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I woke up the next morning and looked in the mirror. Despite crying myself to sleep, I looked absolutely gorgeous. My face was pristine and my body was perfectly curvy. What I needed was an outfit and makeup to go with it. I eventually decided on this.

 I eventually decided on this

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I looked absolutely kick-ass and ready to take on the world

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I looked absolutely kick-ass and ready to take on the world. I looked at my clock. 7:50. I was gonna be late. Of course, I didn't care. I was leaving today, so why bother with being on-time?

At 8:25, I strutted through the doors of the classroom, looking as hot as can be. Of course, Class 1-Ass didn't feel the same way.

"Midoriya, you're late. And where is your uniform?" Off-Brand Sonic asked, doing those stupid hand motions he always does. "UA requires a uniform to be-"

"Do you ever shut the fuck up and get that stick out of your ass, Four-Eyes?" I snapped. He finally got the message and shut the fuck up like I asked oh-so nicely.

"Uh... Deku? You look good and all, but... did you lose your uniform in the wash or something?" Floaty Bitch asked me.

"Fuck off, Kirby. Nobody asked for your opinion."

"What?"

"Why don't you shut the fuck up before I tell the class that you've been sleeping with people for money, you broke-ass slut."

That seemed to have worked. She turned around and walked back to her desk, shaking. That's right, you little bitch. Tremble before my awe-inspiring savageness.

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