Rules of Attraction

Shy and defenseless is Christa, yet her quirk makes her the opposite. Upon enrolling into U.A. High, Christa learns the pros and cons of loving someone who could possibly burn your entire face off and someone who could freeze you to the core.

This will most likely be a bit of a reverse harem because I love both Bakugo and Todorki ;; please don't hate me.

ONE

Another day, another heroic act and another mob of reporters and cheering crowds. The blissful sound of people crying out to their saviours and having their hopes to gain even a mere glance at their beloved hero's come true. It sure does sound nice, doesn't it? Despite how pleasing and thrilling it must appear to some, to Christa it wasn't exactly giving her any 'wow' factor. Having grown up in the city, Christa had grown accustomed to the heroes who saved people everyday, but she had grown tired of it. It was always the same thing. A robbery or a villain gone rogue. That's why Christa has made it her mission to mix it up a bit. Her quirk is different from the others of which she had seen. It wasn't a mix from her mother and father's quirks. Her mother was strong and gifted whilst her father was reserved and tactical- these were some the few traits she shared and was grateful for.

"Ah!" Christa cried out, kicking her legs out from beneath the covers and stumbling away from the bed as much as she could. Her lower back throbbed from the collision between herself and the wooden floor. All this because she saw a little bug climbing up the wall that was closest to her face. No way was she going to let herself be eaten by a bug. No. Nope. Nah. Christa's tiny arms slowly lifted her up as her hands fingered the door handle before she abruptly opened the door and darted behind it, escaping her room.

Christa couldn't really be called a 'hero' as such, but in her own case she still deemed herself worthy to become a hero. Ever since she was a young girl Christa had looked up to her parents, who were both legendary heroes. They were famously known as the 'Hero Lovers'. Her mother controlled the elements, and her father had the ability to create a sonic boom that would make a scientist cry. They were strong and elite- however, they kept their daughter a secret from society and so Christa doesn't use her quirk in order to keep her identity hidden. The public knew they're daughter had a frightening quirk, so they tried their best to hide it. They wanted their child to have a normal lifestyle.

The girl looked around, seeing that her house was empty and so she made her way downstairs to find a note with her name addressed on it.

Christa,

My darling, I wish you the best of luck for your day ahead of you! Not long until the entrance exams so be sure to work hard and practice!

Love you greatly,

Mom and Dad x

Christa smiled softly towards the piece of paper as a small flower wormed its way around her finger with a light blue flower bursting from the bud suddenly. Mom… Despite the fact that Christa knew her parents were strong, she feared that one day they won't be strong enough and won't come home.

If her parents were to pass, she'd have no one to turn to. They were new to the neighbourhood and neither of her parents had siblings. Christa was home schooled to keep her safe and so she will just be another little fish in a big sea. The whole idea of being alone scared Christa, yet she liked being alone. But she was certain that there was a difference between being by yourself and being alone. Everyone wants to know they have someone to lean on, right?

8:50AM

Christa read the clock and her eyes widened. She needed to go and practice her quirk for the U.A entrance exam. It was around this time on a weekend that most people would still be in bed or not wandering around the park and so, Christa took every chance to practice. Every weekend in the early morning Christa would go to the park and work until the park became too crowded- according to her standards. After working out she'd then take a stroll and evaluate herself and note her improvements.

The girl hesitantly ran up the stairs, wary of the bug in her room and opening her window for it to leave by the time she comes home and changing. The girl now donned a black skirt and a simple black blouse. It complimented her physique well for she was a very petite thing. Her grandmother had unwillingly passed on her lack of height to her grandchild. It did sometimes make life for Christa a challenge, but her quirk was sometimes helpful. She could say she was somewhat unappreciative of her quirk. It wasn't exactly an easy thing to control and if she could she would easily swap it for her mother's elemental quirk- yet she didn't want to be so selfish. There were times when she did love her quirk, but it was just so draining and terrifying if she did not control it.

Christa slowly neared towards the door before leaving her house and locking it behind her.

You're going to get into U.A.

She had dreamed of this for her whole life; to be in U.A. Christa had never even spoken to anybody her age or had a friend for that matter, so, she was thrilled when her mother suggested she tried to enter the school. Even if she wasn't accepted onto the hero course, she could easily choose another course. This was her one moment to finally embrace being a teenager. She could be reckless and free. Christa's palms tingled at the thought and her cheeks twitched until her lips rose into a smile. How she craved the feeling of being a teenager.

Was being too well behaved such a thing? If so, Christa was. She never talked back, always did her homework on the day her tutor set it and never complained when given chores. She could be recognised as the ideal daughter, yet it was boring and lacked the excitement that she so desired.

You know, you don't need friends with me by your side.

Fin

I'm sorry this first chapter is super short. I didn't want Christa's quirk to be revealed so early on. I've planned ahead and I know when and how she's gonna worm her way into the story. I have yet to choose which guy she ends up with. I may just go with what others want. Good ole' conformity.

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