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Just a little something more serious than usual.

Warning: A warning for a lot of themes such as violence, abuse of both physical and sexual kind, prostitution, depression and anxiety. If you are uncomfortable with these things please do not read. You have been warned.

Also this is a Au universe. No quirks in this one.

I don't own anything.

She always dreamed of a fairy tale ending in her life. The ones where knights saved princesses from dragon infested castles that deranged kings put them in. The one's where true love was magical and beautiful that it banished the evils of the world of wicked people.

The ones were friendship was strength and being accepted lifted the burdens of one's past off their shoulders. Maybe even the ones where you learned a lesson in the form of riddle or puzzle that unlocked some form of knowledge.

Fairy tales were all the hope that she needed to believe in as a little girl.

The one's her mother told her when she was younger always brought a smile to her face. It always made the times that they shared at least a little better. She never questioned the bruises that appeared on her mother's usually flawless face. Her mother would only smile at her and tell her everything will be ok, but with a black eye...it was hard to believe her sometimes.

Looking back at it now she wished that her mother would have told her the truth more. To be able to express the pain in her light brown eyes that dulled over time.

Maybe if she had done something sooner would her mother be more rejuvenated? Less anxious about father coming home? More willing to spend time with her?

Love was suppose to form between two people who cared deeply for eachother.

Yet why did father bring home girls younger than mother?

Families were suppose to be United and loving.

Yet father would beat us just for existing in his presence.

The phrase ,"Ignorance is bliss", was the term that kept whatever sliver of happiness in her mother's life at bay.

Yet the blood from her body was still etched in living room carpet...

Parent's are always suppose to support and protect their children. To always teach them life lessons of what was right and what was wrong. To instill honest morals into their children's lives.

Yet father was never a moral person...neither was the mistress after mother's passing.

At the age of 7 she learned that life wasn't fair. That life wasn't like the bright fairy tales she always read about.

No, life was the exact opposite of fairy tales.

In life you'd always get the bad ending.

10 years later.

Here we see same little girl grow up to become a young beautiful woman. Her light brownish orange hair reaching towards her shoulder in a simple fashion. Healthy facial features as her skin held a natural glow keeping her complexion clear and flawless.

Her lips full and lush with a hint of gloss to give off a small level of sex appeal. Just the smallest amount of mascara to liven up her eyelashes to emphasis her light brown eyes.

Next she worked on her eyebrows to give them a fuller look. She avoided eyeliner until she really needed it.

Today was a special day and she hoped she didn't have to go all out, but first impression were important.

Once finished she looked at her reflection in her vanity mirror while striking various play poses and various facial expressions.

First she focused on various expressions of emotions to elaborate with certain moods when talking to people. Expressions such a smile can mean a equalivant of various emotions.

So she always practiced it every morning before school.

1 hour everyday devoted to smiling.

After the first 5 minutes of every practice the urge to cry was always the first barrier. It took her two years to keep from tearing up at the smallest things.

Than the urge to gouge her eyes out from their sockets was the next urge she tried to oppress. The eyes of her mother always stared back at her during these practice sessions.

Once the hour was over she'd put on her new school uniform with just a bit of excitement.

She had successfully transferred school after she had moved into her new living space.

A fresh start.

A real start in her new life.

She wondered what her new school would be like.

Fully dressed In her new stylish uniform she made her way to the train to be able to make it to school. It was a 20 minute train ride through Musutafu to get to her new school.

She felt extraordinarily lucky to get into an elite school like U.A high. Sure she wasn't the run of the mill genius, but she made up for in persistence. Those "Study sessions" weren't just for making money.

Finally boarding the train she sighed Contently at the fact of how good her luck was getting so far. She could smile,but she had felt something brush against her ass.

Turning slightly she felt the body of someone pressing against her back as she was forced up against the train's main operating doors. She felt trapped as the the person before was actually shielding her from the other's on the rather crowded train.

"Thank you Sir I thou-" She was cut off by a sweat hand covering her mouth as she struggled to speak. The man behind her was sweating profusely as he held her in place.

"F-Forgive me for this..." The man spoke as his other hand feriously grabbed his belt buckle. His hot breathe smelled rancid to her,but she knew it was pointless in a situation like this.

She felt something hot rub against her skirt as the man used the hand that covered her mouth to grab on firmly to her left breast.

The man himself being impatient in his actions let off a very weak discharge against her as he slumpt against her body.

The train doors opened up again and she exited the train calmly to reach the closest restroom. Once she was in the stall she calmly unzipped her skirt as grabbed a handful of tissues to rub off the slimey substance iff her skirt.

Checking her phone for the time she sighed as she already knew she was gonna be late.

"Well it's better to be fashionably late I gues... "

He breathed in deeply as his legs felt like lead from the run to his new school. Damp green locks clung to his forehead as sweat dripped down his face.

Today was the first day of U.A. and let's just say...he was running more than a bit late.

"Ahhhh!?! I knew I shouldn't have stayed up watching reruns of the old All-Might series?!?!"

As he was running his saw the rather large building of U.A highschool. His eyes widened as he reached the entrance of the building with renewed vigor.

"T-This is it!?! My chance to become the greatest...all it takes is just one step."

As he took his first step into his righteous path, the beginning of his fresh start...he tripped.

As he began to fall the bleakness of his future began to fade away as the ground began to look closer than he expect.

"Welp I'm a failure...I'm sorry mom I tried."

A hand had grabbed his collar before he could finished falling he looked uo to see a girl with light brownish orange hair. She had a perplexed look as she looked down at him curiously.

"You're totes lighter than you look. Woulda been like pretty bad if you fell." She spoke with gentleness as she helped him back up. He took a moment to look at her as he felt memorized by her beauty.

"Well I'll see you around Greenie!" She said as she began walking away from him with a smile.

"M-Midoriya...Izuku.." He tried saying,but stuttered half way. He felt like an idiot for just saying his name out loud, but the girl that saved him gave a nonchalant look.

"How cute. Camie Utsushimi, let's not be late on our first day greenie!" She said walking off to her class as the sunlight reflected off her hair in an angelic manner.

Izuku watched as she walked away from his sight of view,but it was not only out memorization of beauty,but he was confused on her expression.

"Why did her expression...seem so fake?"He didn't finish his thoughts as the first bell rang ,making him late for his first class.

"I CAN'T BE LATE ON THE FIRST DAY?!?!?"

A/N

This was a bit of hard one ,but there's hardly any with camie in it so let's do it!

Thank you for reading and please review!