This World We Share (BNHA x Reader)

Part 8

Emerging from my room the next day, I promptly have a heart attack upon noticing the sleeping figure on my lounge room couch.

I stop myself from screaming just in time; remembering the events of the past two days.

Right. I now have four housemates, who happen to be anime characters that got transferred to my own world when hit by a Villain's Quirk. Yes, that's right.

Taking my hand from my mouth and quietly walking around Kirishima's sleeping form, I grab a cup of water from my kitchen and return to my bed.

Sitting on the still unmade blankets, I go over what ideas I've got for today so far.

I'd wait for all of them to wake up and eat, then walk them into town. I'll see if I can find some clothes for them that actually fit, then I can show them around town a little and explain how stuff works in this world.

I could fit in another activity like a nature walk or something, and try not to die from how handsome they all are along the way.

Great, sounds like a plan!

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After managing to get everyone out of the house, our trek through the forest went as smoothly as I thought it would.

Meaning it was what would have happened if you mixed up a roller coaster, the Armageddon, and some explosive firework displays.

First it was okay:

Kirishima and Midoriya chatted happily to each other about All Might while Todoroki stayed aloof, and Bakugou walked ahead of everyone else.

He didn't even know where the hell we were going! But that didn't stop him from strutting around like he owned the place.

Honestly, if his nose was any higher in the air it'd be in orbit.

But then Bakugou did a Bakugou and...Well yeah, I'd rather not dwell on it.

We managed to make it all the way to the clothes shops with little to no difficulties, not drawing attention to ourselves and not standing out too much.

I showed them all to the men's section and told them to pick three outfits each, including some stuff they might be happy to go swimming in, and two pairs of shoes each.

They all wandered off, pursuing the things that they were interested in. I stood to the side, just watching and making sure none of them got lost or ran into trouble.

Turns out I had nothing to be worried about, seeing as the trouble came to me rather than them.

"Oh hello there, Y/N. Say, what is someone so ruined doing in the expensive parts of town?" Came a sickly sweet tone.

Dread knots in my stomach as the sound of Lily Jones's voice reaches my ears. My childhood tormentor, a typical pretty girl, and a part of a famous family, Lily was the perfect picture of everything I hate about our society.

AKA, a rich bitch. And just to think, we were friends in reception...Ew...

But of course Lily never went anywhere without her 'bestie' Emily, a fellow cheerleader. Not too far behind the two were Scott Willson along with some of his own followers.

This was the typical gang, two girls to hack down my confidence with worded weapons, and a bunch of jocks to beat my body up.

And it's not like I could fight back either; they were all too high up for me to touch. Lily's parents were rich and well-known, and could easily land me in court for taking fists to their oh-so-precious daughter.