Silent is a wish (BNHA X OP READER)(ON HIATUS/REVAMPING)

Twenty-Three minute nap

It had been a busy day for class 1-A, despite what Bakugou had said. Class 1-B had declared war on them, as well as the general studies and support courses. The trauma trio had made it in time for Katsubeetch to make it that much worse. Juuuust great for 1-A. (Previously, Katsuki and Izuku had taken Y/n out for some Boba and Mochi. Free therapy, Yaaaaayyy!)
 Also, Y/n showed Izuku her scars for the first time, and now she has some confidence bc Izu was all like "B*tch, Me tooooo!" and Baku showed her his scars (Baku w/ burn scars on his palms is cannon-) all like "Stfu U whack-a*s hoe U bootyful"

(BTW I tried strawberry Mochi on vacation once and it was soooo good but it was also vv hot out so the rice dough got mega sticky. 9/10 recommend. Just a heads-up it was super sweet tho [dock 1 point for that] Def gonna try some more flavours)

Now, twenty-two hours later, Y/n was in her gym uniform with the rest of her classmates. Her leg bounced up and down in a crazed frenzy, anxiety almost getting the better of her. 

To conserve her quirk's energy, she had 'uncovered' the large scar on her stomach, and the one on her lip, since it was the least noticeable. Sure enough, no one commented.

The h/c-ette twisted a long tendril of her hair 'round her index finger, wishing she knew what to do with it. She mumbled under her breath (a habit picked up from her bestie, Izuku) about how she wished she could just get a buzz cut and pull it off flawlessly.

"Hey, need help?" Kirishima approached Y/n with a goofy smile.

"You wouldn't happen to know someone able to braid hair without exploding things,  would you?"

Long story short, Y/n's long hair was shortly being braided by Jirou.

"Thanks, boo! I owe you one!" Y/n smiled at a blushing Jirou, bouncing around the room. The tension seemed to ease momentarily, but then Todorki (yes, To-DORK-i) ruined it again. Oof.

"Midoriya. It's obvious I'm stronger than you. I will beat you, especially if you are alligned with All Might." He stated, sideways glancing at our protagonist. Her reaction was as expected; murderous- at Todoroki's declaration of war.

"And Y/n. It doesn't take a genius to see that you have many connections in this school, for whatever reasons." Y/n's jaw dropped, and she struggled to regain her composure, making Todoroki bear a small smirk. 

"I'm going to beat you, too.  You're weak and laughable without your quirk. I know your weaknesses like the back of my own hand... You're an open book, it just takes someone smart to read you."

"Really no reason to be doing this-!" Someone shouted.

"There's no doubt I will beat you. Good day, classmates." Todoroki strode from the room, leaving Y/n shaking with unmistakable rage. Her quirk's visual aspects had appeared, making it seem as if the girl was crying evil itself. Her silver aura gleamed as bright as a beacon.

Something new was there, too. A tinge of red hovered at the beacon's edges.

"S-Sorry.. I-I need to go." She burst open the doors, running in the opposite direction of the scarred boy, whose methods of humiliation had caused this.

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"*sniff* He's right. I'm nothing without this wretched thing..." Y/n whispered to herself, leaning her head on the cool marble wall of the girl's washroom.

'Not true,' A voice in her head had replied. 'You didn't ask for this. You're stronger than him, been through more trauma. SURVIVED more trauma. You're a gem in a sea of coal, Diamond in the ruff.'