*CHIRP* *CHIRP* *wind softly blowing outside*
*I AM HERE* *I AM HERE* *I AM HERE*
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
"Izuku, baby, it's time to get up, you're going to be late for school." A woman's voice calls
*The soft pitter-patter of footsteps trailing away*
*Five minutes later*
*GAASSP*
*I AM HERE* *I AM HERE* *I AM HERE*
My back arches up off the bed, eyes darting open as my lungs tried to take in oxygen as though they've been deprived of it for centuries, and when they seemed to have had their fill an I've collapsed upon my mattress that is when it all seems to collide within my mind; memories and knowledge, information I didn't know before slithered to the fore front of my thoughts, my past life clashing with my current. I am Midoriya Izuku, and I remember my past life—well, everything except my old name.
It was probably something generic and simple, like John anyway.
*I AM HERE* *I AM H-*
*sigh* I need to get a different alarm clock, that'll get annoying fast.
I hit the snooze on my alarm clock and languidly depart from my bed, slouch to my wardrobe, pull out my school uniform, grab a towel, and head to the bathroom for a shower.
I step into the bathroom, deposit my clothes and towel before disrobing.
I sigh to myself as I peer into the mirror, gazing upon myself with a new awareness, short, thin, yet surprisingly sinewy, runners build, big green eyes, a head full of curly black-green hair, and pale skin.
My face was set deadpan and neutral, a feature that followed me even here, a courtesy of my flat affect.
*sigh*
How do you go from an autistic, asexual, shut-in to the protagonist of a shonen anime? Well, it's an AU.
"Still all of those things, but at least I'm not fat anymore and I'm young again, not to mention the powers," I mutter to myself, though my tone was still flat, I thrummed with excitement.
I am in a constant state of rapid healing like Wolverine from X-Men, though I didn't get the claws, that is okay with me, I need to get some heavy body weights.
~Time Skip~
The next day
Aldera Junior High
*chatter*
*explosive Pomeranian barking*
"Oh, Midoriya, you wanted to go to U.A. as well, didn't you?" The "teacher" says with a grin.
*Record screech* *cricket chirps*
"DEKUU!!!!!"
A sizzling and crackling palm impacts upon my desk, exploding as it makes contact with the surface, leaving scorch marks on the processed wood.
*BOOM*
"DEKU, who do you think you are? You think you can rub shoulders with ME?" The dog barked, baring its teeth as though that would make it more threatening.
It barks a laugh before speaking again.
"HAH, what can you do, you quirk-less fuck, what are you gonna do, let the villains beat you until a REAL heroarrives?"
"Huh, you think you can look down on ME, Deku?" It spits out as though poison.
*sigh*
"In order." I blink slowly as I turn my deadpan gaze upon my teacher and say.
"Yes, I do, in fact, currently pursue entry into U.A." I then turn back to the dog.
"I'm Midoryia Izuku, and I'd appreciate it if we didn't have physical contact, thank you, also no, I'd just defeat the villains and from my current position, no."
"Bakugo, please refrain from calling me Deku; my name is Midoriya Izuku. Please use it. Also please stop yelling. Do you perhaps need hearing aids?, I mean no insult, but explosions that close to your face so often can't be a good thing." Though thoroughly annoyed i sadly cannot show it, unless i force fake expressions on my face but that takes way too much energy, and I don't care enough for that.
"HUH -" Bakugo was interrupted by the teacher.
"Bakugo, go to your seat. We have to get on with the class."
*Tch*
I sigh as Bakugo returns to his seat seething.
*sigh*
~Time Skip~