Fractured

Found

So like, I'm going to put my own ocs in this story, so I'm sorry if you don't like that.

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-Lark's pov-

UA High school, the most popular hero school in the world. It was easy to get in, it's not as hard as they lead people to believe. It also helped that I got in mostly because of my teachers recomendations.

My quirk also made it easy, a mixture of different quirks as one quirk. I can sprout wings out of my back (lark wings, of course), make any type of weapon for a short amount of time, teleport, and make shields. Many people think I'm overpowered, but I'm not. I can only make the weapon for 10 seconds, teleport only a mile away, and my shields can only take so much force.

Other people's expectations for me are tiring.

I feel something hit against my back, and I fall, hitting my face against the pavement in front of UA. "The heck?"

"Ah! S-sorry! I was rushing, I should've been watching where I was going! I-I'm sorry!" A girl says, startled more than me at the impact.

I stand up, and reach out my hand to help her get up as well. "It's alright, it was just an accident. What's your name?" I ask her, understanding her nervousness. "I-I'm Krista. It's nice to meet you," she says, taking my offered hand. "I'm lark," I introduce myself. "H-hi," she says back.

"Hey! You two good? I saw y'all fall," I hear someone call to us. I turn to the voice, and am met with another new student.

I simply nod and continue walking, not wanting to be late to class on the first day.

"Wait up! Which class are you in?" He asks me. I sigh and turn around. "1-A. I don't want to be late." I say, annoyed at the guy. "What a coincidence! I'm also in that class!" He exclaims. "S-so am I-I-I," the timid girl pipes up.

I groan, wishing someone would kill me right then and there.

"Wait, isn't 1-A the class that one villain awhile ago went to? The same class as the hero Shoto." The guy says. I look at him, not expecting someone who is so obviosly a stupid jock and Texan to know about that story. "Y-you mean that guy who everyone forgot about? A-at least until they saw d-documents of him." Krista says, her eyes sparkling, clearly excited about this topic. They're both insane.

"Yeah! No one knows what he looks like. I really wish I could meet him, I've never talked to or seen someone insane before!" He says, way too energetic for so early in the morning. Have you looked in the mirror? How did they even get in the hero course?

"What are your quirks?" I ask/demand, catching them off guard.

"Ah! Of course you would want to know that! I can create balls out of air, and they can go through any material! I can decide their temperature and size. I've been trying to make it possible for me to make multiple, but it takes A lot of consentration," He explains," either way, it was really useful against the robots." Robots?

"What robots?" I ask, looking at him with a confused expression. Him and the girl look at me with odd expressions. "You did take the entrance exam, right?" The guy asks slowly, confused about how I was here. "I got in with recommendations." I answer back.

Both of their jaws drop, surprised at this new information.

"Holy crap . . . you must be really powerful," the guy says, wonder and shock obvious in his voice.

I make a sound between a sigh and a groan, and continue on my walk to class. They start to follow me, and I sigh again. "Krista, it is krista right? Anyway," I look behind me at krista, still walking,"you haven't told me your quirk yet."