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𝒮 𝒪 𝑀 𝐸 𝒯 𝐻 𝐼 𝒩 𝒢   𝐻 𝒪 𝒩 𝐸 𝒮 𝒯

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Quirk: StarBeam
You can produce balls of gas (stars) in your hands and release the energy the star produces towards projectiles. (Laser-esque)
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((Y/N), you just transferred a week or two late, so don't worry, you didn't miss too much.))

I stepped into the classroom, on the principal's accord, of course. My eyes swam around the room, memorizing every face I saw as my mind attempted to match a face.

"This is your new classmate, (Y/N) (L/N," Nezu announced, his cat-like tail swishing back and forth. "She will be joining you for both her first and final year here at UA."

A hand shot up from the back of the class, peaking my interest. My eyes widened at who the hand belonged to, and I felt my face heat up.

"Mirio Togata!" Nezu points to the blonde, who's smile widened ever so slightly.

"If she's transferring, she might not be on track with everything we're learning. Wouldn't that require her to have a tutor?" He curiously tilts his head, earning a glance from Nejire Hado, I think, and a surprised one from Tamaki... Amajiki?

Oh hey. I got it.

"Normally, this would be correct, Mr. Togata, but Ms. (L/N) actually attended a prestigious school when she attended in Europe!" He explains happily.

I felt my heart thump away nervously in my chest as I stood there, the hem of my shirt suddenly becoming increasingly more interesting with every second that ticked by.

"Which high school did she arrive from?" A new voice piped up, her hand raised high as her smile lit up a room.

"Mrs. Hado! Yes, with Ms. (L/N)'s permission...?" Nezu turns to me, eyes bright, his smile never faltering. I nodded, allowing them permission to disclose my previous high school;

Not like it mattered.

"Ms. (L/N) previously attended Notre-Dame Private High School in Paris," Nezu explains, much to the surprise of the students. "She was actually a recommended transfer by not only her teachers But her principal. She was top in her classes for both her first and second years."

I flinched at how many of my past accomplishments he listed off, my fingers twisting the fabric of my shirt in between each other as he continued.

"She was also counted as the most powerful in her school." At those words, the tension in the room rose.

To everyone's surprise, a quivering hand raised in the air. "T-then what's her Q-Quirk...?" The voice belonging to none other than the purple-haired elf himself.

Nezu looked at me once again, and I nodded, straightening up as I began to speak. "M-my Quirk is called StarBeam," I said, my voice shaking slightly. "I c-can basically summon and-star, steal its
e-energy and turn it into any shape I want, or I can distribute it and turn it into something along the lines of a laser..." I explained, continuing to fold the hem of my shirt between my fingers.

"Can you give us an example?" Mirio speaks up, piercing blue eyes bore into mine.

The class arose in a chorus of agreements, nods being passed around the classroom.

This time, I turned to Nezu, and he nodded, allowing me to activate my Quirk.

I cupped my hands in front of me, lifting then up to now show off the bright glowing orb that burned on my palms.

There were a couple of audible gasps and ooh's and ahh's, but the thing I noticed most was that Nejire and Mirio were on the edge of their seats, and a curious look plastered on Tamaki's shy face.

I split the glowing ball of gas in half, allowing one half to flicker to the size of an ember, the other still glowing brightly. I snapped my fingers, my eyes zipping shut as a tiny light, smaller than a needle, shot from the top of the star, shooting through the floor and burning straight to the roof.

I opened my eyes, snapping my fingers again and the star flickered out, the warmth on my hand hesitating but finally flickering away as both my arms fell to my sides. "I can create a larger w-width if I absorb more energy from the star, though that causes it to die more rapidly." My voice faded to a murmur as my eyes fell to the hem of my shirt once again.

There was a silence, before someone spoke up, causing my heart to pound in my ears, my face heating up.

"That's a cool Quirk!"

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I had been quickly accepted into my new class, praise being passed around for the first few days, not only from my classmates but from younger students and teachers.

Of course, it made me blush, but whenever it came from the mouth of my pier, Mirio, I began to feel light-headed and nervous, my palms beginning to sweat and my insides turning to butterflies.

In fact, I and the members of The Big Three became quick friends, Nejire being the first to talk to me.

It all seems like history now, even though it was only about a month ago.

Nejire kept nagging you about your little thing for Mirio, something she found out about because of your tendency to mutter.

"Hey, (Y/N)!" Mirio called from his usual table while Nejire waved her arms around frantically, her usual smile plastered to her face.

"Good afternoon!" I called, setting my tray of food down as they began talking again. It wasn't long before my mind began to wander again, chopsticks poking at the rice and sushi in front of you.

You felt a nudge on your shoulder, eyes flicking over to in front of you, Tamaki's eyes locking onto yours. "You zoned out." He murmured, eyes never leaving you.

"S-sorry. Did I miss something?" I tilted my head towards the two other Big Three members, who shook their heads.

"Nope! Just talking about random stuff..." Nejire giggled darkly. "Like crushes..."

I felt my face heat up, my hands flying to cover my now cherry red cheeks. I felt my heart begin to thump in my chest, butterflies beginning to spawn in my stomach as Mirio looked at me, his blue eyes piercing mine.

"Can we talk?"

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"Y-Yes?" I questioned, tugging at the hem of my shirt, a well-known habit on my end, inherited from the first day at U.A.

"Nejire told me." He said, his hands in his pockets nonchalantly as he stared down at you.

"Told y-you what?! I d-don't know wh--" Mirio cut you off, a huge grin on his muscular face, his golden hair almost sparkling from the sunlight that managed through the nearby windows.

"She told me about your crush!" I immediately felt my face flush, but he continued on, unaware of my current situation, my heart beating so fast I dared to assume it would stop completely. "She told me about how you don't know how to confess. Said she thought I could help!" He held a thumbs up, winking. The wink didn't help with my situation but knowing Nejire didn't betray me put my heart at mild ease.

"O-Oh. Yeah..." I nodded animatedly, my hair flicking from the sudden movements. "I-- Yeah. I don't know how to confess to him..." I trailed off, but before he could speak, I opened my mouth again, a small smile panging my lips. "How would you want to be confessed to?" I tilted my head, hoping for an answer without being questioned by the blonde male.

"Me? Well..." He took a second to consider, hand moving to rub his perfect jawline, and within a second, I caught myself staring at his person. "I would want something from the heart. Something truthful and full of admiration and love." He paused. "Something honest," he concluded the word, snapping his fingers and showing his best smile.

"O-Oh!" I squeaked, my blush building up, both adrenaline and confidence. "T-Then here goes nothing..."

He looked at you, confused before you grabbed his hands and stared at him, your face flushed a bright cherry red. "Mirio Toogata, I like yo--. No. I love you." my voice diminished into just more than a whisper, all my love, and admiration.. and confidence.. sewn into the few simple words I managed to sputter out. I squeezed my eyes shut feeling all the color and heat from my body flee to my now overheating face.

"Y-you love me?" He sputtered, his face now dusted in pink, eyes glued to your face in disbelief, expecting you to open them, laughing, mockery in your (E/C) orbs. I managed a nod, almost certain he could feel my heartbeat, as it felt like I was going into cardiac arrest.

"Y-Yes... I L-Love you." My heart pounded in my ears, but without warning, Mirio's soft lips connected with mine, his hands sliding out of the hold of mine, cupping my cheeks as our lips fit perfectly together. I wrapped my arms around his neck as our kiss became more passionate.

When we finally pulled away for a breath, I noticed his face had changed to a deep red, his piercing blue eyes locked onto mine as our foreheads touched, nuzzling into the warmth he radiated.

"Now that.." He chuckled, hot breath sending chills down your spine. "Was Something Honest."

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(Heartbreak Ending)

"Y-Yes?" I questioned, tugging at the hem of my shirt, a well known habit on my end, inherited from the first day at U.A.

"Nejire told me." He said, his hands in his pockets nonchalantly as he stared down at you.

"Told y-you what?! I d-don't know wh--" Mirio cut you off, a huge grin on his muscular face, his golden hair almost sparkling from the sunlight that managed through the nearby windows.

"Nejire told me you were good at giving advise!" He grinned, a small blush on his face. I felt my heart sink, all the colour draining from my face.

"O-o-Oh yeah? W-Whos the lucky person?" I smiled, feeling sadness come up from behind and stab me through the chest, Tears trying to prick out of my eyes.

He scratches the back of his neck sheepishly, a full on blush spreading across his face. "T-Tamaki." He sputtered. I felt everything shatter all at once, the broken pieces cutting into my vital organs, stopping all legitimate living processes.

"O-Oh.. Yeah?" I breathed. "W-Well you should just be honest.. Tell him how you really feel!" I punched his arm lightly, feeling the pieces of my soul clatter together painfully at the smile on his face.

"Something Honest...!" He nodded, his smile widening ever so slightly. "Thanks, (Y/N)!" He cheered, turning and swiftly running down the hall, his footsteps now a lone, hollow sound in my ears that soon faded. My back slid down the wall, tears overflowing in my eyes as I tucked my knees to my chest.

I shook my head, cursing these feelings to go away. I should be feeling happy for both Mirio and Tamaki, not sulking here. I mentally scolded myself for trying to hide my feelings, though. I slid my phone out from my bag, sending a quick text to Nejire before stepping down the stairs and towards the front gates.

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