Izuku (Deku) x reader

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I shyly walked into the classroom 1-A. I was transferred over here from another hero school, something about my quirk being 'to powerful' for them to handle, or something.

Name: (y/n) (l/n)

Quirk: shapeshifting - turn into anyone and take on their quirk too! Downsides -I get tired really fast and can only hold the form for five minutes each.

I walked slowly up to the front of the desk and looked confusedly at the class, then at the ground. On the ground was the teacher, in a bright yellow sleeping bag, asleep while the class went wild.

An extremely short guy with purple hair (was it hair?) approached me and stood there staring at me. I stared back, then decided he wasn't worth my time and shoved him aside to find an open seat.

I noticed a boy sitting in to back with an open seat next to him. He was small, with messy green hair, and had the prettiest eyes I had ever seen. I made my way through the chaos, barely even being noticed by the rest of the class, and stopped in front of him. He seemed to be reading a journal that he wrote, studying each page carefully while muttering, before turning to the next.

"U-uh, excuse me? Is that seat open?" I asked, nervously watching to see his reaction. He looked up, surprised at first, then flustered as he tried to move his stuff over so I could sit down.

"U-uhm yeah! Here lemme just... move my uh, stuff.." He stuttered. I sat in the back corner next to him, took out a sketch book, and began sketching a body form.

"Wow, you're really good at drawing."

I looked up and met eyes with the boy next to me. We stared at each other for a moment, before we both blushed really hard and looked at our feet.

"I'm (y/n)," I said, nervously.

"I'm, uh, Izuku Mydoria," he answered. "Kacchan calls me 'Deku', though. You can call me that if you want. I think it is short and sounds sweet, like me!"

I giggled as he realized what he said and tried to fix it, but was unsuccessful.

"OK, Deku," I said, smiling starting to work on my drawing again. He blushed hard and continued to study his journal.

"Alright, class, shut the hell up and go back to your seats," the man in the sleeping bag said, sitting up suddenly. He climbed out of the bag and made his way to the board. He started to teach science, but I wasn't paying attention; I wanted to begin training.

"Psst. (Y/n)!" Deku hissed. I looked up and gave him a confused look. He blushed and looked back down at his notes.

"U-umm, do you wanna, uh, hang out after s-school?" He asked, fidgeting with the corner of the paper he was writing on.

Now it was my turn to blush, still showing a little admiration of the courage he had shown for someone that stutters every other sentence.

"Y-yeah! Uh, if you don't mind, o-of course," I whispered back.

"O-of course not!" Deku said, smiling to himself. I smiled at his cuteness.

~time skip to hero training~

I was sweating already, waves of fatigue washing over me. We were doing a simple tournament, me in the lead. I was last up against Shoto Todoroki, but beating him was hard. He had such a good quirk, which was also easily manipulated to my advantage (mweheheh).

Next was to defeat Katsuki Bakugo, or as Deku called him, Kacchan. I already had a nosebleed and a few scratches on my leg (thanks Kirishima). I don't need 3rd degree burns, too.

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