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"The world around her swam with mottled light. How long had she been fighting?" So...in sixth grade we took this computer-skills class. Our final test was to write a short story in Microsoft Word. My story ended up fleshing out into the trilogy I am working on and planning to publish at somepoint in my life, but I realized how incredible my writing skill has improved between just the two or three years. So, I decided to re-write the original sequence of a short story, same plot and characters, just with current skill. Comments and feedback are appreciated, please enjoy!

Here it is, taken from my Rolivia One Shot book. This was requested

All of my Bandersnatch one shots that I have written on my Tumblr account! Since I mostly write on there now, I thought I might as well post them all in one book here. All of these one shots are mine! Ones that I have written! || Rating is mature because of language, mild gore and violence ||

If it wouldn't be for my undercover identity I would have given it all up. nothing ever changed and I am about to lose it. it is hard keeping up the act and dumbly smiling at everyone. I am not who I claim to be and now it is finally time to give it all up! Let's play a game of civil war in which no hero in training survives! After all I don't need to play a good boy anymore! A villain by heart and the number 2 most deadliest and wanted villain that was my true identity after all. now let's drop the act and get down to business! A class doesn't kill itself from alone! A/N: This is a mha fanstory and I have no idea where this is gonna go ... hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own mha, rights to the owner.

im tryinG moderN TIMES IN COLLEGE SO ORIGINAL first story IT WILL BE CRAP BUT CONTINUE

I was sick, and bored. Then, this came from it. Enjoy!

So, I'm Izuku Midoriya. Quirkless, sleep deprived, and-oh yeah-the mastermind behind a website that tells pro heroes how to do their jobs better. Shocking, I know. But here's the kicker: they think I'm some mysterious adult genius. Spoiler alert-I'm 16, living off vending machine snacks, and dodging explosions from my childhood frenemy, Bakugo (we're fine; he only yells at me 90% of the time). My best friends? A caffeine-fueled inventor who thinks glitter is a legitimate weapon and a sleep-deprived insomniac who communicates almost exclusively in sarcasm. My life goal? To analyze and invent anything relating to quirks... Fun! Oh, and somehow, the UA teachers have unofficially adopted me. I guess being their weird problem child comes with free snacks, unsolicited advice, and the occasional "are you sleeping enough?" lectures. What's my secret to success? Sleep deprivation, stubbornness, and the sheer audacity to look All Might in the eye and say, "Maybe punch a little less next time." -- 100% Crackfic