begging for a change ((bnha x male reader))

the past #1~~ fancy indeed.

🚨WARNING: this chapter and a few chapters forward will just be about you, the reader's past!!🚨

Y/n pov

We finally made it to our destination which looked like a lab of some sort.

"WHAT ARE WE, SOME TYPE OF FUCKING LAB RATS!?" Anger management shouted through the crowd.

"Well yea if you put it like that." Caterpillar smirked.

Bakahoe grunted as we were all lead into the building.

Slight time skip~

"Okay class this is the observation room. You can see everything that goes on up down there from up here, we will call you down one by one." Dadwaza announced before leaving.

Time skip~

"Damn liars their looking into our fucking memories." I grumbled with a sour face, watching some random folks take a headset off of a dull looking Kirishima head. From what I heard from the others it's basically like reliving your past all of again, you can feel everything you felt back then physically and mentally. Everyone is diffenatly going to know about my stupid disorder and other personal details.

Dadwaza soon came up to the room. "Y/n you're up."

I gave him a dumbfounded look. "Um what now?" I asked blinking rapidly.

"Coming I don't have all day." He growled walking down the stairs as I hesitantly followed behind.

"Okay just sit here." A man in a mask said pointing to the chair.

I took a deep breath and sat down.

3rd POV

Everyone watched attentively at the screen, Curious of what made this boy become who he is today.

Soon the screen turned on to the person's age in the memory

𝚊𝚐𝚎: 7 𝚢𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍

girl with shoulder length hair throwing a dress across a room.

"Why do I always have to wear girly clothes, why can't I just be normal!" She screamed only to be slapped so hard all of class 1-A was   sure her neck was ought to break.

"Now listen here Y/n! You're under our roof, you abide by our rules and you are going to wear that dress hurry up get ready the visitors will arrive soo!" A woman who was assumed to be his mother stormed out of the room, slamming the door.

Everyone stared at the screen in disbelief. Younger y/n looked so........feminine.

Y/n then fell to his knees and let tears slide down his cheeks. His eyes then widened.

"Da-Damit." He grumbled and walked over to a dresser table that had a mirror and some make up supplies?

He then fixed up his eyeliner, eyeshadow and put a little more foundation on his face.

"Damn I could barely even fix my eyeliner like that." Mina whispered to Momo who nodded in response.

Y/n got up from where he sat, put his dress on and went down stairs.