Try Me, Bitch |BnHA| |Reader Insert|

Y/n: Whatthefuck

^^thAt shit ain't supposed to say pro hero. My brain fucked up and had a stroke.

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After everyone else had gone and presented their names, Aizawa had woken up after. He gave you all lists of agency's willing to accept interns or specifically requested you. You looked down at the paper and scanned down the names.

'Momo's Diverse Hero Agency?' You thought, drumming your fingers against the desk.

"Hey guys, have you decided what pro agency you're going to yet?" Ashido asked. You sighed and leaned back in your chair.

"I'm going to Mt. Lady!" Mineta exclaimed.

"Mineta, you're thinking about something perverted, aren't you?" Tsu asked, walking past him.

"Of course not!"

You looked at the list again. Your eyes landed on Endeavor's Hero Agency.
You scoffed and almost vomited.

'Gross ass bitch.' You were seriously considering Momo's agency.

"Hey, what about you, L/n?" Uraraka called. You looked up at her.

"Oh... well there are a lot of heroes, so I guess it's a hit or miss—"

"—I guess they never miss huh?"
Your eyes connected with Kaminari's.

"... you got a boyfriend, I bet he doesn't kiss ya," you said quietly, slowly standing up from your seat.

"He gon' find another girl and he won't miss ya," he added, repeating your actions.

"He gon' skrrt hit the dab like Whiz Khalifa," you both said at the same time, slowly walking up to each other.

"Marry me."
"Sit on my face."

"Who said what?" Kirishima whispered to Sato who just shrugged. You smiled widely and slung your arm over his neck.

"I see you are also well informed about the world of memes and shitposts," you said. He smirked at you.

"Covfefe."

"I will suck your dick right now unzip your fly—"

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After you put down what agency you wanted to intern at, you left the school on your own. Walking through a busier part of town, you noticed you were the only one walking on the sidewalk. Your brow raised as you looked around.
Everyone was walking opposite of you or in the road. Whenever someone caught your gaze, they'd quickly look away and pick up speed. A mother even shielded her child away from you.
You scowled at them, opting to run back to your apartment.

When you got there, you quickly ran inside and shut the door behind you.

"Author, some crazy shit is happening," you called out. You turned and realized it was oddly quiet. Normally, you'd hear Author's munching of different food. You slowly walked through the apartment.

"Hello~? Author?" You sang out. "Huh... maybe she's on a mission."
You walked into the kitchen to grab some grub. Like literally grub. You eat bugs.

"Hello there, Y/n—"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
You whirled around, clutching your chest. "WHO ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY APARTMENT?"
The woman in front of you smiled endearingly.

"Getting into your apartment was quite easy," she replied, "I just lured Author out with a dog. She's quite easily distracted."
You stared at her apprehensively. Your eyes were suddenly drawn to her chest—

'WAIT STOP Y/N STOP BEING DANGEROUSLY GAY WHAT THE FUCK EYES UP! E Y E S U P!' You quickly averted your gaze, but she knew what you were doing.