Bnha one-shots!

Summer Changes

Main ship: None (maybe like, platonic bakudeku, but they don't date, so it doesn't really count)

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"Will our speaker please make their way to the stage!"

"PLEASE welcome to the stage...IZUMI MIDORIYA!"

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It was their second year at UA, and it was time for the sports festival. Before the summer break before their second year, Izumi always seemed...just a little uncomfortable, all the time. Her classmates noticed, but they didn't say anything, thinking it was just anxiety.

But after the break, she seemed a lot happier.

She messed with her hair a lot more, though, and her voice kept cracking a lot, and Aizawa-sensei seemed to keep an eye on her during training more, but her classmates just thought she had an interesting summer break.

Which s̶h̶e̶  he did.

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When the class walked out, everyone could see Izumi's eyes lit with nervous determination. They all just assumed that she was preparing herself for the speech she needs to give.

They were...mostly, correct.

sHe was going to blow everyone's socks off.

"WELCOME! TO THE SECOND YEAR'S SPORTS FESTIVAL!" Present Mic's loud voice was heard all throughout the stadium.

The crowd roared with cheer.

"Will our speaker please make their way towards the stage!" Snipe said into the mic.

"PLEASE welcome to the stage...IZUMI MIDORIYA!" Present Mic announced, drawing everyone into a cheer.

As Izumi walked up to the stage, only class 1A could see her subtly nod to Katsuki, who, to their surprise, nodded back with a smirk.

Taking a deep breath, Izumi started her speech.

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Standing in front of a mic, Izuku was about to do the hardest thing he's ever had to do.

He took a deep breath, before reaching up and dramatically pulling off his long wig, exposing his short curls to the world, drawing a gasp from everyone.

"My name is Izuku Midoriya, and I'm a boy!" Izuku announced with a smile.

Class 1A's eyes widened.

"Well, I've always been a boy, I've just never been able to show it. Physically, at least," Izuku said, staring out into the crowd.

He could hear people whispering.

"It's like when you have a piece of cake, and on the inside of it it's vanilla, but everyone keeps saying that it's chocolate, but you really really hate chocolate, so you try to tell everyone that it's vanilla, but they don't want it to be vanilla, they want it to be chocolate."

"They try to force you to believe that it's chocolate, but you still believe it's vanilla. So you try to find someone who also believes it vanilla, but no one does. You take a bite of it, to prove that it's vanilla, and it tastes like vanilla, but everyone tells you that your taste buds are wrong and that it's chocolate."

"And try and try and try as you might, no one believes that it's vanilla. You cut slices into the cake to show that it's vanilla but it doesn't work and they just think you colored it. That you're faking it. So, tired of the scorn and the hatred you get for saying it's vanilla, you tell them that it's chocolate. You tell them that it's chocolate and you hate yourself for it. You try to reassure in your mind that it's vanilla but with everyone telling you it's chocolate you second guess yourself."

"You tell yourself that it's vanilla but with everyone telling you that it's chocolate, you're inclined to believe them, no matter how much you hate it, no matter how much you hate yourself for it, no matter how much you hate them for it, they make you believe it's chocolate."

The crowd is silent, as Izuku tells his speech.

They wonder, 'why are they telling me it's chocolate when I know it's vanilla?'

"One day, you see someone who tells you that it's chocolate, and they take a bite of your cake, and they tell you it's vanilla. For so long, you've wanted someone to tell you it's vanilla. For years and years, when you were the only one to believe that it's vanilla, someone finally tells you that it is. It's vanilla. Everyone was wrong when they said it was chocolate."

As Izuku tells them, he stares at Katsuki, who stares back.

"They help you believe that your cake being vanilla is ok and that it's ok for you to hate the chocolate everyone thinks your cake is. They help you build up enough courage to tell everyone, that no, my cake isn't chocolate like you've all said, my cake is vanilla, like I want it to be."

Izuku knows he's overtime with his speech, but he doesn't care. He needs to share this.

"So I'm here today, to tell you that my cake isn't chocolate. I'm not a girl. My cake is vanilla. I'm a boy. My name is Izuku Midoriya, thank you for listening to my speech."

As Izuku steps away from the mic, and off the stage, everyone is silent.

Until they hear clapping. A single person clapping.

They turn, and it's Katsuki. Katsuki is clapping.

They realize that he was that person. He believed the cake was vanilla. He believed when Izuku said he was a boy.

He believed and told Izuku that everyone else was wrong.

Everyone else started clapping along with him. They were cheering on a boy. A boy who was trapped in the body of a girl, with everyone telling him that he was wrong when he said he wasn't.

They clapped and cheered for the boy who was still in the body of a girl, but no longer trapped by everyone else telling him that he was a girl.

He was a boy, who was now free to change his chocolate outside to his vanilla inside.

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I based this off a dream I had tbh.

I'm not transgender. (I'm gender-fluid but I don't want to say they're the same thing cuz they're not, they're just both on the gender identity spectrum). 

So I'm not transgender, and I don't know the dysphoria transgender people have to live through, I never will understand. And I don't wish to offend anyone with this one-shot I just had a dream about this and felt the need to write this.

If you're transgender (or anyone on the genderqueer spectrum) and this one-shot offends you, tell me, and I'll see what I can do to help you.