Shadowfollowed

You glanced around at the wooded environment your assignment placed you. You were given a more heroic assignment to make a good public impression on people along with the rest of the 1A students from U.A. but this time things were more dangerous as each group had to apprehend a wanted solo villain. Midoriya had been taken for a special independent assignment so the class wouldn’t have any students left out of the pairings. You were partnered with the level headed Tsuyu Asui for the job. Being that there was no water in the area put her frog-like quirk at a disadvantage. You were a little nervous to be paired with her, considering she w

Kirishima sighed and looked across the classroom at his crush. He had to move quickly if he didn’t want other guys to seize her heart first before he even had the chance to get a word in. “Kaminari, what should I do? Do I tell her how I feel?” Kirishima leaned forward to whisper to his friend as the blonde leaned back and smirked “Do something flashy to get her attention, then casually ask her on a date” he flashed a thumbs up as Kirishima nodded and smiled. (y/n) sat towards the front of the class at a little desk beside the teacher’s desk as a special addition transfer student. Her high recommendations,

~Little bread-and-butterflies kiss the tulips And the sun is like a toy balloon There are get-up-in-the-morning glories In the golden afternoon~ “It is high time you start acting a lady and learn to love the country you’ll inherit one day!” Caroline huffed at you as you folded your arms and scowled at her. You were the sole heir to the Kamabakka kingdom that your parental figure Ivankov left you. Since Ivankov was imprisoned, Caroline was substitute queen and tutor to you for preparing to accept the title of Queen should Ivankov retire or perish. Your natural tomboyish nature spurned you to resist all the more. “What

~Baby mine, don't you cry Baby mine, dry your eyes Rest your head close to my heart Never to part Baby of mine~ You nervously followed behind one of your elder maids as you made your way down the corridor. You were fortunate not to be a servant for the direct royal family, you got to serve the bed ridden queen mother. All you knew was that she was ill and that your duty was to bring her food and medicine and tend to her wishes or requests. “Hello?” you knocked as you opened the door as a young woman with medium blonde hair turned and smiled at you. “You must be (y/n), my new serving girl” she chirped as you shyly nod