Heads up, you're hella OP but there are gonna be limitations so chill lolol

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"Shit man it's been two damn years and none of you smuggled in a bong?" You asked the inmates. They all just glanced at each other.

"Aren't you 15?"

"Yeah? Why?"

"No reason."

"Hey, prison guard!" You called over to him. He didn't look at you. "You got a fat blunt on you or something?" The guard sighed and didn't reply.

"Y'all go out into the courtyard for two hours a day and don't find time to roll a joint or something?"

"Is that her?" The small mouse asked the Chief. They stood in the overview, looking down at the prisoners.

"Yes. Surprisingly, she hasn't caused much trouble, much to our luck-" He was interrupted when you leaned over the table and punched the one guy in the face. The prison guards ran up to you and pulled you away from him.

"Never mind." He sighed, rubbing his five-head cause he had a receding hairline.

"Listen," he turned to Nezu, "If you're going to take her, I'm not gonna stop you, but if you die, don't say I didn't warn you." Nezu smiled a sadistic smile.

"She's perfect."

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"Yoooo~" You whined, leaning back in the chair. The next day, the guards had taken you into an interrogation room. Your wrists were cuffed to the table. "Unless I'm gonna be fucked or something, are the cuffs necessary?"

"Hello, Miss L/n," you heard a voice from the speakers.

"If this is one of your weird sex fantasies then you'll have to pay me at least."

"Unfortunately not, Miss L/n."

"Thank god. You sound like a twink." You let out a sigh. "Watchu need homie? I got like an ounce on me."

"What?" You chuckled nervously at the security guard's inquiry.

"I mean whaaaaat? Me? Drugs? Pffft. No way." Ignoring your fucked up personality, Nezu continued with his questions.

"Are you aware of U.A?" He asked.

"Well duh, it's only the big dick energy of the world," you replied with a scoff. "Why?"

"How would you feel about joining class 1-A?"

"Oh worm?" You said, "so like... I'd be a student or something?"

"I see great potential in you, L/n-san," he said, "but I will say, the Sports Festival is soon. So you'll be cutting it close." You shrugged.

"Fucking superb you funky little rat." That went easier than expected.

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The U.A building was, to put it simply, bigger than your dumb bitch energy.

"This bitch is huge," you said. The police officer next to you grunted and pushed you forward.

"If you cause even the slightest bit of trouble, you're going back," he said. You rolled your eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, I agree to the terms and service." You waved him off. He sighed and pushed you forward. He led you through the school until you got in front of the large pair of doors.

"Woah..." You looked up. "It's bigger than my self esteem." The door slid open directly in front of you and a tired man was on the other side.

"You must be Y/n L/n. We've been expecting you." He stepped to the side and allowed you to enter.

"Everyone, pay attention," he called to the class. Everyone hushed down and looked at you. At the sight of the officer next to you, they sank slightly in their seats.

"Aizawa- Sensei... who's that?" Yaororozu asked nervously from the back.

"This is Y/n L/n. She'll be joining you from now on," he replied. He looked at you with his coffee-infused eyes. "Say something about yourself."

"Okay," you shrugged, "I'm Y/n L/n, I've been in jail for two years, and this is my parole officer," you said with a bright smile.

"Kero, you're the one who killed those students from Aldera Junior High," Asui said from her seat. The atmosphere in the room seemed to tense. You let out nervous chuckles.

"Ah yeah, I did..." You said awkwardly, "That's... a not-so-proud moment of mine."

"Tch. So we have a fucking murderer in this class?" Bakugo sneered.

"K-Kacchan!" Midoriya cried. You laughed and placed your hands behind your head.

"Nah, nah, it's all gucci my noodles," you said, "If that's what you want to consider me as, then I won't stop ya."

"That's enough," Aizawa said, "Your seat is in between Todoroki and Yaororozu. Raise your hands." The dual colored uno card and the girl with gravity defying hair raised their hands. You bounded over to them carefreely.

"Remember, L/n," your parole officer said, "One misconduct, and you're through." He slid his finger across his throat for emphasis.

"You know it's slightly less threatening when you're slicing your own throat." He just glared at you with his beady, diarrhea pill-shaped eyes. "Sorry, sorry." He left the room after nodding at Aizawa. You took a seat in between the two students. Yaororozu didn't even look at you and Todoroki simply glanced at you.

"Hey, hey! What's prison like?" A pink alien girl leaned all the way over to you.

"Boring, really. I expected way more people to of been stabbed," you replied.

"No way! People were stabbed?" Denki asked back.

"Obviously, since I was the one who was doin' the stabbing."

"..."
"..."

"What, you egg?" The rest of them slowly slithered back in their seats.

"Alright, listen up," Aizawa said from the front, "The Sports Festival is in a few weeks, so I want you to take that time and train your quirks. After the recent villain attacks, it's good for you all to hone your abilities." His eyes shifted to you.

"Your quirk..." His eyes narrowed. "What is it?" All eyes turning to you.

"Uh," you intelligently replied, "Zoanthrophy, I think?"

"That's sounds cool. What is it?" Sero asked.

"Uh." You thought of an animal. A tingling sensation went down your body. With a jump, you landed on the ceiling, upside down.

"UWAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" The class roared, seeing you stick to the ceiling.

"THAT'S SO COOL!!!" Denki exclaimed.
"IT'S SO MANLY IN A WOMAN WAY!!"
"CAN YOU STICK TO ME LIKE THAT//slapped//"

"How did you do that? Is it a mutation quirk? Do you secrete special fluids to make yourself stick like that? Or are you naturally sticky like that? But what about your jumping ability, then? Surely there's no way you can do that without some form of training before hand, not to mention, the strain on your body would be so intense..."

You glanced away from the rambling broccoli.

"Is he always like this?"

"Yeah, he gets really excited over other people's quirks and abilities," Ochaco replied with a smile.

"Oh, so like... he's not on LSD?" The others shook their heads. You plopped down from the ceiling and back onto your desk.

"Thing is, it's not anything like you said," you said to Midoriya, "Basically, I can use and imitate animal traits and abilities."

"Oh! Can you do a cheetah?" Denki asked, leaning close to you. You nodded.

"Yep." You thought of the fast pussy and suddenly, you felt as light as a feather. With a zoom, you flew past the others in a gust of wind.

"HAYUK!!!" Except you couldn't control your speed and you went flying into the wall next to Aizawa. With a flop, you fell back first to the floor. You groaned, rubbing your bleeding nose.

"Yeah... speed and tight rooms... aren't a good match." Some of them laughed at you while the others gazed in sympathy. Midoriya thought he was gonna shit himself any minute.

Ja ne!

{Ruby Red}