A/N: this takes place on the first day of UA. Izuku is a male in this fanfic, but there was a mixup with the school files so now Izuku was registered as a girl. He has to where the school uniform because they don't have anymore male uniforms.

Izuku's not complaining though, he thinks girl clothes are more comfortable then boy clothes. Izuku is a crossdresser!

Izuku POV
I was walking into UA, I was completely freaking out! The school managed to mixup my gender, now I have to wear the girls uniform! I mean it's not that bad, female clothes are more comfortable then male clothes . I hope Kacchan's not in my class...I find class 1-A, I push open the door and freeze...

"D-deku?.."
"H-hi...Kacchan..."
"WAIT! YOUR A BOY! WHY ARE YOU WEARING THE GIRL UNIFORM?!" All eyes landed on me.
"The school mixed up my gender in the files...they refused to give me the male uniform...t-their even making me wear thigh high socks and girl shoes..." I said looking down in embarrassment...someone comes up to me, I looked up from the floor. To be met face to face with the girl I saved at the entrance exam.

"Hello! My names Ochaco Urraka(sorry if that's wrong) you saved my life at the entrance exam! Thanks for that by the way..." then she did something totally unexpected...she hugged me
"Y-your w-welcome..I-I'm s-sorry but I-I feel uncomfortable-" she immediately backed away from me.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I should've asked first!...if you don't mind me asking...why were you uncomfortable..?" I froze, bad memories trying to pop their way into my vision as I hear her ask me a question.
"W-what sorry I wasn't listening.."
"....I asked if you were okay....you spaced out a little...." she said cautiously, I put on a fake smile and said I was fine. As I walked to my desk I could hear people whispering about me.
'It's just like middle school..' I thought as everyone kept giving me weird glances, except for Kacchan... he knows what I'm uncomfortable with people touching me...people judge you for your past, your looks, your wight and your popularity...but the only thing that matters is how you treat people, your personality and if they are willing to be around you... I kept telling myself that, but I'm starting to believe it less and less... I put in my headphones and put on my favourite song 'Freeze your brain'

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I saw the teacher walk into the classroom, I take out one of my headphones so I can hear what he's saying. Apparently we're going outside with our new gym outfits. I go to change in the bathroom because I felt uncomfortable changing in front of anyone, they'd start asking about my burns, bruises and scars. I ended up being the first one outside. The teacher looked me up and down, I felt very uncomfortable, he made me feel more uncomfortable when he started talking.
"You okay? You were fidgety in class.."
"Y-yeah I'm fine, the school mixup my gender and give me the girls uniform instead of the boys uniform and they have no more male uniforms so..."
"You were uncomfortable when people were glancing at you weirdly while I was doing my lecture, that you were only half listening to because you had a headphone in." He said in a monotone voice. I started to panic, I didn't mean to be disrespectful! Oh god, what if they expel me! Izuku calm down just breath-

"Hey, calm down...it's okay it's fine if you listen to music in class if it helps you when your tense. Just tell the other teacher's I said it's fine and if they have a problem with it they can talk to me about it... you don't have to do the physical exam today in front of everybody if you feel uncomfortable.." he said in a calm voice as he put his hand on my shoulder, he gave me a little smile before quickly going back to his original monotone state before anyone came outside. I went over to the corner of the building, I take out my headphones and put on my playlist. The first song that came on almost made me cry..

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It reminds me of mum... the day she committed suicide changed 'dad' forever... he became abusive, when I told him I was... violated...he just laughed and said if I was stronger I wouldn't have been... I feel tears fall from my eyes, I look down so no one sees. I decided to go inside because I could tell everyone was judging me...

Timeskip

I'm running to the bathroom so that no one can hear my cries, once I'm inside to bathroom I try to stop the water fall that's staining my cheeks. I had already changed out of my gym uniform and I was in the unisex bathroom so a boy wouldn't walk in and have another embarrassing moment. I lock the door and sit down in the corner, trying my hardest to stop crying so I can get back to class but when I try I start to cry more. I eventually stop crying, got up and opened the door. I walked back into the classroom, still listening to music. Everyone was back from the test and were talking as the teacher was asleep. As I walked past people they started talking about me again, everyone didn't want to approach me except this weird guy with dark blue hair, I feel like I've seen him before...oh right, he's the one that yelled about my mumbling..this will be fun.

"Excuse me, it's very disrespectful to skip class! If you actually cared about being a hero you would've been doing the test with the rest of us! Not sitting in the corner listening to music! Then you had the nerve to walk back into the building for the rest of the test! If you don't care enough to stay for a test then you shouldn't be in this school, actually you shouldn't be a hero!" The dumbass yelled doing a weird cropping hand motion. Oh. Hell. No. He started talking again and I had enough already.
"I was right about you at the entrance exam, you should've just took my advice and left-" he wasn't able to finish his sentence before I stood up slamming my hands on my desk, breaking it, everyone looked over at us with wide eyes. But I didn't care about that, I cared about setting this bitch straight!
"Excuse you! I do care about being a hero! I had to work my ass off to get here! Everyone did! Mr. Aizawa said I didn't have to participate today because I felt uncomfortable! He said it was fine that I left in the middle of class because I had to go to recovery girl! So don't for one second think that I don't deserve to be here! You want to be a hero because it's a family legacy! I'm here because of my mother who died because of all for one! I watched her die when I was 4! I have just as much of a right to be here as everyone else! So stop being a stuck up bitch! And think before you say something that will get you punched in the face!" I yelled as I pushed him backwards so I could leave the classroom. I knew everyone was watching me, I heard Mr. Aizawa come after me. I stopped at the end of the hallway and noticed the tears streaming down my face. I felt somebody's hand on my shoulder, I turn around to see Mr. Aizawa with a sympathetic look on his face.

No ones POV

he lead Izuku to the principle's office. Their was a beat of silence before the door opened to reveal a short, white bear. Izuku stepped inside and sat down on one of the couches in the centre of the room. Mr. Aizawa told principal Nedzu what had happened and went back to his classroom.
"Hello Izuku, my name is principal Nedzu, but you can just call me Nedzu if that makes you more comfortable."
He waited for Izuku to respond, when he didn't receive one he just continued.
"So I understand what happened in class today was...unpleasant for you, and everyone was talking about you...I know a lot about your past, and I know what that boy was talking about was a sensitive topic... but I'm here to offer you some help." Nedzu pulled out a sheet of paper with a classroom number and name on it and handed it to Izuku... it was concealing.
"Now, before you say no. Our concern right now is your mental health, your 'friend' Katsuki Bakugo was even worried about you when you went inside the building during the tests.

Izuku POV
I wasn't believing what I was hearing... they wanted me to go to the concealer, a complete stranger! And say how I've been feeling for 11 years?! What if I say to much! What if they find out about...father!?
"I appreciate the offer, but I'm fine." I said with a fake smile. Nedzu wasn't having any of that though.
"If your fine, then explain this." He pulled out his phone and went on the security cameras from outside the bathroom...I could hear myself crying...
"Would you like to rethink your fake smile and statement? How about while you do that, you go to the concealer! Come back to my office after the session, and don't worry about your classes, I told them you were in here with me. Goodbye Midorya." He said as  I left his office, I looked down at the paper and sighed, I put in my headphones as I try to find the concealers office..

Timeskip

After a very long hour of getting to know me the concealer let me go, I was very surprised to see the concealer was midnight! I remembered I had to go back to Nedzu's office... I knocked on the door and the door immediately opened. I stepped inside, took off my headphones and sat down.
"So, have you rethought about your statement?" He asked, I hesitantly nodded. A small smile made it's way onto his face.
"What is your new statement?"
"I-I'm not as mentally stable as I thought...and that I should continue going to the concealer.." I said thinking about the very deep conversation I had with midnight about what happened to mum, he smirked.
"Go back to class Izuku, your with president mic for the next 30 minutes...you might want to keep in your headphones" I smiled back at him as I made my way to mic's classroom.

"HELLLLLLLOOO LISTENERRRRR! WHY WERE YOU SO LATEEEEE!" Mic shouted as I tried to sneak into class, I looked up smiled a smile that would make a baby look like a dumpster fire (I'm so sorry for that) "Principle Nedzu's office! Sorry I was so late! Won't happen again...probably" I said scratching the back of my neck, he smiled back at me like a normal person. I think it's safe to say I'm the teacher's favourite in all my classes.
"Okay, were learning about different languages! Whoever knows the most wins! Right now the person in the lead in Bakugo with 4 languages!" I smirked as Kacchan said his next words.
"Nope, I just lost. *points at izuku* he knows 36 last time I checked, that was in grade 4." Everyone knew he was telling the truth because Kacchan is VERY competitive. They all look at me like I'm some sort of god.

"Listener! How many do you know now!" My smirk grew wider.
"I'm fluent in 58 languages and I'm learning 2 more at the moment. So, what do I win!" I asked in a competitive  tone.
"YOU WIN ANY FOOD OF YOUR CHOOSING!" He yelled. I smiled genuinely.
"Some green tea would be nice!" I said excited, Mic and almost all the class looked at me like I was crazy. Except for other boy, we both looked at each other's eyes. I felt something weird happen, I looked down at my hand as all my classmates and teacher gasped as my red string connected with his. I looked back up him, he was blushing like crazy! I mean so was I! But he looked so gorgeous... I broke eye contact with him and felt myself about to have a panic attack. I backed up into the door, opened it and started to walk out of the class room, but not before saying.

"I think I'll change that green tea for some whiskey."

A/N: sorry for that👆🏻I just had to put that in. I hope you guys liked my first chapter of Red String! Next chapter will probably be up tomorrow! Love y'all bye~ Beanie