In a world where 80% of our population has powers called "Quirks" that range from thousands of abilities like super strength, fire manipulation, cryogenic generation, super speed and so many more, some chose to use their gifts for good who are called pro heroes or just heroes and some used their gifts for evil to hurt and rob people those individuals are called villains. There was a school made in Japan named UA to train and teach students how to use there quirks to save people and become heroes which has become the top school on the planet and many wish to attend and one of those is a guy named Jackson who dreamed to enroll in the UA to become a hero but little did he know that the goal would bring him another thing he's always wanted, true love and happiness with a girl.

For any man life is unfair in their world they could never be born with a quirk only given one and the only people that are given quirks are women, the women see men as useless waste of space but some actually do good for themselves like Y/n. I own nothing as usual.

What happens when rich meets poor? Why, disaster, of course.

People are born with quirks some have good ones some have shit ones and others don't have any. Y/n is one person with a good one but he doesn't really like it because it reminds him of his villainous father Koragg. I own fuck all.

You are a girl who is still in college. You are a cheerful, kind and friendly girl. But behind that, you are also very skilled in self -defense and even using weapons, you are also reliable. You live with your adoptive family because your original family was killed by your adoptive family but you don't know about it. Your adoptive family hates you very much, in fact they have tortured you and consider you an unlucky person in their family. You also have an adopted sister who really hates you. He never considered you his stepbrother. She considers you a maid only. Even so, no one knows that you often cry and suffer from depression. You have 4 best friends. They know everything about you, including your adoptive family. They are the ones who helped you all this time. You are also often bullied at school by your sister and her friends. Even so, you still try to smile and pretend to be strong in front of others. You were also forced to work in a restaurant by your adoptive family. They don't care about you unless every month you get a salary, they are the ones who take the money even you can just keep quiet because otherwise you will be beaten by them. Even so, you are still a beautiful and kind woman. But one day, the destiny of your life changes.

"You're so useless!" "Why are you even alive" "Shut up you weakling!" "You might as well live on the streets you ungrateful bitch!" "You don't belong to this family. Go somewhere else you useless scum" "Face it y/n we can't be hero's no matter how hard you try." "How do you intend to be a hero with such a weak quirk?" "With a useless quirk like that, don't you want more?" * It's been 8 years since I got a better quirk. It doesn't matter anymore. Its been 8 years since I noticed that heroes and villains don't exist in this world. It's all based on quirks. It's been 8 years since I realized that this society is fucked up. Your either useless or powerful.

If you're not bringing me wealth or happiness, don't say shit to me. Straight like that .

"What to do while I wait for people" "Why wait at all? Maybe you should just close the store down and give up on this place" "Or a nicer thing to do is count how many books or maybe see how many pages you can read in ten minutes"

In a world full of unique, powerful quirks, you were born with one that wasn't all the interesting. Sure, weird and wacky quirks appeared all the time and eventually, with a lot of hard work, can be harnessed into something greater. Great enough to carry the title of hero! But with a quirk like yours, everyone thought it was best you got in the family business instead. Your fate was sealed the second they saw you painting without a brush. You were told you were supposed to move to the States. Go to school and eventually start working at that fancy studio your uncle owned with a close friend of his. Your future was set and written as far as you knew. So why did you want to become a hero? What changed your mind? What made you stay? To try and become something you clearly weren't. Well, scary old drawings aren't that threatning until they start to move. And when they started to talk. Boy, were they convincing. I do not own My Hero Academia, Bendy and the Ink Machine, or any of the photos and videos used here. This is a fanfic.

"You liked him this whole time?" "Not... not the whole time..." • Your kinda basic college love story :) -Fluff -Angst? (just a little, idk if it's necessary to inform) -Cliche, but i guess it gets better towards the end