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"BABY YOUR ENTRANCE EXAM IS TODAY" shouted a rather excited voice from the kitchen.

Y/n groaned as she turned over in her bed, the warm sheets more interesting than anything else in her life at that moment.
That was until she realized what entrance exam her mother was talking about.
It took her a few minutes, but as soon as she realized, her eyes shot open, frantically looking around the room for her alarm clock.
However she soon remembered that she had smashed it a few weeks ago after it had woken her up at 6 am on a Saturday. Unforgivable.

I better not be late y/n thought to herself, flopping her legs over the side of her bed and sliding her feet in to the soft slippers on the carpet under her feet.
She got up, stretching her arms over her head, making the bones in her spine and shoulders pop in to place.
Damn that felt nice y/n smiled to herself, gathering her neatly folded outfit and bag.

"What is taking her so long" m/n sighed, as she finished to cook the rice in the big pot in front of her. She poured a decent amount in the bowl on the counter and placed it on the table in front of the empty chair.
Soon after y/n appeared in the doorway, her hand stuck inside the blazer. She struggled for a minute, before finally buttoning up the last bits of her outfit and sitting at the table.

"Are you excited?" her mother asked, a big smile on her face as she watched her child vigorously stuff the rice down her mouth.
Y/n nodded, giving off a big smile.

"I know it's been hard, but I really do hope that you find your way" her mum continued, giving off a small laugh as she cleared a small grain of rice from her daughter's face.
"And no matter the result, I'm so proud of you spider monkey" she stated, lovingly stroking her daughter's cheek.

Y/n stopped for a moment.
She hasn't called me that in a while she smiled, remembering how her mum had started calling her that as soon as she had received her quirk.
She liked to call it "spider". Y/n knew she was capable of controlling other people's bodies using strings that would come out of her fingertips. However, she was also aware of the fact that the non flashy quirks weren't the most appreciated, even less if they relied on someone else paying the price for you to use your quirk. That's why everyone would state how her quirk seemed more the one of a villain rather than the one of a hero.

Y/n had tried making friends with kids her age, she had tried to befriend some of Izuku's friends from school, but somehow, every time she would go out, someone would start calling her a "villain" or would try to attack her, one way or another.
And y/n would use her quirk to protect herself, making her obtain various nicknames. Kids would get creative and invent some really messed up names.
That was the main reason for her mother keeping her home, not the fact that her quirk was uncontrollable.

However, now it was different. Y/n was older, the other kids had probably forgotten who she was. She had the possibility to reinvent herself, if U.A took her.

"I know mum, and thank you" y/n told her mother, giving her one last big smile before jumping up and running around the table to hug her.
"I love you" the now teenager said as she sped off to catch the bus to U.A, knowing that otherwise she would be late.
Y/n sat down in an empty seat near the window, watching the scenery change before her eyes as the bus made its way down the road.
I don't even remember what it's like to go to school y/n thought to herself, observing the kids getting off various stops in their uniforms through the reflection in the window.

The roads weren't particularly busy, the sky was pretty and many different birds flew about, dancing in sync with each other. There were a few white fluffy clouds around, but nothing that indicated the day going badly.
Yeah but no cloud is going to tell me shit about how my exam will go was all that could cross y/n's head in that moment.

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