Heyo! For those of you who don't know me, I'm Elliot. I first wrote this as a 5k short story for my non-fiction class, but it spiralled so here we are. This is extremely auto-biographical so lol sorry. Hope you enjoy. Izuku will be referred to as Izumi for the first few chapters before he comes out. Also some things changed - he met All Might in his second last year of middle school, he knew Camie and Mineta before UA and was friends with them since childhood, Todoroki went to a different school to UA, Bakugou's deaf, Izuku's autistic, and they go to a summer camp that trains potential heroes to use their quirks and helps them get into high school. So yeah, it's very canon divergent, oof sorry. Hope you enjoy anyway. This is my Easter fic for the year even though I'm not religious and it has nothing to do with Easter. Enjoy!

CW: Non-con groping, awkward kissing

"What?" Hagakure pulled the eyeliner back.

Midoriya Izumi stared up at her from the bed. The mattress was bumpy and too thin for the steel blue frame it sat on.

She stood in front of Izumi, hunched over, one hand on her knees. She had done her makeup first – worn a wig, gloves, coloured contacts, a bright red lollipop, everything to make herself visible for that night. The eyeliner was still too close to Izumi's eyes for comfort. "You haven't shifted anyone yet?"

Izumi shifted on the bed and pursed her lips. The lipstick felt foreign on them even though it was a nude colour. "No..." It was a lie. She had - at the St. Patrick's day youth club disco. He had been looking for something Irish to shift, and Izumi had been the closest thing to it with the green hair.

He had bitten her cheek.

Ashido looked up from her phone. She was using a photo from Instagram as a base to style her hair off. It wasn't working all that well with the horns. "You're kidding. How do you know you're bi if you haven't done anything with anyone?"

Izumi frowned and ducked her head. She ran her feet along the carpet. It was blue, and reminded her of the carpet in her primary school. If she walked on it in her bare feet, it hurt her heels. "I just do." Her silver sandals glistened in the florescent light.

Hagakure hooked her finger under Izumi's chin to lift it up. "We're getting you a shift tonight," she decided. "If you want to."

"Uh, yeah, sure."

The eyeliner hovered an inch from Izumi's skin. "Do you actually want us to?" Hagakure asked. "I don't want to force you into it."

"It'll be good for her." Ashido grinned and pulled her hair free of the hair curler. It bounced down around her shoulders in little pink ringlets.

"Yeah, sure." Izumi grinned. Maybe it would be fun. Be a normal girl.

"Okay, close your eyes again."

Izumi closed her eyes. Then opened them and stared at the white ceiling, and then the white stone wall, and then the weird wooden wardrobe, as she was instructed.

Finally, Hagakure deemed Izumi ready and she disappeared into the bathroom to change into the dress. Izumi was careful about pulling off her pants without taking the sandals off and then stepped into the dress. It was borrowed from one of the other girls – Yaoyorozu – because Izumi hadn't brought any dresses with her. None that the girls liked, anyway.

It was a deep green colour and came off the shoulders. When she looked in the mirror, her hips were too big and round, and her stomach, and thighs, and cheeks- She pulled my hair loose of the ponytail she always wore it in and brushed it out. She split it to the right of her head like her mom had said looked nice.

When Izumi walked back into her dorm room, Ashido had finished her hair and Hagakure was just touching up her make-up. "Oh," Ashido said, "I like that you let your hair down."

Hagakure turned away from the mirror and smiled. "And you're not wearing a hat."

"Yeah." Izumi smiled. Her head felt bare without it. "Are you guys ready to go?"

"Sure."

They shuffled down to the quad together. The college quad was square and four doors led from the labyrinth of a dorm building into it. Only summer camp students were allowed in the quad while the term was happening – one session of three weeks every summer. It was Izumi's first session and last disco.

Everyone was outside - running around, chatting, sitting. "What was the disco theme again?" Izumi asked.

"Night from the movies." Ashido folded her arms for warmth. Her outfit was wild and loud, but didn't cover her arms in the slightest. Two people wearing wigs and Slytherin robes ran by, and a boy in a Gryffindor robe chased after them.

"So we're background characters?"

"No, we're from a new film." Hagakure smiled and nodded. "It's not out yet, but it's called Hagakure, Ashido, and Midoriya Go To The Movies."

Ashido laughed, and Izumi forced out a breathy chuckle. Her own Gryffindor robes sat folded in her wardrobe with her Remus Lupin wand. She had begged her mom to let her bring them, just in case she had the chance to dress up. She hadn't worn them yet.

When they got to the cafeteria, it had been decorated, and black bags had been taped over the windows to block out the light. A red carpet led into the room, and a few groups were already dancing or chatting. Izumi did her best to relax into it but the dress hugged her in all the wrong ways and her hair kept falling into her face.

When she had finally managed to start dancing like a normal person, Hagakure grabbed Izumi's arm. "Hey," she called, "that's the guy you liked earlier, right?"

Izumi looked to where she was pointing. The boy was muscular with shaggy brown hair, warm brown eyes, and a permanent smile. He was banging his head to the generic pop song booming around the cafeteria. Izumi nodded.

Hagakure grinned and walked over to him. She tapped his shoulder and leaned in to say something to him. He frowned and leaned closer, and then looked up at Izumi.

Izumi looked away as though she didn't know what was going on, but her red face betrayed her. She kept dancing. Dance, dance, dance. Dance and maybe he wouldn't ask. The boy walked up to her and tapped her shoulder. He said something, but the music was too loud, so Izumi shook her head. Instead, the boy pointed towards the door. It would be quieter in the hall by the toilets.

Izumi nodded, and glanced at Hagakure and Ashido as the boy began to walk. Ashido gave her a thumbs up. Izumi smiled and followed the boy out to the hall. He turned and grinned at her with raised eyebrows. "Hi."

"Hi."

"Do you know what your friend said to me?"

Izumi clutched the sides of her dress and shook her head. It was probably the right colour for her - it matched her face at that moment.

"Okay." The boy nodded and rocked back on his heels. "I'm Shindou."

"Midoriya."

"Nice to meet you." He smiled. "What course are you doing?"

"Uh, Intro Hero Course with Aizawa."

"So you're a hero?"

"Trying to be."

"What's your quirk?"

Izumi shrugged. "I... uh, enhanced strength." She'd only had it for a month or so, but that was the name she and All Might had agreed on.

"Ah." Shindou rocked back again. "I'm doing Saving Citizens from Natural Disasters. My quirk is Vibrate."

"Oh." Izumi scratched the back of her head. "Is it interesting?"

"Yeah, I like it. It's useful to have expertise in different areas."

Izumi nodded slowly and looked down at her feet. She hid her left foot behind her right leg. She had an ingrown toenail when she was little, and it had never grown back right, so it looked grey and mutilated. She hated it.

Shindou leaned in. "Hey, want to do something crazy?"

Izumi looked up at him.

He grinned. "Wanna shift?"

"Um..." Izumi swallowed twice. Her mouth felt too wet. "Okay."

Shindou's smile grew and he stepped closer. He grabbed Izumi around the waist and leaned in with his mouth already open. Izumi closed her eyes and tried to just kiss him normally, but she felt his teeth on her lips and opened her mouth.

His tongue was heavy and uncomfortable in Izumi's mouth, and she did her best to remember what she was meant to do from the stories she had read. She held her breath and twirled her tongue around his and pulled away.

Her lips were wet, but she managed a sheepish smile when he grinned at her. "Want to go back in?"

"Yeah, okay."

He held Izumi's hand as he led her back through the door and then pulled her up close to the wall. He leaned in again and she put her hands on his shoulders as he kissed her. Calm. Calm. This was normal. Entirely normal.

His hands ran from Izumi's waist to her ass and she tensed. His left hand moved back up almost immediately and his right disappeared, and then there was a hand on Izumi's shoulder, pulling them apart.

"Get to the principal's office! Go!"

Midnight. The RA of Izumi's group. Her eyes were blazing as she yelled over the music at Shindou and he huffed before storming out of the cafeteria.

Midnight turned to Izumi and the rage died. "I'm so sorry, Izumi. I'm sure he was lovely, but I told him to move his hands and he flipped me off and-"

"It's fine," Izumi forced out. "It's fine." What? What the fuck was happening?

Midnight nodded and followed Shindou out of the cafeteria. Izumi didn't even realise I was shaking until she was back with Ashido and Hagakure.

"Are you okay?" Ashido touched Izumi's arm. "What happened?"

Izumi shook her head. "No, I just feel bad. I shouldn't have done that." She didn't know him. She didn't know anything about him other than his name and course.

Ashido and Hagakure brought Izumi outside and they sat on the wall and talked. By the time the disco was ending, Izumi had stopped shaking.

"I feel bad now," Ashido groaned. "Like we pushed you into it or something."

"You didn't." Izumi shook her head. "I just didn't know I'd feel like this." She sighed and leaned her head back against the wall.

At least he didn't bite her cheek.

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