The Sukeban; that's her name at school and in her city. With her skirt reaching her ankles, her shirt cropped to show off her abs, and the white cape attached to her shoulders, she was already named a delinquent, but her choppy mess of hair, turned white because of her training, as well as her annual routine of burning it all off, had been the icing on the cake. Not that she cared.
It was all the same routine even after three years of training to become a hero. Get up; eat breakfast; go to school to face judgement, or simply skip class; fight monsters; go find killer sales; go home; sleep; repeat.
16 year old Saitama had always wanted to be a hero, and now that she is... there's nothing to do with her life. Boredom is her worst enemy and she's floating listlessly as she tries to figure out why she feels so... empty.
She doesn't feel joy; nor anger; nor sadness; nor fear. There is no one as strong as her and school is just a hellhole of judgement and hormones.
Why can't there be someone out there strong enough for her to feel again? And why the hell is this cyborg, three years older than her, wanting to be her disciple?!
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Or, Saitama's a teenager, and a girl, and this changes everything.
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"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
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Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.