling, of whether or not she'd be there too.
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Word Count: 1088
Howdy Angels! This writing is currently under construction. Tell me what you think of it! This will be a gradual yandere romance. Do you think I should just make it where the villain is the reader or the whole BNHA cast turns into villains.
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