chapter 3

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(y/n) POV

As the class were rumbling about the sport festivals, I was thinking of creating a new move so I could get better in controlling my quirk, until someone suddenly start talking to me.

"Hey, (l/n) right?" someone with two different hair colors asked me. I nodded in response.

"What's your name?" I asked. "I'm Todoroki Shoto, nice to meet you." He says.

Todoroki Shoto- prince zuko -________________________

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Todoroki Shoto
- prince zuko -
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"Cool. I like your name." I say as he let out a small chuckle that I found a little bit cute.

"Do you maybe want to train together?" He said keeping a straight face.

"Sure, I have no intentions to reject anyways. Where should we train? My house has a training place so, I guess it's cool." I said.

We nodded in agreement that we should go to my place. His house has a little problem.

Not gonna lie but he look a bit annoyed after telling me that, so I decided not to ask any further.

As I was about to answer, I was cut off by a green hair boy. "Um..excuse me (l/n)-san.." He said with a nervous look

"Just (l/n) is enough." I gave him a soft smile in return cause he looks so troubled.

"A-ah! Okay! Can I ask you a question..?" He says while fiddling with his fingers. I smiled at him saying that it was fine.

"So..what is your quirk?" He asked as a few students start to gather around us.

I tilted my head as he just asked that out of the blue, I mean I don't even know his name so it was quite a sight.

"Your name? What's your name?" I said as he get flustered and started apologizing because he forgot to tell his name.

Eventually, it took him a few minutes to tell his name cause he was busy apologizing. His name is Midoriya Izuku.

 His name is Midoriya Izuku

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