Izuku's birthday came around, and you got him a giant folder so he can store his hero notebooks- along with an All Might figurine.
Katsuki looked at you curiously- probably because you'd said you were gonna confess. Well, you grinned, enjoying the small festivities before the doomed question came to befall you: "Oh, /name/-chan, what's your birthday?" You thought for a long moment.
Well, you didn't exactly remember what day you'd died into this world, so maybe you could just go with your past life's birthday. But no, that wouldn't make sense because that would make you too young for this class. You smiled. "I... uhh, well, we never celebrated it, so I don't really remember! It should be on my birth certificate- if I have one."
You cringed as everyone looked at you with pity. "Ugh, I'm going to my room!" You stomped out of the house and ran across the street to the Bakugou home and then just teleported into your room. You sighed, faceplanting as you looked to your wall at the board of tacked up notes for All for One. You'd been learning how to hack into things, and been finding out information the hard way. You wanted a challenge! So, anyways, you had origins of both OfA and AfO along with the League, All Might, Nighteye, Mirio, and Izuku. You'd circled hideout locations and decoded intercepted messages.
All, in all, it looked like a serial killer's lair, but also a detective's show. But it made sense to your head, so it was fine. You smirked, flipping the board over to reveal a map of the world with eight locations on it. This was how you hid your secret in plain sight- because all 8 of those locations you'd teleported to and taken a rock from. Those rocks were displayed on your single shelf, and if you helped one then you could teleport there.
Thankfully, you'd been searching for a few suitable places to build empires. Those 8 were the most fitting, so you made sure that they were noted with different color pins.
What can you say, you had big dreams. Also, no one could ever suspect that you'd been there while suspended and during a period of stopped time, now could they? Anyways, a fight with a villain should get All Might fatally wounded soon. Izuku'd said that it'd happened about a decade ago-
You felt a disturbance in the force. Turning, you teleported to the shockwave origin- it was happening! Yes, You could watch this show while activating something like Mirio's quirk, which you did while invisible.
You saw All Might fighting Naruto. WHAT THE FUCK?! Well, in theory, it was possible, but All Might should win, right? All Might got rasenganed and then Naruto just T-posed and disappeared. You sighed, healing All Might just enough that he'd live.
After that, you went home and fixed the rules you'd rewritten. "You know, this is pretty boring." You murmured, going to your phone and opening up your college course for maths. In your defense, you were pretty freakin' bored. Mitsuki knocked on your door.
"/name/? I know that we might've hit a nerve at the party earlier. I'm sorry." You put your phone away after finishing the exam in ten minutes. "It's alright, Ma'am. I shouldn't have said anything, I obviously ruined the party for everyone, which I didn't intend to do. My deepest apologies."
Mitsuki snorted. "Such a respectful brat. I'm coming in." You paused time, double checking that your room had nothing illegal visible before sitting down on your chair and spinning, trying to get yourself to cry. Then you resumed time. The door opened, and MItsuki gave you a little box. "Izuku said he wanted you to have this."
You opened it. It was a poorly written apology letter on an All Might paper. SO cute. "I'm not mad at him, does he know that?" Mitsuki giggled. "You've always been sensible, but you can forgive him tomorrow, okay?"
Yeah, that was true. "I'm tired, Mitsuki-san. I'm going to bed." Mitsuki rubbed your head. "Yeah, goodnight, my little gremlin." You smiled sweetly, then the second she closed the door you went over to the closet to grab your chocolates.
While eating them, you looked out the window at the house next to the Bakugou's. It appeared to be a blonde-haired girl holding a dead bird- hold up. The only girl with dead birds and blonde hair is Himiko, but you thought she lived somewhat near Uraraka.
You shrugged, then jumped out the window and approached her. "Hello!" She flinched, clearly startled, but looked down at you. "Hi!" You climbed up the side of her house like a champ. "What's your name?" The girl smiled brightly. "I'm Himiko Toga, nice to meet you!" You smirked.
"Cool! What's your quirk? WHY do you have a dead bird? You're really pretty!" Toga looked down. "I am a vampire-monster. I was going to eat the dead bird. Thank you for calling me pretty!" You glared at her. "You know, vampires don't drink animal blood. Maybe you should drink mine instead!" You provided your arm for her.
Toga hesitated, then drank a little bit. You smiled sweetly after she stopped. "Toga-chan, are you full?" She shook her head after a few seconds. You pouted cutely. "Then keep drinking! I want you to be full and happy, okay?"
She did so, and after a few moments you broke the rule about needing blood for life. She was drinking a lot more than you'd thought she would. "Hey, Toga-chan, you look kinda weird." When she looked up, she looked like an exact replica of you- same green eyes, same fiery red hair, same smile.
"You look like me!" You grinned, and she blushed, wiping her mouth. "Yeah, I can turn into the people who I drink blood, but I can't use their quirks." You raised an eyebrow. "But I don't have a quirk, though."
She looked at you, clearly surprised. The door to her room opened, and Himiko's parents walked in. They screamed, calling Himiko a demon-child and a mistake. You grabbed her arm and ran.
Out the front door, away until Himiko was out of breath. "Where are we going?" You smiled, panting. "To a place where no one can hurt you, duh! We're best friends, that's what we do, of course!" She got teary-eyed, but you shrugged it off, grabbing her hand and clasping your fingers together, still regenerating your blood to make up for what Himiko'd taken from you.
After a few more hours of running, the two of you arrived at UA, where you saw Amajiki. "Hi!" You waved, going up to him and Mirio and Nejire. Himiko looked scared. You assured her with a gentle squeeze to your hand that was still clasped with hers.
You pulled out your journal and asked for their autographs and also directions to the nearest blood donation place for quirks. Mirio helped you get there- though he wasn't a student at UA yet- he was just walking there with two strangers.
Hmm, you nodded, apologizing for the misunderstanding. Although now the big three knew each other too early. Oh, well, that might just boost Amajiki's progress. Anyways, you were taken to a facility full of people with blood-based quirks.
You looked at the hero who was working there at the time: Fatgum. "Um, I'm quirkless, but do you think I can be a hero?" You asked after getting his autograph. He shrugged. "I dunno, have you been training?" You nodded. "Yes! Every day for 4 hours!"
He nodded. "Yeah, if you try hard enough. It'll be dangerous. What's your name?" You smiled. "I'm /name/ Anidorret! Nice to meet you!" You wrote down a small annotation to his page- just that he might help you in the future because of the connection. "And your friend who's drinking like half of the blood in stock, who's that?"
You laughed. "That's Toga-chan! She's my best girl friend ever!" You wrapped your arms around her neck, then got more serious. "Her parents called her a demon for drinking blood, so I grabbed her and just ran. Did I do okay?" Fatgum smiled, nodding.
"Do you know where her parents are?" You shook your head. "No, but I know that the family name is Toga, so that might help you, Fatgum-kun." He nodded again, then stepped out to get a sidekick to take care of it, probably. You waited for Toga to drink her fill, then smiled at her and made a makeshift bed for her with your jacket.
After she fell asleep, you watched her with growing adoration. A few minutes later, another person with a blood quirk came in and asked for a batch. You decided to help out by providing some of your blood.
"Take some, I don't mind!" You let him drink his share from your arm, then waved as he left, content and happy. You looked at Fatgum, who was watching with wide eyes. "But what if someone takes too much blood?" You shrugged. "Well, then I might pass out. I trust them to take me to a hospital if that happens!"
A few hours later, Mitsuki called you with a terrified tone. "Where are you? You're not in your room, and our neighbors are telling me you helped a villain?!" You giggled, sitting on Fatgum's back. "I'm okay, Mitsuki-san. I'm with Fatgum, and the person I helped was Toga-chan! She's my age and has a blood quirk, that's all."
Mitsuki let out a breath of relief, then remembered she was supposed to be mad at you. "Why didn't you tell me?" You thought for a second. "Well, first there wasn't a point, then I ran away with her so there wasn't time, and then I forgot! Sorry, MItsuki-san!"
A few minutes later, you texted her, saying you'd be staying with Himiko for a while because you thought she was awesome, then put your phone away. Himiko was getting filed by heroes as a potentially dangerous quirk user.
You rolled your eyes. "Toga-chan, I think your eyes are really pretty!" She blushed. "really?" You nodded, letting some of your youthful bashfulness show. "I think you are the prettiest girl I've ever seen, Toga-chan-" "-Just call me Himiko, okay?"
Hesitating for a moment, you nodded. "Okay, then. Himiko. You are the most pretty girl I've ever seen, ever." She smiled, and then fully passed out- she'd been awake for a solid like three days, probably.
You put her hair in twin buns, then looked at Fatgum. "I have to go home, so can you take care of her? PLease? Pretty please?" Fatgum shrugged, "Yeah, sure I can take her back to her home-" You shook her head. "No, she can't go home. She has to stay with you. Or with another pro-hero. Please?" He thought for a moment.
"I'm sure my wife can take care of her." He assured me, laughing quietly. You smiled widely, making sure your cuteness output was at 100% before turning around on your heel and leaving. "Oh! And don't tell Himiko about me, okay? She doesn't have to remember anything about her before you. Not even me!" You waved, then closed the door and walked to UA.
You looked at the doors, then smirked at an evil thought. Could you... enter UA without anyone noticing? You turned invisible and phasable, making sure you weren't detected before entering the gates.
After wandering the grounds for a few hours and looking at the awesome sights, like the ground beta place- AKA where BkDk had their like 8th fight. Another was the cafeteria that already had food set out. You grabbed a cookie and ate it quietly before going to the teaching dorms.
Midnight and Mic were talking about something stupid. Aizawa was nowhere to be found. You pouted, but silently left and went to 1-A dorms. You grabbed a sharpie from Aizawa's desk and wrote in an obscure place your name and the date. Also a 'Fuck you, Yagi.' was added in thick ink. You took a picture with your phone and made sure you permanently saved it.
You took a lot of pictures, actually- Ground Beta selfies, cafeteria, break room pics after the two night-owls left. Even in Nezu's office. You made sure to print out a 400 page essay on All for One's origins and left it inside a book you'd hollowed out. You left the date and didn't sign your name this time.
After a bit, Aizawa appeared and didn't find anything amiss. He passed out- although it was only 4AM. You took like 8 pictures like the stalker you were- um, no, just a very dedicated fan, yup.
You giggled as you teleported home, printing out the pictures and attaching them to your notebook. Now Aizawa's page- the first page- looked like a stalker's browser's page. You shrugged, you didn't care that much.
A few minutes later, you knew Masaru would check on you because he always did. You pretended to sleep- though you never did anymore, your body didn't need it because you said so and your quirk rewrites reality so who cares?