User blog:=Zach~Marais=/A Difficult Love Story

In this story, you're a girl named Akira (Akira was my original OC character way back, so I decided to make that my official name as well only over the internet)

My heart pounded, not because I was running, but because I was nervous. Why, you ask, am I nervous? Well I'm not usually nervous like this. I've been to many schools before, but each time I feel lost and insecure. That's exactly how I'm feeling now. I gripped my backpack straps as I ascended the stairs and to the front doors of UA. I had a plan, and I was going to follow it, but it seemed very difficult for me to be able to focus. I glanced down at my untied shoes. God how embarrassing it would be to fall face flat in front of a whole class. I quickly bent down to tie my shoes when I saw him. Ok, I know that staring was rude, but he seemed, intimidating, almost murderous. Oh, now I see. He's chasing some green haired boy. I had to stand up because my back was starting to kill me. I looked back at the two boys. They seemed to be coming closer by the second...

The next thing I knew I was knocked down on my back. Good thing my backpack cushioned my fall...

"Oh! Um, I'm so sorry!", a voice said.

I managed to look up to see the green haired boy, his arm outstretched to help me up. I blindly allowed him help me, even though I didn't want to interact with anyone right now. I studied the face. Fleckles, green and black hair, terrible tie, big round eyes... He seemed friendly. But I knew him. It was best to pretend I never did. His name is Izuku Midoriya, hero name, Deku. And blonde haired boy from earlier is Katsuki Bakugo. Also known as Angry Pomeranian, also known as King or Lord Explosion Murderer or some snuff. Even though I knew who the two boys were, I decided to play it cool and dumb.

"It's OK, but you better next time watch where you turn," I say, rather more nervously than casually. I gulped a lump that was stuck in my throat. I wasn't afraid of Bakugo, I just don't want to see him so angry. If I had the nerve to do so, I'd protect Midoriya. Again, I can't interfere with problems that don't involve me. Right now I had to find class...

"Are you supposed to be in class 1-A?", Bakugo said, holding my schedule. The schedule! It must've fell from my hand when Deku and I collided! I quickly grabbed the paper, (not aware of my rudeness) embarrassed.

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