Author's Note (Important!)
Letting everyone know, I do not feel comfortable writing about a bunch of high schoolers, so I am changing everyone's age.
All of the characters will be ages 18 years old-21 years old.
U. A. is not a high school anymore, it is now a college.
When referencing Nezu he will no longer be "the principal", he will now be the president of U.A. College. So if you ever see "the president" anywhere, I am referring to Nezu.
This story will have strong languages and possibly mature scenes not suitable for young readers.
Also, I don't own any rights to the fantastic anime/manga My Hero Academia/Boku No Hero Academia (unfortunately), I only own my original character (OC) Nami Hōjō.
Thank you everyone! Enjoy!
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Summary: She is a force to be reckoned with, a ticking time bomb of destruction. Everything she touches can and will be destroyed. But...how is that possible if she doesn't have a quirk? Katsuki Bakugo x OC
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The enraged voices of a man and woman arguing echoed off the walls of the hallway.
Three year old Nami walked down the large stairs and towards the door where all the noise was coming from; awoken from her sleep by the fighting.
A light shined brightly from the crack under the door.
Why were the lights on in the kitchen so late at night?
Nami's heartbeat pulsed loudly against her chest; she was scared.
The voices grew more hysterical the closer Nami walked.
Once in front of the door, Nami stood on her tiptoes.
Hesitantly, she looked inside of the keyhole on the door.
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Nami released a startled scream as she shot up in bed faster than a speeding bullet.
That was a mistake.
Nami groaned in pain as she fell backwards and back onto the softness of the mattress.
Her body was sore and ached with every movement.
"It was just a nightmare…"
Or at least Nami told herself.
It took a few minutes, but Nami finally calmed down enough to attempt sitting up in the bed.
Gingerly, she tried positioning herself back up.
Confusion washed over Nami as she took in her surroundings.
Nami tried to will her headache away so she could think clearly.
This certainly wasn't her bedroom.
White painted walls, white beds, white window curtains...oh, of course.
Nami was in the nurse's office.
The disgustingly strong smell of lemon disinfectant suffocating the air should've been a dead giveaway.
She touched her face and felt bandages on her nose and a scab on her mouth.
Wait…
Nami looked down at her bare hands.
"Oh...right...I destroyed them when I…"
Nami flexed her neutral nailed fingers.
She felt numb from the inside out.
"You took quite the beating."
Nami hid her hands quickly under the blankets.
"Oh, please," Recovery Girl chuckled, "your nails were changing all sorts of colors in your sleep."
Nami stared down at her lap, unsure of what to do.
"Your split lip is healed along with your broken nose," Recovery Girl said as she jumped into her swivel chair, "keep the bandages on until you're home in case you start bleeding again."
"Thank you," Nami said softly, her gaze still intensely fixated on her lap.
The sunlight shining through the windows caught Nami's attention immediately.
She was a bit afraid to ask, but...
"How long was I passed out for?" Nami questioned.
She could hear birds chirping outside.
"Thirty six hours."
"It's the next day?!" Nami shouted, staring at the clock hanging on the wall above the nurse and not believing it.
"We already contacted your household. Don't worry, no one thinks you're missing or dead."
Nami sighed in relief.
"Wait! My classmates, my professor...!" Nami felt panic creep up as she remembered the army of villains ambushing her and her classmates.
The last thing she remembered was the massive fist of the beast crashing against her skull before everything went black.
She couldn't believe that thing put her in a coma.
The inhuman screech of the monster echoed in the back of Nami's mind.
Actually...never mind, she could believe it.
"Calm down, calm down. Everyone is safe and sound," the nurse soothingly reassured.
The nurse explained to Nami that All Might and the rest of the staff had come to the rescue thanks to Tenya reaching campus and bringing back reinforcements.
"You know you can't hide in here forever," the nurse said gently, "now I know it isn't my place to know why you enrolled as "quirkless" when you obviously aren't, but your classmates definitely deserve an explanation."
Nami's mouth formed into a thin line.
"My nails change color based off of my emotions. Not much of a power."
"Don't insult my intelligence!" The nurse yelled which made Nami flinch.
"News about what you did to that mutant villain is spreading around campus like wildfire."
The nurse hopped off of her chair and made her way to the exit.
She paused in the doorway.
"If you want to lie to everyone and say that you're completely ordinary, fine. But don't lie to yourself."
The nurse closed the door behind her softly.
To Nami, she might as well have slammed it.
Nami put her head in her black nailed hands; self hatred threatening to consume her.
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"Do you think she's okay?" Izuku pondered aloud as he stared at Nami's empty desk.
He couldn't shake the image of Nami's disfigured form hanging limp in Shōto's arms from his head.
"You didn't see her yesterday, she's mega tough." Kirishima reassured with a grin, placing his arm around Midoriya's shoulders.
Though, he didn't want to admit he was hella worried himself.
"Why would she enroll as "quirkless"? It doesn't make any sense." Denki said, completely at a loss.
After everyone was back on campus, Kirishima wasted no time filling everyone in on the battle he had witnessed.
It was unbelievable Nami was capable of so much.
"I don't trust her," Todoroki admitted, which earned a few surprised gasps from his classmates.
"I had my suspicions during the 50 meter dash. No quirkless person can run that far in under 4 seconds." Todoroki explained.
"Quirk or no quirk, who cares? I just want her to be safe." Ochako said, worried for her fallen friend.
The classroom door slid open.
Nami's eyes were glued to her shoes.
She still wore her charred gym clothes from yesterday.
Her nose was covered in bandages, a scab was formed on the center of her lower lip and greenish yellow bruises were scattered around her face.
"Nami!" Everyone yelled in a mix of relief and confusion.
Immediately everyone started bombarding her with questions.
What was her quirk exactly?
Why did she enroll as quirkless?
Was she okay?
Where were her gloves?
Nami was getting overwhelmed.
Was the room becoming smaller or was that just her claustrophobia kicking in?
"THAT'S ENOUGH!"
Tenya shielded Nami from her classmates.
"Nami, are you alright?" Iida asked her gently.
Nami looked like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car.
"I…" was all she was able to manage.
"Nami, your nails!" Ochako shouted in surprise as she watched Nami's nails change color.
"They...change color based off my emotions," Nami admitted, unable to hide her colorful nails.
"That's why you wore those gloves all the time," Midoriya concluded.
Nami meekly nodded.
Before anyone could react, a hand shot out and grabbed the back of Iida's hair.
Tenya was flung backwards and crashed into the desks of Sero and Aoyama.
"Totally not beautiful!" Yūga exclaimed.
Denki and Momo rushed to Iida's aid.
Tenya was on his back, sprawled painfully on top of the fallen desks.
His glasses had fallen off from the harsh impact.
Both of his lenses were cracked.
Ignoring the commotion behind him, Bakugō grabbed Nami by her throat and slammed her against the door frame.
"You."
Was all Bakugō said.
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