• 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 •

1. the eyes🌍

Your POV

BEEP BEEP BEEEP BEEEP BEEEEP BEEEEP!!!

That dreaded alarm tone rang in my ears. Without opening my eyes i haphazardly fumbled for my phone and silenced the chaos.

I gave out a yawn, and let myself adjust to my new found consciousness. I heard the clatter of pots down stairs, and the triumphant yelling of my little brother, I assumed he'd "won" a play fight with Haruku.

I tossed away the duvet, swung my legs round my bed, and stood up, stretching my arms and wings, untying my hair as a did so. I reached for my dressing gown and stumbled down the stairs like a zombie.

"Good morning Yuki! sleep well?", chirped, my ever so energetic, older brother Haruku, he wasn't very tall, his black hair flopped softly over his forehead, his green eyes kind and warming. Shortly after i was surprised by the sudden and jittery embrace of, my younger brother, Natzuo, he was a small little boy, he has light brown hair, messy as he was just playing with Haru, his purple eyes looked up at me and i felt tear drops brim my eye.

"I slept o-okay last night.. I guess", I mumbled softly, ushering Zuo do continue playing , "better then usual"
"No night terrors?" came the distant, loving voice of my father from the kitchen,
"Surprisingly not , considering what today has in store for me" I scoffed, picking up my plate of burnt toast, and ascending up to the dark abyss that would be my bedroom.

I scanned my eyes over my room, all the packed boxes, full of books, clothes, and most importantly plushies. I had packed everything I needed, and more , in an effort to hide my ever growing feeling that I've forgot something, something important, something I couldn't quite get my finger on....

My bedroom door swung open, breaking my wondering gaze, and startling me slightly. Dad looked at me with sympathetic eyes, and perched on my un-made bed, and put his palm on my knee;
"I know this is going to be hard for you, and I don't expect you to be happy about this either , going from being homeschooled for 5 years to going to dorms is a big change, and nobody's expecting you to be able to transfer seamlessly the same day poppet," i could here the sincerity in his voice.

I really did want to make him proud ...

"However you've got to realise, this is such a great opportunity, not even your brother got excepted into UA, and he had so much potential-" he stopped with a sigh of dissatisfaction.

We all knew I wasn't the one that was supposed to go to this school, especially not the one to get into class 1-A hero course. The only reason I was even looked at after the entrance exams is due to the fact that my dad is the head of the police department.

I turned to my dad and gave him a reassuring smile, before starting to get ready.

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After arriving at UA, I was shown around by a few 3rd years, before being taken to see the principle and my class teacher.

My hands were damp and warm, my chest tight and most of my body tense, as I weakly sipped water from a mug in Principle Nezu's office. He was a small creature , white and plump, with a scar over his right eye. He jumped down from his desk and took my hand , his soft fur almost comforting,
"i understand you're not used to social situations my dear", his voice was soft and caring, "however I assure you your classmates will help you feel welcome in no time, we shall go and get you introduced".

The dorm room building was huge, with big red lettering "Class 1-A" on the front of it. Upon entry to the building i was swarmed from every angle by students, all shouting over eachother to try and introduce themselves. All I could think was how do I make it stop, it all seemed to much, the new building , the people, the shouting , the names, I snapped.
"p-please can i just go to my room for now please?" I said to Mr Aizawa, shaking and on the verge of tears.
"sure , it's just down the hall on your left, here are your bags, i'll see you tomorrow for class." he left, seemingly in a hurry.

All the students had backed off, agreed to introduce themselves in a calm manor, when I was ready. I appreciated that, as much as i probably didn't seem appreciative.

I trailed down the hall way, and without concentrating properly I pushed on a door, assuming it was the right one, it swung open and I feel to the floor. While trying to stand I realised this room was already decorated, and as I stood, I created direct eye contact with two crimson pools of, as much as i could tell, infuriating rage....

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A/n - first chapter over and done with, can't tell if i'm happy with it or not , felt like i was kinda droning on, however the first chapters always are , thankyou for reading :)