I just finished my bag of carrot sticks, but that wasn't enough. I was still starving. Even the others around me could hear my stomach growling. "I'm so hungry. . .could anyone share, please?"

I shouldn't have said that, because once I did, all of them bent over the table in my direction, and started shoving their chopsticks at me.

"H-HERE! YOU CAN HAVE MY RICE!" squeaked a blushing Izuku.

Eijiro offered, "NAW, HAVE SOMETHING GOOD INSTEAD. GUMMY WORM RAMAN!"

"SHUT UP, SHE DOESN'T WANT YOUR NAUSEATING TRASH," roared Katsuki. "SHE WANTS FROZEN RAW EGG."

"You can have my nacho Lunchable~" Denki tried saying over all the noise.

"Wait," I interjected. They all went silent and looked at me, frozen in their poses. All the food they described was being held in between their chopsticks. "I'll just eat it all." I then inhaled all of the food they offered in a single bite.

All I got were weirded out stares.

"Ahaha," laughed Eijiro. "Ah, daz hot. Daz hot." He sounded oddly like Will Smith.

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During lunch, I left. I wanted to get a break from all the attention I was getting. So, I went outside. There, I found peace. I walked up and sat down by a nice Deku Tree—one of my favorite trees. I was kind of in the mood to read, so I took out one of my favorites: The Rat Prince of Bell-Hair.

Just as I got lost in the enchanting plot, and beautiful character development, the sound of a twig snapping interrupted my focus. Staring up, I saw. . .another hot boy.

But this one was different. He had white and red hair parted in the middle. Not to mention the edgy scar on his left eye.

". . .Hey," he murmured out.

"Uhm, hello?" My eyes went big with curiousness.

"My name is Shouto Todoroki. . .you're uh. . .(L/N), right?"

"Yeah, nice to meet you!" I smiled, closing my book shut. "I think I've heard of you too though. You're like, super powerful, right?"

". . .I guess."

"Well, wanna sit down~?"

He nodded. Now, I was sitting with a totally hot boy!!! He was pretty introverted though, however, I managed to break the ice.

"Yeah, sooo, I got here on a recommendation. Apparently, they think I had a powerful Quirk. But the truth is, I don't know how to control it. . ." I admitted to this complete stranger. For all I knew, he could have been a double agent. But he was hot, so he couldn't have been bad.

"I see. . ."

"Plus, my dad left me when I was younger—and my mom did too. S-Sometimes I just—wanna cry???" I began to sob on his shoulder. He patted my head and whispered,

"It's okay, I can relate. My mom poured boiling water on my eye when I was younger, so yeah."

I took his hands and looked at him with watery eyes. "It's okay. You know why? Because Shrek's dad tried to eat him—but you know what? He overcame that and found true love with Fiona~"

Shouto's eyes lit up a bit. "Thanks. . .you've helped me more than all the therapy I payed good money for in the past."

My glossy and totally kissable lips formed into a smile. I noticed how his posture stiffened, and his closed eyes. He began to lean in my direction, but I panicked and shot up. "O-Oh, I got to uh—get to class. . .thanks for the talk, pal, chum, friend, amigo."

He contained the pain emoly. "No problem. . ."

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After friend-zoning Shouto, I skipped down the halls and arrived in class. I watched as everyone converse with each other, and laughed about who knows what. I looked over to see Katsuki nearly trip over Mineta.

"HEY! WATCH IT, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF RUBBISH!" he shouted. "YOU KNOW, ONE OF THESE DAYS, I'M GONNA STEP ON YOU—AND IT'LL BE ON PURPOSE."

Mineta squeaked and ran to his desk. I guess he wasn't in the hospital for long. But who'd want him to stay there? So, I skipped up to Katsuki.

"Wow, what was that all about?"

"That little abomination keeps getting in my way. And even though I don't like you because you cheated in that test—here's a word of advice." He leaned closer to me and whispered, "Don't stand close to that guy—or else he'll try and look up your skirt." With that being said, he left to go sit at his desk. I only scanned the room for Mineta to make sure he wasn't around me.

With a gulp, I sat down.

Eventually, our English teacher walked in. It was Present Mic, aka Mr. Yamada.

"ALRIGHT, Y'ALL GON LEARN ENGLISH."

"No, I don't like English. I hate speaking in English," said some random slacker.

"ENGLISH ISN'T THAT BAD. JUST SPEAK ENGLISH!"

"No one likes speaking in English."

Aoyoma added, "J'adore~"

". . ." Mr. Yamada then said, "ALRIGHT, EVERYONE—SAY 'YOUR GRANDMOTHER LOOKS LIKE TRUMP'. IN ENGLISH, I THINK THAT MEANS THANK YOU FOR THE LOVELY MEAL."

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After we left that catastrophe of a class, I skipped down the hallway only to bump into Mr. Aizawa.

"Oof!" I oofed.

"(L/N)," he began. "How are you enjoying your first day?"

Picking myself up, I replied, "Oh, it's certainly. . .wow! For sure."

"In a good way?"

"Yuppers, mah boi." I then got hit with the realization of. . .where would I go after school? I couldn't just go back to that trash can. I probably appeared sullen in front of my homeroom teacher.

"What's wrong?" he questioned, more dead inside than ever.

"It's just. . .I have no where to stay after school. It's kinda worrying, y'know?"

"Nonsense, I'm sure your parents have a decent hou—"

"My parents left me," I confessed. This gave him a wakeup call.

"What???"

"I live in a trash can behind a Chinese restaurant—and the only family I have are the worms that crawled along the pavement and died from the heat of the sun."

". . ." His expression softened. "No."

"Wh—"

He patted my head comfortingly. "I'm adopting you, child. You're not alone anymore."

"R-REALLY!?" I gasped.

"Ye, I'll be your legal guardian." He then put on his sleeping bag, only to roll away. "I'll sign the adoption papers after school, and get you some Go-Gurts, okay?"

"OKAY!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!" I beamed.

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It was hard to believe I was getting adopted. It was only the first day of school, and the teacher already decided to take me in. Because that's normal.

Around this time, I was experimenting with my Quirk. I was alone in the girls' lavatory, so I decided to test it out in there. Wasn't sure if it was a good idea, but did I really care?

So, I held out my hand and concentrated. Usually, when I enabled my power, it got really chaotic—but maybe I could control it this time. While closing my eyes, I focused on Peppa Pig. But my thoughts got distracted when I heard the door open.

Suddenly, explosive rainbows rocketed out of my hands, and screaming Spongebobs flew across the room, along with ear-splitting MLG music and air horns. All the walls got torn down by bass-boosted Nyan Cats, and the stalls turned into particles of the Illuminati—which were now starting to form together. When they did, they formed a triangle shape and kashooted out the window.

The bathroom was now meme trash.

Toru and Tsu were the ones who walked in. The only thing I said was, "Y'all already know what the chiz is going on."