Bunny Love (Usagiyama Rumi/Mirko x Fem Reader)

~ First Impression ~

A/N: im so excited to write this ok lets get it- just to clarify, shes not a pro hero in the chapter shes just like a normal high school student

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Narrator POV

You're at the local cafe, getting cozy in a corner with your computer. Another long day of studying. Already taking college medical courses in high school wasn't an easy task, but you were down for the challenge. Your quirk was your biggest supporter after all.

"Order for L/N!"

You finish writing your sentence, then get up to take your coffee. In a bit of a rush, you don't take into account your surroundings. You bump into something. No, someone. And just your luck, they spill their drink on themselves.

"What the hel-" this mysterious girl almost curses at you. Once stopping after seeing your embarrassed expression.

"I'm so sorry, I should've been watching where I was going, it's my fault..." You keep rambling on and on whilst you grab napkins and dab away at the drink.

"Relax, it's not that big a deal," she says, shooing you off. Immediately taking the hint, you back away. Without warning, the girl takes her shirt off, revealing a sports bra. You hadn't looked at her face until now, since you were avoiding eye contact out of embarrassment but you had to look somewhere else instead of her torso.

Completely shocked at her beauty, you gasp. Collecting yourself, you grab your drink and rush back to your seat. Rummaging through your bag, you quickly grab your wallet and hand the girl some money.

She's at the counter getting her drink remade.

"Again, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Stop apologizing, I told you it's not a big deal. Also, keep your money."

"Have a nice day, uh..."

"It's Usagiyama. Usagiyama Rumi."

"Have a nice day, Usagiyama."

You walk back to your seat but could feel her gaze on you. The entire encounter, you were completely flustered and surprised you could manage to say anything. After questioning that sexuality of yours for so long, at least you know you like girls now.

You decide it's best to put the past behind you and continue with your studies.

Your POV

My mind was racing with all these notes, but that's just how my quirk works. If I can somehow connect the dots to this procedure, everything will make sense...

The chair across me was dragged across the floor. I hadn't realized someone was even walking in my direction. I look up and to my surprise, it's Usagiyama.

"H-hello," I watch as she sits down.

"Hey, what's your name? It was rude of you not to introduce yourself, y'know?" she asked.

I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not. Usually, it doesn't take much to read people but I had to take a moment and take in what was happening.

She was slouching backward in the chair with one arm hanging over the top rail and the other holding her cup. Of course, she had to take a sip after asking for my name to add to the effect.

"Sorry, my name is L/N F/N. I was shocked by meeting you so I..."

Usagiyama laughed at me. What a pretty smile...

"I'm just joking. It's not like I took offense to it or anything. L/N is an interesting name, you're a foreigner, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I'm not from here. Although, I have spent well over half my life in Japan. By the way, just call me Y/N. I don't really like being called by my last name..."

"Okay, princess Y/N."

Over the next few minutes, Usagiyama and I had become friends. She was actually hilarious, and we got along well. When she had to leave, I offered my number in case she ever needed a favor. I still felt bad about the whole shirt incident. Now that I was alone, back to studying...

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A/N: and that kids...is how i met your mother. call me obsessed but I'm starting the next chapter