"Get up Y/N." A tired voice groans before my eyes flutter open. I can barely make out the silhouette of the person in the doorway, but I know it's Hitoshi due to the troll hair. 

"Wait..." I yawn, "Five....more minutes." I groan, rolling back over to snuggle deeper into the blankets.

"We have to be on the train in 15 minutes." Hitoshi speaks calmly.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" I scream as my eyes shoot back open. I practically fall out of bed, flailing around trying to find the uniform I had laid out last night.

"Shhhhh.......mom is in the living room Y/N." He whispers, peering over his shoulder, and down the hallway.

"Why didn't you wake me earlier Toshi, my alarm didn't go off," I whisper scream, before  frantically gathering up everything I need.

What a great way to start the most important day of my life.

"I honestly thought you would get up on your own." He speaks nonchalantly. He receives a glare from me after a small giggle escapes his lips. I angrily march towards him and he shifts aside as I throw myself past him and into the restroom, slamming the door behind me.

I throw on my uniform as fast as I can, mumbling curses as I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

I look like shit. 

I wash my face and brush my teeth quickly before returning to my room and throwing my pajamas on top of C/N who is nested in my laundry basket. He lets out a muffled meow. 

"Sorry, bub I'm in a rush." I sigh before sliding into the living room. Hitoshi just stands like a stupid statue by the door with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"For fucks sake, let's go! We are going to be so late, and....your mom isn't in the living room." I ramble as I practically jump into my shoes and sling my backpack over my shoulders. I dart my eyes back to Hitoshi and he is still smiling. I can feel my blood boiling.

"HURRY WE GOTTA GO," I yell, heading for the door. Hitoshi breaks out into laughter.

"It's four A.M. Y/N." He continues laughing.

First my jaw drops, then a murderous expression covers my face. "You....."

Once he realizes he didn't get a positive reaction out of me, he rubs the back of his neck in regret of all of the decisions that lead him to this exact moment. The bedhead begins to retreat with a nervous laugh.

"I..it was just a joke Y/N". He sheepishly mutters with a wave of his hands.

"I'm...going to kill you." I begin slowly marching towards Hitoshi.

"Hah... it's revenge, get your revenge later....not..r...right now." He stutters, still backing up.

I lunge at Hitoshi, roundhouse kicking him in the stomach, causing him to land on his back as I quickly pin his arms down beside his head.

Then I realize what position we were in.

Welp this is awkward. But I can't back down now.

I continue burning my glare through his skull.

Hitoshi POV

Her eyes.....that stare. I don't think I can take it. My heart begins to thud out of my chest and time slows to a crawl. Y/N is straddling me...in a skirt? She looks so beautiful on top of me, and she is so strong. Blood instantly rushes to where the sun doesn't shine.

I internally panic and my face heats up.

"I...uh...why did you do that?" I sheepishly question as fast as I can, all while avoiding eye contact with the girl who still has me pinned down.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WH-." She starts.

"Get off of me." I command quickly before her E/C eyes go dull. 

After she dismounts me, I drop control and stand up quickly.

"Hey that's not fair, I didn't use my quirk." She pouts, rubbing her head as the anger fades out of her features. I awkwardly avoid further contact with Y/N by heading towards my room.

"Sorry not sorry, and plus if you used your quirk, id be a pile of ashes." I chuckle over my shoulder, instantly regretting my word choice as her expression drops. "And make sure you're ready at the actual time we leave." I continue before shutting the door behind me and locking it. I take a deep breath, and slide down my door into a sitting position. I bury my face into my hands and contemplate my feelings.

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First Person POV

Hundreds of kids  flood their way towards the gates of U.A. The closer we inch towards the school, the stronger my nerves get. Hitoshi glances over at me, taking notice of my current state.

"I'll walk you to class, Y/N. I promise school isn't bad, just be yourself." He softly smiles once I nod hopefully, shoves both of his hands into his pockets as we enter the bustling school.

"Wow, this place is huge."My eyes light up in awe as I soak in our surroundings. I never would have thought in a million years that I would be standing where I am now. It is unreal. I glance at my uniform and the other students who are wearing it to make sure it is real.

After a few minutes of unproductive hall roaming goes by, I catch a glimpse of Midoriya out of the corner of my eye. I instantly duck behind Hitoshi before he can notice me.

"Y/N what are you doing, your class is right up ahead." He sighs, darting his eyes around the busy hall to see who or what I am ducking from.

"That's the kid that I embarrassed myself in front of," I admit. "And...Oh my god, he's in 1-A also." I whisper scream as I peek from behind Hitoshi to witness Midoriya's hault in front of the huge door.

"Welp this is your stop have fun." Hitoshi teases. I gasp as he darts out of the way to expose me to Midoriya. "And also, meet me on the roof for lunch." He waves as he fully leaves me standing in the open. Midoriya gazes up at the door before his big eyes land on me.

"Oh Hi L/N." He waves quickly while he grips his bag with the other hand.

"Oh..um hey Midoriya, you can call me Y/N," I say as I arrive by his side.

"Then you can call me Izuku." He smiles brightly. I return the smile, nodding slightly.

"Thank you for what you did during the practical," I add, fidgeting with my gloves. His cyan eyes instantly light up and his face dusts pink.

"I'm glad you're okay." He speaks softly.

It's insane that he is glad that I am okay when his injuries were one hundred times more devastating than mine. I don't even know how recovery girl healed him.

An awkward silence fills the air, as we both remain stationary. The door is unlocked, so I don't understand why neither of us have opened it yet. And the moment is getting even more unbearable by the second, so I decide to speak out.

"Oh...um I think we should go in now." I mumble, sliding the huge door open. I instantly regret my actions when my eyes meet a full class. The annoying glasses guy from the entrance exam is the first figure I notice as he scolds...wait...IS THAT THE GUY FROM THE ARCADE? 

My entire body flinches as if it is a fight or flight reaction. His feet are kicked up on a desk and he looks as hot and angry as ever. Feeling a bit flustered, I glance over to Izuku, and he appears spooked. 

"Hey, you're that bitch from the arcade." The ash-blond's voice rings out above the chaos. I turn to face him and his eyes are already locked with mine as he stands up. " And you're with that damn Deku." He spits. The whole class goes quiet and turns their attention to Izuku and I.

My heart drops once the glasses guy basically teleports over to Izuku and introduces himself as Iida Tenya. He then goes on a ramble about the exam as he swings his arms back and forth. I ignore the hedgehog and turn around to see the pretty brunette girl from the exam arrive. She smiles brightly at Izuku and starts a conversation, causing his face to become the color of a tomato.

"HEY, I WAS TALKING TO YOU!" A harsh voice booms from behind me. I spin around once again to see the angry boy stomping towards me, he is livid. As he inches closer to me, sparks begin emitting from his palms. 

My eyes widen, and something inside of me snaps.

I instantly flip forward into a handstand, slicing my legs through the air before roughly kicking him in the side causing him to slam stomach first into the ground. I hop back onto my feet and pin him onto the floor, skillfully pulling his arm behind his back. Once a deep painful groan escapes his throat, I freeze. 

The room is silent.

"Holy shit she just took down Bakugou!" All eyes are on me.

Bakugou...? Bakugou...as in first place Bakugou? 

Regret instantly fills my body, and my eyes widen as I glance down at him.

"Get....the fuck....off me" His muffled voice rises as sparks continuously fume from the hand I am gripping.

This isn't going to end well...

A/N: This chapter was kinda short, but it was pretty fun to write. This book got almost 100 reads in a few days, thank you guys for your support. And if you're reading this, thank you, Leonie, you helped me so much. I'll probably write another chap on Monday.

Peace out ✌

[EDITED 6/11/23]