Since I'm a ghost
My old man’s hand came down to hit me, but stopped midair. I saw a faint outline of a person where his hand had stopped, and the figure fell back. The outline of the person became more clear, slowly blurring into focus until I was looking at a girl laying on the ground.
“Y/n... I can see you.”
My eyes stared into her wide e/c ones. She was beautiful, with h/l h/c hair and bright e/c eyes. My old man looked around confused, but I paid no attention to him. “Does this mean... I’m alive?” She asked. “Try to go through a wall or fly or something to test it.”
She walked over to a wall, took a deep breath and...
“What?!” She yelled, walking back into the room. “Why?” I looked just as confused as she did.
“Maybe I’m not the one. But then... who is? And why can I see you?” I don’t know why, but I felt a little... upset. She sighed in frustration, a cute little crease forming between her eyebrows.
“You should get to bed, it’s getting late,” she told me. “Plus, you have school tomorrow. Mr. Aizawa won’t like you falling asleep during training, too.” She let out a cute giggle and walked over to my room, feet hovering an inch above the floor. Then she suddenly turned back to face my old man, her eyes narrowing. He had been looking at me like I was crazy this whole time, obviously not seeing nor hearing Y/n.
“Maybe I should take you to the mental hospital too, you can be with-” I cut him off. If looks could kill, my glare was definitely murderous.
“If you dare finished that sentence,” I warned in a low voice. His jaw clenched, but he didn’t say anything else.
“Tell him that if he ever tries to hurt you again, I’ll kill him myself.” I turned and looked at Y/n.
“I’m not saying that.” She rolled her eyes in response and grabbed a piece of stray paper nearby along with a pen. After scribbling the words down, she held it up for him to see. His face paled. I bet he thought I was going crazy, talking to “nothing.” Now he sees a floating pencil and paper, writing. Then a floating threat. The corners of my lips upturned lightly into a slight smirk at his freaked-out face.
“Let’s talk to Midoriya tomorrow about it and see what he thinks,” I said, emotionlessly as I stood up and followed her into my room. She laid down on the floor beside my bed, facing me.
“It’s weird seeing you look directly at me. I’m so used to everyone looking past me, me being invisible and all. It’s weird to see someone give me such direct attention,” She whispered. I made eye contact with her e/c eyes and her face turned red as she broke the eye contact and looked away. I chuckled at her flustered state. It was nice being able to finally see her. Then she looked back at me, still kind of avoiding eye contact. “Good night Sho,” she smiled.
“Good night Y/n.”
I don’t need sleep since I’m a ghost, but I was bored so I slept. I woke up to the sound of someone walking around. I sat up and rubbed my eyes to try and wake up and floated/stood up.
“Sho?” I looked around but he wasn’t in his bed. “Huh, that’s odd.” My ankles were crossed and I floated around, trying to find him.
“Oh hey Y/n, you’re up.” I looked behind me to see Shoto making breakfast. I floated down the stairs and into the kitchen where he was at. He turned and looked directly at me, startling me. I felt my face heat up and looked away.
“I forgot you don’t eat since you’re a ghost so I made extra food,” he said.
“I mean, I can eat, I just don’t need to eat since the only purpose of eating is to help you live, and I’m not living. But like, I can.” He held out a second plate to me. I looked down, curiously at the food. He sat down at the table, gesturing for me to sit with him. I sat across from him at the low Japanese table and he handed me a pair of chopsticks. I took them and broke them apart.
“Oh wow! This is the best food I’ve had in at least a century!” My face lit up as I put a bite of his food in my mouth. He chuckled a little, his eyes held amusement.
“It’s just cold soba, it’s nothing special.” I smiled brightly at him anyway. It really was amazing, and the fact that he cooked it made it even better.
“Hey, Izu!” I shouted once I saw his bundle of green hair. He turned and looked at Shoto.
“Hey Todoroki~kun! Hi Y/n~chan!” He looked around, not knowing where to look. Sho put his hand on my head to show Izuku where to look. On instinct, I looked up so now his hand was on my face instead.
“Midoriya, come sit. We need to talk,” Sho told him. Izu nodded and they both sat down on a nearby bench. I float-laid on my stomach, facing the two. My knees were bent, ankles crossed and I rested my head in my hands.
“Soo something happened,” I started. Izu looked over in the general direction that I was. “Sho can see me now.” Izuku’s eyes widened.
“Really? How? Are you alive again? Is Todoroki~kun the ‘one’? Why can I hear you?” Izu hit me with a lot of questions at once. I laughed and ruffled his hair a little bit, causing him to blush, flustered.
“Chill out with all the questions, Izu.” He mumbled an apology and I chuckled. “We don’t exactly know how yet. I don't think I'm alive again because I can still float and go through walls and stuff. I don't know if Sho is the 'one' or not." I furrowed my eyebrows and turned over so that I was now laying on my back midair and facing the shining bright blue cloudless sky.
"That still doesn't explain how you can hear me though, and why you can't see me..."
Suddenly, I stopped floating and fell onto the ground. I groaned and looked up to find myself face to face with the girl.