ultraviolet pt. 1 - BAKUGOU
A descendant of a legendary quirk longs to separate herself from her family name, but first she'll have to confront villains, ghosts from the past, and her growing attraction for Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.
Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x OP!fem!oc
Warnings: swearing
In the MHA/BNHA canon, there are already characters named Twice, Momo, and Mina, and all of them are Japanese. As a Kpop fan, I felt compelled to add a Sana to complete the set
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The first recorded quirk was of a baby in Qing Qing City who could radiate light from her body.
That baby later grew up to have her own family, who started their own, and so on. The cycle repeated itself again and again, with each new generation engaging in quirk marriages specifically designed to strengthen the original power passed down to them so many years ago.
The last coupling of a descendant, Yoichi Sakano, and a woman named Suzume Takahashi had produced the strongest holder yet—a daughter named Sana.
And so, our story begins.
Today officially marks the beginning of the rest of my life.
For the next three years, Sana Sakano would be attending the prestigious U.A High, the highest ranked heroics school in the country. After finishing in the top 5 of the recommendations exam, Sana knew firsthand how steep the competition would be. It wouldn't be an easy climb to the top, that was for sure, especially when she knew she'd have to face off against ridiculously talented people like Shoto Todoroki.
The two teens had known each other since they were toddlers, having first met after receiving their quirks. Enji Todoroki had wanted someone to push his masterpiece to his limits and force Shoto to work harder. Of course, Sana's father had no problems offering his daughter as a training partner for the son of the Number Two Hero. Endeavor had initially introduced Sana to the half-and-half boy as "a necessary obstacle to overcome if he were to surpass All Might in the future." But the head of the Todoroki family hadn't anticipated for the human punching bag he'd gifted his creation to strike back as hard as she did.
That first training session had ultimately ended in Sana's loss, but she'd put up one hell of a fight.
At first, the two children couldn't stand the sight of the other. Their fathers weren't arranging play dates like normal parents; no, whenever the two kids were together, it meant pain was coming. They'd been pitted against each other from the start. Not having a chance to properly introduce themselves led to a lot of misunderstandings during their first year of training. But as time passed and they grew to acknowledge and appreciate the other as a person, the rivalry eventually evolved into an unlikely friendship.
Sana checked her phone for any notifications, only to be disappointed that there was nothing from the candy cane-haired male she'd once called her best friend. Something between them had changed, and the peach-haired girl wasn't sure how to make things right again.
It all started a few months ago, with Endeavor canceling their training sessions indefinitely. Since then, Shoto had been more reserved than usual, growing more and more distant. It was like the closer they got to attending U.A, the more he seemed to pull away and withdraw into himself.
Now, Shoto had never been a warm and fuzzy person to begin with. It just wasn't his nature. But there were times that he'd lowered his guard enough to allow Sana to see beyond the ice prince persona he'd built over the years.
Apart from Rei, Sana was probably the only person that knew who Shoto Todoroki really was. They'd grown up together. She'd been by his side during his lowest moments and vice versa. Sana knew all of his weaknesses just as he knew her's. She'd seen the kindness Shoto kept tucked away behind a wall of ice, the quiet passion that burned within his chest. A fire that hadn't been lit by Shoto's father, but in an ironic twist, his mother. A roaring flame that fueled his desire to do good, to be a better man than the poor example he'd been made to follow.
But now there was a chasm separating the two childhood friends. A gaping wound that neither knew how—or on his part, willing—to repair.
Months had passed since Shoto had last spoken to her. Without their weekly training sessions, Sana had been forced to prepare for U.A's recommendation exam alone. She'd seen the dual-haired male in passing during the tests, but he'd coldly brushed her off every time she'd tried to approach him or offer words of encouragement.
"My first day of high school, and I have no friends." Sana pouted, brushing imaginary wrinkles out of her teal skirt as she worried over her reflection one last time. She chose to leave her hair down, but packed a ribbon just in case she needed to tie it back later. This should be fun. She scooped up her backpack on her way downstairs, tossing a strap over her shoulder.
At the head of the dining table reading the newspaper was her father. His pale orange hair was styled perfectly, as expected. A few gray hairs lined his temples. The full plate of food placed before him sat untouched. The light streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows cast a glare on his rectangular frames, making his expression unreadable. Sana took a deep breath before taking her seat at the table. Yoichi spared her a glance, clearing his throat to get her attention.
"So, today's the day, huh." It was a statement, not a question.
"Yes, sir." Sana answered, avoiding his icy blue eyes and picking at her breakfast.
Chocolate chip and banana pancakes, her favorite growing up. They were even arranged into a happy face on her plate. Umi, the head maid of the house, obviously wanted to celebrate the joyous occasion.
"My little sunflower is going to be a hero!" She'd told anyone who would listen for the past week. Umi's endless love for a child that wasn't her's to care for had always taken Sana by surprise. Maybe because she wasn't accustomed to receiving open affection.
Not anymore, that is.
"Kids these days have such foolish aspirations, don't you think?" he scoffed, picking up where he'd left off reading. "Heroes," he said with a condescending laugh. He raised a hand to his lips. "People parading around in ridiculous costumes, calling each other childish names." His hand fell, revealing an empty, practiced smile; the only one she'd ever seen him wear, even in rare family photos or during his numerous appearances on TV.
"They're only trying to make themselves feel more important than they actually are."
Just like you, she wanted to say. Sana swallowed her anger, her knuckles turning white as she tightened her grip on her silverware before forcing herself to relax.
"They're tacky and distasteful, yet you insist on ruining my reputation by chasing a pipe dream." Yoichi lectured, shaking his head in shame. "I thought I'd raised you better. But if setting yourself up for failure is the only way for you to accept your place in this world, then so be it."
Sana lowered her head and pushed her chair away from the table to stand. His sharp gaze followed her retreating figure.
"Leaving already?" He gestured towards her abandoned plate. "You've hardly touched your meal." Sana paused in the archway leading from the dining room to the entranceway.
Moments like these made Sana miss when she was younger, before she got her quirk. The times when it seemed like her mother's love-filled treats could take away any and all pain; from scraped knees and mild bruises to crushed spirits and emotional scars left in the wake of her father's "motivational" speeches.
Unfortunately, Umi's recipe didn't have the same effects. The once sweet meal had turned to ash on her tongue the moment her father had opened his mouth.
"I lost my appetite."
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Rather than taking one of the town cars like her father had suggested on her way out, Sana chose to make the twenty minute trip to U.A High on foot. It was purely out of spite, but she refused to think about that man any longer. She wouldn't let him ruin what was, so far, the most important day of her existence.
Her skin tingled pleasantly as she soaked in the warm ultraviolet rays in the atmosphere. She could already feel her energy levels replenishing what little she'd lost getting ready.
Sana couldn't help but let her mind wander during her peaceful morning walk. She honestly wasn't sure what to expect for the day. No doubt a nationally ranked school like U.A would be different from her past schools. Surely they wouldn't have students attend something as normal as orientation when they could be doing something far more productive. That would be the most rational option, right?
But what would they have us do instead? Sana tapped her chin thoughtfully. Are we expected to start training as soon as the first bell rings?
Up ahead, the front gates of U.A could be seen, the H shaped building piercing the sky. Kids her age and older were hanging around the courtyard, exploring the enormous campus and getting to know each other. Sana passed them all quickly, wanting to reach her classroom and make at least one friend before classes began. She'd need someone to sit with at lunch, since she doubted Shoto could be bothered to do so.
After wandering the halls for a few minutes, Sana finally found the correct door. Class 1-A had a rather large entrance, though she figured it was necessary since the school was expected to provide access for all types of quirks and mutations.
Sliding the door open, Sana was immediately greeted with a few polite hellos that she happily returned. Picking out her desk, she placed her bag in the seat and turned to observe the people around her. Only a small portion of the class had arrived so far. It'd be another fifteen or so minutes before classes began, which gave Sana plenty of time to get to know her peers. In the next row sat a girl with an edgy haircut.
First target acquired.
The girl, Jirou, was a little shy at first, but she opened up more once the topic of music came up. Both Tokoyami and Shoji were men of very few words, so Sana ended up doing most of the talking. Not that she minded, of course. She was used to carrying conversations after spending most of her life with such a stoic boy like Todoroki.
Momo and Iida automatically stuck out as private school types, with their unnaturally straight posture and overly polite mannerisms. Iida, being the more enthusiastic of the two, had energetically greeted the peach-haired girl and shared his hopes for the school year all while performing stiff, robotic movements with his arms. Momo had been more reserved, but just as warm and welcoming as the blue-haired boy.
Sana remembered seeing the girl's spiky ponytail at the recommendation exams.
Mina Ashido, an excitable B-girl with rosy skin, bubblegum curls, and black sclera quickly wormed her way into Sana's heart. The two formed an instant sisterhood after discovering their shared love of fashion, dance, and cherry flavored lipgloss. Mina, being the social butterfly that she is, took it upon herself to introduce Sana to a former classmate of her's named Eijiro Kirishima.
With his scarlet spikes and sunny smile, Kirishima had caught everyone's attention as soon as he'd stepped foot in the room. Standing beside him was a derpy blonde with a black lighting bolt streaking through his hair.
The blonde's eyes lit up after landing on Sana. When he'd noticed the two girls approaching them, he'd nearly short circuited. "Jeez," he rubbed a hand behind his neck, his cheeks glowing in embarrassment. "You're so beautiful I forgot my pickup line."
"Well, you're not so bad yourself, uh...?"
"The name's Denki Kaminari," he held a thumb to his chest proudly. "But you can call me yours." Both girls laughed at the cheesy pick up lines he continued to fire at the peach-haired girl, Sana found the hopeless flirt to be charming in a goofy kind of way. Kirishima, of course, was a precious bean, with his shy, sharktooth smile and obsessive use of the word "manly."
That's it, Sana thought as Mina told the group embarrassing stories from their middle school days, making Kirishima's face burn as red as his freshly-dyed hair. I'm officially adopting him as my child.
Overall, she had a good feeling about Class 1-A... well, except for a pervert named Mineta. Already, he'd tried to peek up the girls' skirts.. Sana had punted the little germ across the room like a football before he could try anything else, much to Iida's horror.
"Next time he tries something like that, I'll blind him," she'd threatened, tuning out the bluenette's long lecture about respect and classroom etiquette and blah blah blah.
Mina gasped, nudging Sana's arm. "Check out the class hottie!" She pointed, not even trying to be subtle. "He's giving off broody, mysterious vibes." Seated in the very back of the classroom was a devastatingly handsome guy with hair split straight down the middle—one half a stark white, the other a rich crimson.
Shoto Todoroki.
"Yeah," Sana agreed halfheartedly, averting her gaze. "Very mysterious."
Gray and turquoise eyes landed on her figure briefly before turning towards the window. Sana could've sworn she felt the temperature of the room plummet a few degrees, much like her spirits.
We'll be seeing each other every day now.
The thought gave her a flicker of hope. Sana wanted nothing more than to have her friend back. He'd avoided her like the plague during their final year of middle school. Sharing a class meant that he would be forced to acknowledge her at some point, so until then, all she had to do was wait.
The classroom had rapidly filled up while the girls had been chatting with Kirishima and Kaminari. When Sana finally returned to her seat a few minutes before the bell, she was surprised to find that a majority of the desks were now occupied, including the one directly in front of her. The only defining feature she could make out was his spiky, ash blonde hair. Sana gingerly reached out to tap his shoulder, only to quickly retract her hand as he whipped around to glare at her.
"The hell do you want, extra?" A low, raspy voice flowed over her, vermilion eyes burning into her own.
Sana took a moment to admire the boy's features. He had a well-defined jaw, though his cheeks still held some baby fat. Straight white teeth were bared in a grimace. His skin was smooth and golden, which further complimented his fair hair and brightly colored eyes. He was very attractive, despite the permanent scowl on his face. He looked familiar too, like she'd seen him before, though she was sure they'd never met until today. I'm positive that I've seen that untamable hair somewhere...
Then his words finally sunk in.
"I have a name, you know." Sana grit her teeth while maintaining a saccharine smile. "Sana Sakano."
His eyes narrowed even more at her response. "You think I give a shit? You're just another stepping stone on my way to the top." He tsked before turning to face the front of the room once again. Plum-red irises glowed faintly as she imagined her eyes burning holes through his obnoxiously large head.
The blonde then proceeded to lean back and prop his feet up on the desk, which immediately earned him a lecture from a certain blue-haired student. "Take your feet off of that desk now!" Iida demanded.
"Huh?" The blonde leaned back in his chair languidly.
With him so close, Sana caught a sweet scent clinging to his hair and clothes. Is that... caramel? She almost snorted at the irony. A sweet smell to balance out the sour attitude, maybe?
"It's the first day and you're already disrespecting this academy by scuffing school property, you cretin!" Iida continued to scold him, not that the boy sitting in front of her seemed to care.
"You're kidding me, right? Your old school put a stick up your ass or were you born with it?"
Sana slapped a hand to her mouth, shoulders shaking with muffled laughter at his brazen attitude. Next to her, Jirou also struggled to hide her amusement. Who is this guy?! Seriously, is he bold or just plain stupid? she wondered, trying and failing to compose herself. He's making enemies before class has even started!
As Iida tried to diffuse the ticking time bomb that was... whoever the guy was, Sana noticed a small, green-haired boy frozen in the doorway, watching the odd interaction with wide, fearful eyes. The two stopped bickering and turned as the class fell into a hushed silence. Everyone was looking at the freckled teen, muttering amongst themselves.
What's going on? Sana looked around the room curiously. She heard someone mention the boy's performance during the entrance exam.
Ahhh, so that's it.
Sana tilted her head, observing the average-looking boy. At first glance, he seemed pretty ordinary. He didn't appear to be a threat, but she knew all too well that looks can be deceiving. Well whatever he did must have left quite an impression.
The broccoli-haired boy, Izuku Midoriya he later introduced himself, was visibly flustered with all the attention suddenly focused on him. Iida walked over to him and the two exchanged a few words. Sana heard a low growl coming from the gremlin she had the honor of sitting behind for the rest of the year. If looks could kill, there was no doubt that Midoriya would already be six feet under.
Hmm. Sana glanced back and forth, noticing a tension between the two. Do they, perhaps, know each other?
A girl with a brown bob and pink cheeks soon entered the scene, throwing exaggerated punches as she babbled happily with Midoriya and Iida. The trio stood in the doorway of the classroom and spoke for a few moments before-
"If you're just here to make friends, then you can pack up your stuff now."
A deadpan, disembodied voice silenced the entire room. Turning slowly, they noticed an extremely sleep-deprived man with long, raven hair lying in a mustard-yellow sleeping bag on the floor.
"They'll really let just anyone in nowadays, huh?" Sana leaned forward to whisper teasingly beside Blondie's ear. When he turned to snarl at her, she gave him an innocent, close eyed smile.
"Welcome to U.A's hero course." The rugged-looking, ebony-haired man fished out a juice box from the depths of his sleeping bag, downing it in one gulp. Sana was both fascinated and horrified by the sight.
Where was he keeping that this whole time?!
The disheveled-looking man reluctantly climbed to his feet and removed himself from the sleeping bag. "It took eight seconds before you all shut up. That's not gonna work. Time is precious. Rational students would understand that." He assessed the class with hooded, bloodshot eyes. "Hello, I'm Shouta Aizawa. Your teacher."
This guy is a Pro? Sana observed him closely, but still couldn't identify the hero. "Right, let's get to it." He rifled through his sleeping bag before pulling out a gym outfit. "Put these on and head outside."
How is he storing so many things in there? Sana was in awe of this man. Is this Hogwarts or U.A?!
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Staff Board 📓 (About Me)
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Likes: WATERMELON, Strawberries, MINT CHOCO CHIP ICECREAM, YAKULT, ferrets, cats, Kazuha's aesthetic, rain, autumn/winter, mint tea
Dislikes: Coriander, Zucchini, Tomato soup, unexpected plans on spot with little time, parties/gatherings, grapes/wine/alcohol, Stress
Kins: Edogawa Ranpo, Kaedehara Kazuha, Kunikida Doppo, Sigma, Miya Osamu, Beast!Akutagawa, Hiori Yo
Fav Manga/Animes: Bungo Stray Dogs, Sk8 the Infinity, Blue Lock, Blue Period
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⠀𝐈.⠀────⠀ANIMANGA MASTERLIST
HAIKYUU
hinata shoyo, kageyama tobio, tsukishima kei, sakusa kiyoomi, motoya komori, atsumu miya, osamu miya, oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, kuroo tetsurou, kenma kozume, bokuto koutarou, akaashi keiji, kita sheinsuke, suna rintarou ( + more )
BLUE LOCK
isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, nagi sehisirou, hyoma chigiri, rensuke kunigami, reo mikage, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, kenyu yukimura, ryusei shindou.
JUJUTSU KAISEN
itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro, nobara kugisaki, maki zenin, inumaki toge, yuta okkotsu, gojo satoru, ryomen sukuna, suguru geto, noritoshi kamo, kasumi miwa, kento nanami, choso, toji fushiguro.
DEMON SLAYER
tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, inosuke hashibira, genya shinazugawa, giyuu tomioka, sanemi shinazugawa, iguru obanai, mitsuri kanroji, rengoku kyojuro, akaza, douma, muichiro tokito ( + more )
BLUE PERIOD
yatora yaguchi, ryuji ayukawa, yotasuke takahashi, haruka hashida, maki kunawa.
MY HERO ACADEMIA
hawks, dabi, aizawa shouta, denki kaminari, kirishima eijirou, izuki midoriya, bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, hitoshi shinsou, neito monoma, sero hanta, mirko, shigaraki tomura ( + more )
MISC
ohshc, assasination classroom, spy x family, kabaneri of the iron fortress, that time i got reincarnated as a slime, kemono jihen, naruto.
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