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

Twenty-Seven; First fight

The forest. 

'My safe haven. A place of loneliness. A place where cowards like me cry their pathetic tears because of their pitiful, useless lives. '

'It's all the same thing,' The girl with wings thinks, soaring low in the sky on her new-found appendages. The treetops were close enough that the pines grazed her arms and legs, leaving scrapes and scratches in their wake.

It felt like hell, the way people treated her. It really did, more than any physical pain she'd ever been in.

The h/c-ette sat in the hidden meadow she'd found all those years ago. She did until a horn sounded, scaring several perched birds into the open air.

"I should really get back," She told no one in particular, stretching her arms and taking flight.

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Earlier;

A large man stomped through the hallways of UA. He stood tall and stiff, an uncaring expression molded to his undesirable mug. Of course, one would think he cared deep down, but one would be terribly wrong, as we know this man's reputation. I am undoubtedly speaking of the no.2 hero himself, Endeavour. 

He carried fuming hatred for his teenaged son. He barked at the madness of it all, how that long-haired, scatterbrained girl had beat his Shouto. Twice. 'No matter, though' He thought with a grimace, 'Shouto would be punished for his mistakes.'

The faint sounds of sobbing reached Endeavour's ears. His expression hardened more, if possible, and he shook his head ('The babies who made it here by chance!' He tsked). A small ball of h/c hair barreled towards him. He recognized her as the girl who's quirk was extraordinary, and the girl who had triumphed over his 'perfect child'. Endeavour felt amazement and disgust at the same time, allowing the girl to crash into his forearm. She squeaked a sorrowful 'Sorry' and continued chasing her way down the corridor. 

The redheaded man spat into the nearest trash bin, lip curling. 'How despicable!' He raged internally. 'That girl has everything! A worthy quirk, an admirable legacy, personality, from what I've heard (such a racket, listening to them prattle on about her potential), and an attractive face! It's impossible for anyone to posses all four. Not including myself,'

"Y/n! Get out here." Shouto Todoroki yelled. Endeavour's ears perked slightly at his son's voice. Was he going after the girl? Opportunity flared as bright as fire.

Get the girl.

Arrange their marriage.

Train their children.

Surpass All Might indefinitely.

'I'm a genius!' Enji Todoroki smirks, continuing on his way.

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"Thank you all for the wait!" Nemuri Kayama shrieks into her mic. "Here are our Round Robin fights! Take a look, and get ready to go beyond Plus Ultra in that arena~"

Y/n barely bothers to look at the board, and when she does, she's surprised. The first round is Izuku versus Hitoshi.

Two people by the names of Ojirou Mashirao and Shoda Nirengeki drop out of the tournament. They were brainwashed by Shinsou, and were humble like that so...

"Yama-Chan!" A boy with forest-green hair stumbles to the back of the crowd.

"Hey, Ku." Y/n sighs, a sad smile gracing her mouth. She reaches up to touch the boy's floofy hair, relishing the silkiness of it. Izuku frowns, embracing the smaller girl in an awkward hug. A gurgle reaches the green-ette's ears.

"Oh, Y/n..." He whispers into her hair. "Let's go find some food for you, baka." Y/n wraps both of her arms around Izuku's neck as he lifts her up. She wraps her legs around his torso, pressing her head into his chest like he'd disappear at any moment. 

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"Fank oo Isssookoo!" Y/n's attitude had upturned at the sight of food. Lunch Rush had prepared her favorite meal when he didn't see her in the cafeteria crowd.

"Don't thank me, Yama-Chan. So, what were you doing the whole lunch break, hmm?" The boy leaned on his elbow, an intrigued expression on his face. Y/n shoveled more f/f into her maw, shooting Izuku a knowing look. 'I don't wanna talk about it here,' It read.

"Oh, Alright. Well, my match is first, So I best be getting to the arena. Wish me luck, Yama-Chan!"

Y/n swallowed, a 'good luck' tumbling out of her mouth. She hugged him a final time.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do- Scratch that, Don't do anything I would do," Y/n laughed. She pulled him down to eye level.

"Do not answer Shinsou, got me?" She whispered.

"Not really, but Okay..." Izuku panicked.

"Seeya!" Y/n waved half-heartedly, picking up her (utensil) to finish eating. "Stay safe!"

"You too," The green-ette mumbled, already mumbling about a new strategy.

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"Shinsou versus Midoriya; Commence!"