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1 ☆ Memes and Broken Dreams

"With great memes, comes great responsibility."

Those were the last words my dad told me before he went out to Walmart and never came back. You may be thinking it was just my mom and I, but no. That was too cliché. Instead, I lived in a cozy trash can outside a Chinese restaurant. My only friend was a rock named Elvis, but he fell through the street gutter some time ago.

Little did I know, that one certain day, my entire life would change.

This is the story of how I became the world's most dangerous womeme.

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It all started when this letter randomly fell in my direction. Arising from the rubbish, I pulled it up and read it. It was addressed to me, (Y/N) (L/N).

"U.A. High School. . .? Isn't that a really prestigious academy?" I asked myself like a crazy person. Scanning through the text, apparently, they heard of me and my Quirk, so they offered me a chance to attend this Hero school.

My Quirk was one of the rarest, no one had ever seen anything like it. What was it, you ask? Well, I had the power of. . .memes. At first, that may sound hilarious, or even light-hearted—but no. The power of memes was a truly horrifying thing. It does things to you.

Other children in the past would always be like, "Hey! Spawn Peppa Pig! Haha."

But they didn't realize the true burden and danger lying within my veins. No one did. Not even my own parents (which is why they left me). To be honest, not even I did. . . .

But maybe U.A. could help me with that. Afterall, I dropped out of elementary school, so this would give me a chance to catch up.

So, I dragged my recluse self out of the trash can and crawled to David's Bridal. I liked to watch the bridezillas haggle with the clerks for dresses they'd look ugly in anyways.

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I arrived at the entrance of U.A. High School. It was really glassy and clean, kind of like Justin Bieber's mansion or something. They also had a wide variety of students. There was a frog girl, and a grape diaper child—like a nasty, mini Thanos or something.

The hallway was crowded with lots of teenagers, which made me kind of nervous. I wasn't used to big crowds, only the prison gangs that roamed around my part of the street from time to time. However, I knew I would have to make some friends. . .or else it would be really awkward.

Suddenly, I bumped into someone. This caused me to drop my glitter Hydro Flask and backpack on the hard floor. A single tear fell from my eye, since the Hydro Flask was a gift from my mother when I was born. But my feelings of sadness were replaced with fear when I heard a voice scream, "DON'T BUMP INTO ME, LOSER!"

Looking up, my bully was this boy with popcorn hair. He had edgy red eyes, and a sneer as mean as a snake. But his face looked so soft, yet his jawline could grate cheese. Not to mention his three-million ab muscles made me blush. Okay, he was wearing a shirt—but I have good ab-dar.

"I'm—I'm sorry!!" I apologized, on the verge of sobbing. Part of me just wanted to be back in my delightful trash can.

"Whatever, don't talk to me!" He literally pushed me aside, a human girl, and left.

After that encounter, I sadly strolled to class. But I was still having trouble finding it. However, help came when this boy with red, spiky hair approached me.

"Hey! You look lost," he said, smiling. His teeth kind of terrified me since they looked. . .shark-like? "I'm Eijiro Kirishima. Call me what you want, because for you, baby, I'll be anything."

What the chiz.

So, I silently nodded, desperately hoping he wasn't planning to eat me or whatever.

"Lemme see your schedule."

I handed it to him.

"Oh! You're (Y/N) (L/N)? The recommended student? And you're in Class 1-A? Same as mine! Follow me." He took my hand against my will, which I could have had him sued for—since it was technically harassment. But because I'm such a nice person, I didn't. I followed this hot boy.

We arrived in class, only to see this guy with glasses bossing around students. As soon as he looked in my direction, his entire world stopped. He took off his glasses in slow motion and dropped his jaw.

"W-Woah," he managed to stammer out. "That's one fine chimichanga."

These guys' pet names were starting to make me uncomfortable. But before I could dial my lawyer, the dude with glasses pulled me into his personal space, and placed a soft kiss on my hand.

"Why, it is a pleasure to meet you, my Egyptian sakura hummingbird~"

"What the actual—" I was already confused, but he interrupted me.

"I've heard so much about you~! You're (Y/N) (L/N) and I hear you have an extraordinary Quirk~ I would love to see it sometime. Oh, how rude of me. My name is Tenya Iida. You can call me Tenya-kun though."

"Uhhh—" I snatched my hand away and blushed a deep crimson.

My bully from earlier suddenly elbow dropped Tenya, causing a small explosion—but I have no idea why.

"Hey! Your name is (Y/N), isn't it?" asked a girl. How did everyone know my name? This chick looked like a toad. I'm not kidding, she had green hair, a long tongue, and freaky eyes. "I'm Tsuyu Asui, call me Tsu."

All the students crowded around me, asking questions about my Quirk. I was pretty discreet about it, since they had no idea what it was. They only heard from the staff it was extremely powerful. The reason I kept quiet was because I found it quite embarrassing.

But their interrogations stopped once this depressed-looking Snape cosplayer rolled in. He was in a sleeping bag, just dying or something. "Hey, I'm Mr. Aizawa, and y'all gonna learn trash about being Heroes. We're having a Quirk test later and the loser gets expelled, so git gud, losers." He then rolled away.

Everyone screamed like goats.

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All we did were several tests which were mainly athletic. But because my Quirk was already so powerful, I didn't have to use it. Of course, I got first place. This made the others very confused and some angry, because I didn't even use any special power. And I was only using ten-percent of it.

"OI! WHAT THE HECKETH!?" My bully from earlier screeched, accosting me with an angry expression on his face. "HOW DID YOU EVEN WIN!? YOU NEVER USED YOUR QUIRK!!!" He rose up his hand, acting as if he were about to strike me.

"HIT ME AND I'LL SUE—"

He was then pushed out of the way by another boy. A really cute boy for that matter. He had broccoli hair and an angel face. Also his legs were broken, so he was flopping around on the grass.

"Hey, I'm Izuku Midoriya! And th-that was amazing! But how did you win?" he asked, flushing with embarrassment.

"I don't know. . .I guess I just had luck on my side," I answered, shamelessly lying to his face.

After that, I went to eat some lima beans.

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Why

Psst! If you enjoy totally chaotic high school stories with this type of humor, check out my original series: Surviving Specter High: Werewolves 101 on my profile. It's about a normal human girl who finds herself accidentally enrolled in a supernatural high school full of werewolves, vampires, fairies, and satyrs.

Thank you and enjoy~!