Slow down/ no quirk au/ Chase Atlantic AU

Prologue

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𝓘𝔃𝓾𝓴𝓾 𝓜𝓲𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓲𝔂𝓪
Text: thinking
Text: singing
Text: talking

Don't own MHA, only the Fanfic
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Tell me what it is you wanna know

Finish up the bottle then we'll go, babe

Waste a little money on some blow

She said, "Won't you have a little?"

I said, "No way."

Those words were the most hurtful to me. I said "No way". While the man said, "Too bad."

I'm too phased, it's too late
Please help..

But coming down is all I ever do, babe

Just a cum bucket...

And I'm so down if your ready

Not true!

I'm floating but I'm ready.

I'm not ready.. It comes after marriage.

And I'll show you if you let me, girl

I don't want to see...

I don't know if you already know how but, girl, I got the feeling that you know how

That man was never right!

After 3 minutes and 32 seconds of singing, the crowd erupts, as sweat drips down my armpits and face. Basically soaking me.

"Thanks for listening guys! Hope you all have a great day." I say while the curtains fall.
My band and me walks past the Best Jeanist Company. I've never liked the leader. He's my childhood best friend. Until he turned on me.

"Midoriya, I heard the son of Enji Todoroki from the Endeavor Company is coming in our band! Toshinari made a deal with Enji. I believe his name. Is Shoto Todoroki. "

"That's great Iida! I wonder if he'll be trouble. Either way, I'll introduce him kindness!"

" Maybe he'll be the one Deku-kun~"

"Uraraka-san stop teasing meeee." she giggles and looks away.

Teeny time skip

"Midoriya, I got the lyrics printed out. Kero~"

"Thanks Tsu!" Tsu prints lyrics out for me, while I write them. She goes over and fix mistakes. " I'll be going home now! Bye guys!" I put my pink hood over my head and put my mask over my face. I really like my fans, but paparazzi can be really annoying when your being surrounded.

Tiny time skip.

I breathe in the fresh air of my house. "Ahh... I'm hungry. I'll make my mom's Katsudon recipe!" I get off the floor a slide in the kitchen. I open the cabinet with spices and grab my mom's Silver tin box. I smile as a tear rolls off my face.

I pick out a paper signed 'December 5th 1690, 10:27.' " Time to make some Special Katsudon!"