What happens when a female Otaku who happens to be obsessed with the L.O.V. and blood shed is transported into the world of Boku No Hero Academia (and right dab in the middle class 1-A's lesson), where she gains a new identity and most importantly a...
Having just finished drying your hair and changing you plop yourself onto you bed, feeling refreshed, before reach over for your phone to finish watching 'Given' so you can start on 'Blue Spring Ride.'
~~A Little While Later~~
"AHHHHHHHHH." Sniffling and wiping away your tears, you caught sight of a notification that you must have missed while bawling your eyes out at Mafuyu's song ( A/n: For real that song shook me to the core and I was literally paralyzed for 3 minutes even though I would bust out laughing every time Mafuyu started singing 'lalalala'.)
Clearing away the last of your overly used tears, you tap on the notification which opens to a web page decorated with confetti and the big words 'Congratulations Y/N, you are the lucky winner!" You swiped to see if there was more information but that was all that was displayed on the screen. "What am I a winner for? I don't enter contests cause those things are scams. Why is it giving so little information," you questioned aloud, confused as to what you won and when you signed up for something.
Just as you were about to give up and just go to sleep, you notice very tiny fine print. (And as I always say, anything in fine print is untrustable.) Not wanting to deal with this bullshit, you clicked off the web page. As you are plugging in your phone, another ping is heard indicating you have another notification. "Ok what is going on? I literally have zero friends so it can't be a text, the webtoons I am subscribed to don't update today so it can't be that, and I don't have post-notification on for YouTube," you asked no one in particular because there truly was no one else there.
Y/N's P.O.V
Groaning, I put in my passcode and clicked on the new notification, not really checking what it was out of frustration. It was a message, a message that read, 'Greetings L/N F/N, you are the lucky winner of a trip of a lifetime. All information and answers while be given upon arriving at your destination. Have a safe trip and enjoy your stay.'
I blinked.
"WHAT THE FUCK? THIS SHIT IS SO VAGUE. THEY COULD LITERALLY BE OFFERING ME A TRIP TO HELL. HOW STUPID DO THEY THINK I AM," I shout throwing my hands up and flopping back onto my bed totally disregarding the scam that was shown on my phone. Heaving a tired sigh, I succumb to sleep.
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What the actual fuck?
I woke up abruptly. I tried to move my hands but I was cocooned in a...scarf? I looked around to see Class 1-A in fighting stances and Aizawa had activated his quirk and I was in his capture weapon. 'Oh I must be dreaming. I've never had a lucid dream before.' I opened my mouth to speak but was caught off by someone screaming, "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND HOW DID YOU GET HERE?" I closed my mouth to contemplate on what to say but feel a sharp sting as something pierced through my lips. Choosing to ignore it like the dumb bitch that I am (and also because all Y/N's are dumb, I'm sorry but its an unspoken rule), I look to Aizawa sensei. "Uhm, can you let go of me please? I can't breathe." With a curious gaze, he asked, "What's your business here and what's your quirk? "
"Ayo don't get ahead of yourself my guy, I don't have a quirk."
"Then how did you get here?"
"You tell me honestly. But first where are your bathrooms located? I REALLY need to use it."
Third Person P.O.V
Nodding his head and claiming the girl not dangerous although still suspicious, he orders Momo to show her where the bathrooms are and to stay outside of them in case she tries something anything fishy. Momo who was slightly shaking while looking at Y/N, clenched her hand to her chest and nodded at Y/N to follow her with a smile that was clearly fake.
Finally making it to the restroom, Y/N walks in and stands in front of the mirror. Startled by her reflection, she automatically reaches up to touch her cheek. 'This isn't me,' she thought as she touched her deathly pale skin. She reaches her lips where she noticed a small puncture wound. Opening her mouth she finds the cause of the wound were her large canines that weren't visible before because she hadn't opened her mouth wide enough and she wasn't smiling. Looking up, she is met with ruby eyes that seem to be holding something sinister. The most striking feature however, were the waves of silver almost white hair that flowed down her back.
Snapping back to reality after hearing a familiar ping sound, she reaches into her pockets on instinct only to stop because she doesn't remember putting her phone in her sweater pocket, HECK the pocket couldn't even hold her phone. Eyes trailing down, she gets a view of what she is wearing (the picture in the intro cuz I am too lazy to describe it again.) Not having time to analyze what she is wearing, she once again reaches for her phone and takes it out of the pocket. Turning on the screen, she almost jumps out of her skin when a floating hologram of a girl pops up.
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"Ok ok please don't scream. My name is Olympia and I am your personal virtual assistant. I assume you know where you are." The image started talking. "This is just a dream, what do you mean where I am? This is U.A." The girl hissed beginning to question if this was actually a dream. "Oh did you not click the tiny writing on the webpage." Olympia asked clearly disappointed. "What tiny wri-, ohhh ugh I should have read the fine print." The girl said facepalming.
