We love a self-roasting Queen ✨👸🏻✨

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Letting out a yawn, you shoved the donut into your mouth and swallowed it whole.
The donut was Author's, but you'd deal with the consequences later.
It was pouring out, but your dumbass didn't bring an umbrella. You also were in no rush, so you were completely soaked.

'It's like taking a shower with clothes on.' You thought, letting out a giant burp and almost vomiting up the donut.
Once you made it to school, you walked up to your locker and began peeling off of your clothes—underwear included.
Everyone stopped to stare at you, some in disgust, others in embarrassment, and little in awe.
You pulled out a box—still stark naked—and unfolded a new uniform. You began to change into it.
When you were done, you turned. Everyone was staring at you. Some had blushes, others had nosebleeds, and most were shocked.

"What? That's what we did in prison."
They walked away.
You shrugged and made your way to your classroom.

~
"Oh, L/n!" Ashido bound up to you. "Congratulations on winning! I bet you were recognized the most, yeah?"
You smiled sheepishly at her.

"Actually, no one even looked at me." You rubbed the back of your neck and laughed. "Probably because they didn't expect me to win. Or that they didn't want to."

"That's totally unfair!" Ashido exclaimed, her cheeks puffing out. "You won fair and square!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Kirishima popped into the conversation. "You were awesome!"

"Hehe, thanks you two," you said, "But it doesn't really matter to me. It's really no different from before the Sports Festival."

"That's unfortunate. You have a really versatile quirk," Asui said. You shrugged and sat in your seat. Yaoyorozu glanced at you, but that was it.
The door slid open and revealed Aizawa.

"Morning," he said.

"Good morning!" Everyone else replied.

"Wassup motherfucker."

"... L/n."

"Sorry, wassup fatherblesser."

"Besides that, we're having a special hero informatics class today," Aizawa said.

'Oh no... if it's a drug test I'll fail.' You leaned over to Todoroki.

"Psst. Can you piss in a cup and give it me?"

"What?"

"Never mind you don't belong in the hood."

"Code names," Aizawa said, "You'll be coming up with hero names."
Everyone cheered. Aizawa activated his quirk and they settled it down.

"This is related to the pro hero draft picks I mentioned the other day," he explained, "The drafts begin in earnest in the second and third years, after students have gained experience and can become immediate assets to the pros.

"In other words, for them to extend offers to first years like you shows that they are interested in your future potential. These offers are often cancelled if that interest dies down by graduation."
Your lips moved to one side of your face.

'Of course. Only interested until they're of no longer use to them... like porn stars and presidents.'

"So we'll have to prove ourselves once we get picked, huh?" Hagakure said.

"That's right," Aizawa replied, "And here are the totals for those with offers." He turned  and pressed a button.

Class A No. of Offers

L/n - 5487

Todoroki - 4123

Bakugo - 3556

Tokoyami - 360

Iida - 301

Kaminari - 272

Yaororozu - 108

Kirishima - 68

Uraraka - 20

Sero - 14

Your eyebrows shot through the roof.

"In other years, it's been more spread out, but all eyes were on these three this year," Aizawa explained.

"GAH, there's such a big difference!" Kaminari exclaimed.

"I'm shocked, kinda," you said quietly, "Never really would've expected that."

"You... have an amazing quirk."
Your eyes snapped to the side at Yaoyorozu's comment. She's talking to you? The fuck?

"It'd be foolish of them to not request you."
You slowly looked down at your desk.

"Yeah, well. My quirk isn't the most amazing. All of you have unique ones," you replied.

"Keeping these results in mind, whether or not anyone asked for you, you will all be participating in internships with pros," Aizawa said. A frown came up on your face and you let out a sigh.

'Great... more heroes to scornfully stare at me.' You thought, motivation dying down by the minute.

"—you'll have hell to pay later!" The door slid open, revealing Midnight. You snapped out of your trance. "Because a lot of hero names used by students become recognized by society, and they end up becoming professional hero names!"

"Midnight!" Everyone exclaimed. You started snickering to yourself when you thought of the perfect hero name.

"Well, that's how it is," Aizawa said, "So Midnight will be making sure your names are okay. I can't do stuff like that." He bent down to grab his yellow sleeping bag.

'Wow. Looks like that pill I flushed down the toilet earlier before that frisking.' You thought.

"When you give yourself a name, you get a more concrete image of what you want to be like in the future and you can get closer to it," Aizawa explained, "This is what it means when they say 'Names and nature's do often agree'. Like All Might for example."

Yaoyorozu passed down a small white board and you handed the rest to Todoroki. You popped the lid from your marker and began writing your masterpiece.

~
With Aizawa sound asleep in the corner, Midnight was left.

"Okay, let's start presenting names starting with those who are ready," Midnight said.

'... what?' You thought. You looked down at your board and licked your lips.

'Oh no.'
Aoyama walked up to the front with his board in hand.

"Here I go..." he said, "Shining Hero: I Can Not Stop Twinkling! Which means, you can't stop my sparkles!"

"... hah... GAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!"
Midnight took the board from his hand and began to edit it.

"It'll be easier to use if you take out the 'I' and shorten the 'can not' to 'can't'," she said.

"You're right, mademoiselle."
Ashido then bounded up to the front.

"Then, I'll go next!" She said happily, "Hero Name, Alien Queen!"

"ARE YOU TRYING FOR THE THING WITH ACIDIC BLOOD????!! I WOULDN'T IF I WERE YOU!" Midnight exclaimed.

"Dang it..." Ashido trudged back to her seat. You let out a sigh.

"I'll go next!" You declared, bounding to the front. You smiled widely, turning around the board. "ANIMAL FISTER: FURRY!!!"
Kaminari's snot came flying out of his nose and the others were kinda confused and mortified.

"Heheh... the Furry part is fine, but maybe you should change the 'fister'," Midnight awkwardly said. You laughed.

"Probably, I'm not taking this seriously."

"Don't you want to be a hero, though?" Kirishima questioned.

"Kero, you won't succeed if you don't take it seriously," Tsu said.

"Yeah, everyone will just mock you," Tokoyami added. You laughed and took the board back.

"I'd probably be too high to realize."
You sat back in your chair and stared down at the board for a minute. A quick flash of an interaction went through your mind.

Earlier today~

On your train ride to U.A. you were sitting across an older looking woman who was reading the newspaper.

'God, what century was she born in?' You thought, staring down at your IPhone 26XRSMagnumDong2000 with dual screens and the capability of using tears as battery fuel.

"Excuse me," you heard her say. You looked up at her. "Are you the one who won the Sports Festival?"
Your eyes darted to the side for a quick second.

"Yes, why?"
Her face suddenly turned into a scowl.

"You should be ashamed of yourself," she hissed out.

"Ashamed of what?" You inquired, tilting your head.

"For what you did to those kids and their families," she explained, "You should've been kept in jail with all of those other monsters."
You let out a sigh of annoyance.

"Listen lady, I don't know why you're jerking off my dick, but your pussy too dry to be riding it."
She gasped before angrily folding her newspaper.

"This is why you will never be a hero. Try all you want. No one will ever respect you." She began to pack up when the train slowed. "I feel bad for your fellow students. Sitting in a room with a murderer for hours." She stood up and looked you straight in the eyes.

"Those parents should report you and thrown you back in jail, villain." She left. You stared at her back and where she disappeared even as the doors closed.

Back to the present~

Your eyes trailed down the desk to the floor. Any interaction you had was negative or scornful stares. You knew what you did. You knew you deserved it, but... a compliment here and there didn't hurt.
You shook your head and came back to the present. What did they know anyways? They didn't know you. They could all go skull fuck themselves. (DONT look that up btw.)

Ja ne!

{Ruby Red}