Izuku's POV
Oh fuck.
Oh fuck.
Oh fuck.
Oh fuck.
Oh fuck.
That was all that was going through my head as my face blanched. Kirishima seemed to have the same reaction. Ochako noticed this and looked confused. "It's not like it's a big deal." She said, trying to reassure us. "You're both men, and it's not like you guys have any shred of heterosexuality left in you. The fandom had stripped that all away."
If only she knew.
Kirishima looked at me in panic.
There is no avoiding this. If I disagree, they'll think something is up. But if I let him do it...
Ochako, you're gonna be paying for this for a long time.
I nodded to Kirishima and put my arms in the air, hanging my head.
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
Kirishima pulled my hoodie off gently, not wanting to hurt me, and then began to pull my shirt off. Everything seemed to slow down.
The shirt was at my stomach.
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
It was at the edge of my binder.
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
It was at my neck.
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
And it was off. The shirt hung from Kirishima's hand, and I looked at the floor. I was ashamed.
Fuck this body.
Fuck this little girl's body.
I'm a male.
I'm not a girl!
I'm not a fucking girl!
My whole class just gaped at me, too in shock to say anything. Except for that grape motherfucker. Mineta sprang up so he was visible, and cried out.
"Midorya! You're a girl!"
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I hate that grape motherfucker.
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The wrong body
Fanfiction!COMPLETED! Izuku Midorya was born into a female body. It sucks. He has to wear an uncomfortable chest binder. He can't take his shirt off if public. People get suspicious of him. His mother has always been supportive of him, but they never had th...
