𝓑𝓝𝓗𝓐 ||| 𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵'𝓼 𝓭𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓮𝓻 ||| 1-𝓐 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝖋𝖔𝖚𝖗....

turns out I'm not very good at ✨ committing ✨ and took like a month off, sorry for that 🤪 but I am back and I'm gonna try and make this a super long chapter for yall...

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"i fucking did it," y/n shouted, running down the hall, sliding down the stairs and into the kitchen.

aizawa rolled his eyes as the short girl jumped up and down. y/n got really close to his face, bright green eyes glowing with joy,

"i fucking got into UA," she said, "and, i didn't even fluke the theory exam."

"54% isn't something to be proud of," shota stated, "but you did fantastic in your practical exam, and I don't give out compliments out lightly."

y/n was practically glowing the entire day, of course she wouldn't admit it but she was extremely glad she got in, she had had barely any preliminary schooling, and the only thing she was good at was fighting (thanks to her bio-dad), so she was astounded she even got 54% on that exam.

time skip.... WooOowOoowo.....

y/n ended up spending the last day of the break shopping and running errands with Midnight, like getting stationary for school and making sure the uniform fit her correctly, which of course, didn't.

"fuck, this is too short," she yelled at Midnight, who was there helping her get her uniform in the uniform shop, at her town mall. 

"honey let me see,"

y/n stepped out of the dressing room and into the area of the store where she could show Midnight, out of the corner of her eyes she spied some spiky blond hair. 'what the fuck, is he just stalking me or something'. y/n had had a few encounters with the boy who calls himself Bakugo and all of them had ended with them flirting with each other, and as much as y/n had enjoyed their little chats, she had bigger thing to worry about. for one, her skirt was getting dangerously close to flashing the entire store. 

"honestly honey, its not that bad," Midnight started, "back in my heyday, i had a very comprisable hero costume, like, my titties used to fall out all the time, so in retrospect, this aint that bad."

"yes, yes, you've told me all about your titties adventures, are you sure they don't have another size-,"

a shop worker butted into the conversation "sorry sweetie, we just ran out of larges, medium is all that we have at the moment." the women gave a look of aspiration as she heard another mother and son walk into the store, "ill be over with them if you guys need me." pointing to the family.

all of a sudden y/n felt hot breath behind her ear and used her quirk to look behind her, Bakugo Katsuki, she sweatdroped,  'not now, please not now, Midnight will never let this slide, she'll tell aizawa, she'll tell aizawa! what if i just ignore him, that might work,'

"no it won't, just tell him you don't have time for his bullshit and get on with figuring out this modesty problem," helper commented 

y/n took helpers advice and swivelled around, nose to nose with the blasty blond...

"fuck..."

"silver, i thought you would be happy to see me, i mean, you do get red whenever i get up in your face..." he  said.

"that's because unlike you, i actually enjoy my personal space, and right now you have absolutely no regard for mine." y/n came back, her eyes glowing yellow, she was annoyed. but it wasn't like he would notice something as small as a change in her eye colour, right.

"well, if you insist," the blond took a step backwards and turned to walk away. and she let him leave, but not before he said this "see you in UA shorty," looking right at her exposed thighs.