1. Beginnings

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Rewriting this cause I want to. And cause the translator gimmick was trash.
Y/N was ecstatic as he left the plane. He was moving to Japan because he got a recommendation for U.A. His quirk was "Song", a reality warping quirk that could do just about anything, if he had the right song. The downsides being that it drained his energy fast, to the point where he just passes out. He's also loose-lipped, and his emotions are a mess. But his quirk has a lot of power, so recommendations happened.
"Alright, Japan! Here I am!" Y/N shouted.
No one responded.
"That doesn't matter! Time to collect my bags." Y/N muttered to himself.
After collecting his bags, Y/N spotted a board with his name on it. This, of course was the courier who was escorting Y/N to his new home.
Time skip to Y/N arriving at his apartment
"Wow, it's pretty good!" Y/N said as he walked inside. It was spacious, for one person. However, Y/N needed to leave again to go to the recommendation test area or whatever.
"Guess it's time to go. Bye! I love you apartment!" Y/N said as he left.
Well, since I know nothing about the recommendation thing, I'm just gonna say Y/N got in to U.A. If you think that's a cop out, congratulations, you get a cookie.
Also time skip to the first day of school
Y/N was nervous. Extremely nervous. He was in a major school that was on the other side of the world from Canada, where he used to live. New people. New teachers. The goddamn #1 hero! Hell even the door to the classroom looks huge. Wait no it's actually that big. IT'S ACTUALLY THAT BIG? AAAAAAAAAA.
The people who were there when this mental breakdown occurred just saw Y/N walk in and sit at his desk.
AAAAAAA-Wait, is that guy exploding? And that guy talking to him, is he a robot? No he's human, just strict. And that guy at the door, blushing like mad and talking to that girl, what's his deal? He looks like he doesn't belong at a hero school.
And who's the guy in the cocoon?
"If you're looking for buddies, do it elsewhere," said cocoon man. "This is the department of heroics!"
Y/N felt everyone thinking "who the hell is this guy?"
"This guy" apparently was their teacher. He told them to get their P.E. Uniforms on in spite of orientation existing. Y/N decided that, even though he thought their teacher was an asshole, he didn't want to get on Aizawa's bad side. They all went out to the grounds.
Then Aizawa said that they would be doing fitness tests, but with quirks. Also, the person with the lowest score gets expelled, so you know, that's a thing. Y/N decided to use his quirk only once, to conserve his energy. The only time he used his quirk was for the 50 meter dash. He sung some song about stopping time, to stop time. He achieved a 0.0000 second dash, which was alright. He hoped it would get him above last.
As the fitness tests were almost done, something interesting happened. The green boy who looked too normal started throwing the ball, his arm started glowing. Guess he does have a quirk Y/N thought. Then he threw the ball and nothing happened. It was a normal throw. Apparently Aizawa is also some pro hero no one knows... except for broccoli. From how much broccoli said, it sounded like he was a stalker. They had a conversation that Y/N missed because he slightly passed out because he needed food.
Later, he was woken up by the robot guy. Then scolded for sleeping at school. "Dude, the teacher does it. And I passed out. Not fell asleep." Y/N yawned as his stomach rumbled. "What's going on?"
"Aizawa-sensei is announcing the results of the fitness tests!" Robot said quickly.
Y/N scanned the list in search for his name, which he found second last. He breathed a sigh of relief. He saw the name on the bottom and then realized he know who that was. He looked for the person who looked the most panicked. He saw broccoli dying. He put two and two together. He now had a name for broccoli. Izuku Midoria.
And then Aizawa was like "haha I lied. Bye!"
Longer and better. Yay! Time to write a second chapter. Soon. Tomorrow? Not sure. (I'm inflating the word count) bye!

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