For the past week, class 3-A and 3-B have been training together after lunch for their last class, hero battle training. In preparation for the sports festival which was in three days. Today they were going to USJ for team building and battle assimilations. These trainings were a big deal because class 3-A and 3-B have had a rivalry since their first year. Well, more from a specific student from 3-B than everyone else.

Y/n for these types of training would always were her gym uniform since she did not have a hero suit at the time and would always watch from the sidelines and talk strategy with Aizawa. Giving her opinion on why students made those decisions. It was something Aizawa was helping her train in, not just using her quirk but her tactical skills as well.

Aizawa learned, his daughter was a very good tactician, great at reading people.

It was a relief for him because her quirk was not very powerful against combat. She would have to use her own strength and be quick on her toes to not get hurt, just like him and Hitoshi had to be. However, for today's training Aizawa wanted her to join the students. He fully believed she was ready and also; her hero suit was finally ready.

Mina and Momo stole her from Izuku, Katsuki and Shouto before they could protest and rushed her to the girl's locker room with her silver suitcase – the number twenty-two in green bright print. Mina practically shoved the suitcase to Y/n and pushed her to change in one of the stalls, because the girls knew she never liked to change in front of anyone for the fear of them seeing her scars.

She ushered Y/n to hurry up so they could see her in her suit for the first time. They were very excited to see what she came up with, and that she was going to participate for today's practice events. They saw her use her quirk a couple of times while training with her boyfriends or brother. However, today they will see the full extent of her quirk.

They've been wanting to know how much Y/n has learned from the big three since spending most of her time with them.

"You don't have to wait for me, y-you can go outside if you like." Y/n mumbled from inside the stall.

"Nuh uh, if we leave, you're never coming out." Mina crossed her arms and nudged Momo to help her out.

"Come out I'm sure you look wonderful." Momo encouraged her dear friend. After not hearing a word from the girl, Momo gave Mina a worried look that she reciprocated. "What's wrong Y/n?"

"I don't know." Y/n's voice was quieter than usual, whispering the words while getting on her knees and pushing her back on the stall. "It's very tight and see through. Why would they even make it like this..."

"Is everything okay?"

Y/n heard a quiet and concerned voice speak from the other side.

"Oh! Ochako! We're trying to have Y/n come out of the stall but she's being extremely shy." Mina looked over towards her friend nervously, afraid to say anything that would make her want to leave.

Since Y/n came to U.A., Mina and Ochako's friendship has been up in the air.

The brunette girl wouldn't come up to her or confide in her anymore. She mainly stayed with Tsuyu and when she wasn't with her, Mina saw how isolated she became. And it wasn't done on purpose, everyone would always invite her everywhere. Tenya making a lot of efforts to have her join the class. However, whenever Ochako saw Izuku and Y/n tagging along, always being in their own little world and not paying attention to anyone else, she always refused.

It didn't go unnoticed by the love birds either. They just didn't know how to approach the subject with the cute brunette girl if she never gave a chance to anyone to speak with her. She would always either be in her room, training by herself or in hero work studies at Ryuko Tatsuma's agency, the number nine pro hero.

"Um..."

Y/n thought the girl would have left by now when she heard it was Y/n who was on the other side of the stall having a mental breakdown. Y/n was respectful towards the space Ochako needed, she was serious when she made it her mission to become friends with the girl, but only when she was ready.

However, what she didn't expect was for soft knocks to be heard on the other side.

"Aizawa, can you tell us what's wrong? Does it feel uncomfortable." Ochako used her adopted surname out of respect to not step out of any boundaries.

Startled at first, Y/n whispered after a pause with a quiver in her voice. "It's my scars..."

"If you come out, we call tell you if we see them or not? You could always change into your gym uniform if you want to... We may not have scars like yours, but I promise we will never judge you. You shouldn't be ashamed of them." Ochako breathing in, her smile wavered as she tried to reassure her classmate, "I'm sure Deku wants to see you in your hero suit, he seemed excited after you told him in class."

Ochako, didn't hate Y/n. It was just awkward to transition to this new life she was living. She knew Izuku was going to move on eventually, but to watch it happen so soon and with someone as kind as Y/n had her feel out of place. And how could she hate her?

Y/n was making the person she loved happy, even if it wasn't being done by her anymore. Ochako was truly grateful Y/n came when she did to help him. She didn't regret her decision; she still believes it was the right one to take. However, that did not take away the difficulty of seeing him look at someone else the way he used to look at her.

Sometimes, she even saw him with a different look she never saw directed towards herself when they were together and that hurt.

It would take time to see him with someone else and not feel that hurtful tug in her heart. A part of her would always love him, they were together for a long time, and they were best friends too. How could someone forget about their friend that quickly without feeling like their insides were turning? How could someone forget all those memories, without replaying them over and over again in their mind when they saw them smile in someone else's direction.

And as if Y/n could feel Ochako's turmoil, her eyes widened with the immense pain she could feel on the other side of the wall separating the girls.

Was that Ochako's?

She's never felt emotions this intense that weren't connected to her boyfriends. Sure, she's felt some of other's people's emotions, like Momo when she's with Yosetsu, or Mina's excitement, Eri's love towards her favorite snack. Still, none of them have felt as intense as how Ochako was feeling right now.

Katsuki, Shouto and Izuku were still trying to figure out why she would feel anything in the first place if she swore, she hadn't connected with anyone else. It made no sense. If she inherited her mother's telepathic quirk added with Aizawa's, Nemuri's and Hizashi's mutated quirk and her father was quirkless. How was she able to feel other's emotions at times?

Without a family tree of her mother and father's family history quirks, they've been coming up blank with answers.

"Yeah! I think I even saw Bakugou blush when you told them about your suit." Mina interrupting the squeeze Y/n was still feeling from Ochako's emotions. Trying to make the conversation not as depressing because of the break-up and to keep her distant friend stay a little longer with them.

Y/n closed her eyes and felt her chest ache for Ochako.

Here was the brunette girl trying to help her, even though she was probably hurting for even talking to her in the first place.

They were right, her boyfriends were on the other side waiting for her. Shouto and Izuku helped her in choosing the material that would probably be best for her quirk. Katsuki helped her with the design and colors, because according to him anyone else's help would have been a joke and he wasn't going to let, in his words, his 'important shitty person or whatever' walk around looking like a clown.

She could already see Izuku wanting to analyze her suit for what he called 'her own notebook of hero analysis'. Still not understanding why Izuku found her quirk so fascinating if it was more for support than combat. However, if Y/n kept training the way she did, she could work like her father and brother.

Aizawa's and Hitoshi's quirk weren't flashy either, or super strong like her boyfriends were. However, that didn't mean her family couldn't keep up with them. It just depended on how they used their quirk, and how they used their hand-to-hand combat battle skills.

However, Y/n was trying hard not to hyperventilate for what she had on. When the four of them worked on her hero suit, she didn't expect it to be like this. She wondered if someone else messed with the design, it was too provocative and nothing close to what she submitted. She was sure her father would flip when he saw her. It's not that any skin was actually out in the open, but with the material of it, it's like there was nothing covering her at all.

Taking a deep breath and standing up from her crouched position with courage. Courage, she received from Ochako's words she unlocked the door.

If Ochako could take this big step to talk to her and help her, surely Y/n could step out in front of her friends. Because they all did become friends with her, welcoming her with open arms and including her in everything as if she's been with them from the start of their time in U.A.

With eyes downcast and heels clicking the tile floor with every step she took out of her safe zone, Y/n tried to hide herself in the silk longline tuxedo jacket in all black that her hero suit came with.

The material she ordered was perfect for her quirk, it would trap the smoke inside the threads of the material and whenever she was ready to use it, she could release it. Since sometimes when she would sweat excessively, her quirk would let smoke out of her body to compensate for her and not get quirked herself. A side effect of her body not being compatible with her quirk.

If it would have been her original quirk, she was sure the smoke would not harm her. It was something new they discovered when Y/n seemed intoxicated as though she was drinking even though they were only training. It was concluded since she didn't wear the quirk suppressant cuff anymore since being rescued, she's never experienced this before. They figured they hadn't seen this when they first started training either because they weren't training her as hard as they were doing it now.

It was funny to see Aizawa freaking out from her drunken state until Hitoshi threw a bucket of water on Y/n, completely shutting off the effects of her stumbling around and acting silly. Y/n at first was confused, then mad when she was soaking wet and trembling from the cold.

Let's just say Hitoshi had to hide from his sister for a week, afraid she would take revenge on him.

Izuku had taken full responsibility since this happened on his watch, being extremely careful afterwards and made sure to switch their endurance training to swimming instead since she would be submerged in water. Her smoke would not come out at all, her sweat being washed away by the chlorine water. Shouto also made sure to use is ice whenever they trained hand-to-hand. Once he saw her sweat to the point where he could see it turn into the pink smoke, he automatically erupted the training room in ice.

Y/n was never found of that either.

Ochako was now standing behind Mina and Momo, quietly observing behind the scenes, she didn't want to overstep. She and Y/n weren't close, nor friends, they were only classmates. Even if she helped her, she didn't feel like she should be involved in this moment. While the girl was trying to make herself invisible, Mina and Momo reached out towards Y/n with open arms. Reassuring her with their kind words and gestures.

"Come on sweetie, you can open the coat." Momo cooed to a nervous Y/n.

Mina nodded eagerly. "Even though you already look bad ass in that, you should let it fall open. It's okay Y/n, you know we would never see you as anything less than extraordinary."

"Mina is right. And your scars are a part of you Y/n, they're not ugly, they're unique and beautiful. Showing the world how much of a survivor and strong woman you are. It's time for you to see it too." Momo held out her hands for Y/n to take.

Y/n nodding slowly and letting go of shaking breaths, let go of the tight grip she had on the material that was covering her. Letting the opening come undone to show what was underneath. Her eyes were threatening to spill with unshed tears. Reaching out with shaking hands and taking Momo's kind awaiting hands.

An anxiety attack was forming in the pits of her stomach. Trying to focus on their smiles that hadn't faltered rather than on what she was feeling.

Hearing Mina gasp had Y/n worried she scared the girl from the gruesome scars. However, Mina looked at her with such a wide grin and tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. This was such a huge step for the scared girl. Since she's known her, Y/n always covered up everything, besides her neck, hands, and feet. This was the first time, she saw Y/n's silhouette.

"Oh my god, Y/n! You are a goddess. Look at all those curves you've been hiding. Guuuuurl! I'm so jealous... and are those abs I, see?! When did you get those?! You're so freaking hot. I think I'm going to faint!" Mina laughed and hugged the girl from the side, excited how Y/n had come a long way.

"Mina, she can't breathe." Momo laughed as she tried to pry Mina away from the trembling girl.

"What's going on here?" Toru walked towards the direction of the girls with Kyoka behind her. Gasping from seeing her, she almost yelled, "Y/n!? I love your suit!" Toru gushed once she saw what Y/n was wearing. "It's so sexy..."

If they could see her, the girls would have seen Toru wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. However, they didn't need to see her to know from the tone of her voice.

"Yeah Y/n, I guess all that training with the big three paid off huh?" Kyoka agreed while twirling her ear jack loops with a growing blush.

Tsuyu not far behind stood by Ochako seeing the girl with a small smile, happy to see a victim take such a huge step away from her insecurities and trauma. Tsuyu was proud that Ochako finally spoke more than just greetings to their new classmate. This was the right step towards recovery for her, Y/n had nothing to do with what happened between her and Izuku.

It would take time, but she knew Ochako would be okay.

"Y/n is that really the suit you worked on with Todoroki, Bakugou and Midoriya? I don't think they would willingly let you go out in that tight and see through of a suit." Tsuyu tilting her head, tapped her chin with her tongue sticking out as she questioned the nervous girl.

The class after learning Y/n was dating the three of them, had shown no judgement whatsoever. Y/n was extremely thankful. She would get some stares from certain students outside of her class, but she didn't pay them any mind. She was happy, and as long as Izuku, Katsuki and Shouto were happy too, she didn't care.

Y/n madly blushing and cheeks feeling hot from the attention shook her head, "W-well not exactly. The top was only supposed to be this material." She pointed towards her covered in sheer wrists. "N-not the whole thing. It was supposed to come with baggy black pants. I'm not sure what happened..."

Y/n also questioned her hero suit, while twirling her hair in her hands nervously. Doing something with her hands other than to either pull on her fingers or create the well-known crescent moons of anxiety on her palms with her nails, that she was used to.

Originally, Y/n designed a black thick silk crop top and on top of that was a sheer material black turtleneck long sleeved shirt. This would allow her quirk to come out of her sweat glands easily. She was very adamant about not showing her back, so Katsuki helped her design a black vest to go on top of the ensemble. For the bottoms, it was also silk black material, baggy pants that became tighter towards the ankles to not have them bother her while she ran. Then some comfortable tennis shoes to finish the look.

The design she was wearing now however, was completely different than the form she submitted. Yes, she had sheer material. However, it was all her costume was.

She still had the crop top underneath, but instead it was a tight thick silky black strapped bra that ended just below her ribcage. The bottoms almost met with the top, but not all the way leaving a sliver of skin showing in the middle. It was also made of silk black material. Bikini bottom high waisted shorts that stopped right were her thighs began.

It was almost like a swimsuit.

Then from her neck to her wrists and ankles the rest of the material was all sheer, a crystal-embellished bodysuit that revealed the black lingerie underneath. Instead of tennis shoes, she was given black booties which surprisingly were extremely comfortable. And instead of small vest jacket, there was the longline tuxedo jacket of black silk that went past her ankles to cover her formfitting design.

It looked like she was a singer ready to perform rather than a hero in training.

What was nice of the jacket was inside it had hidden pockets with what she assumed were the first aid materials Shouto advised her to have. Everyone had a utility belt or some form of accessibility to a first aid kit if needed for rescuing. She was thankful that at least she was given that into the suit, she was also hoping the design company hadn't changed the added material to hold her quirk within the seams of the jacket.

"Who cares!" Toru's gloves and boots could be seen jumping around in excitement. "You look amazing! I wish I could wear something like that too!"

"They're right Y/n, you do look amazing. The shining small crystals takes the eyes away from your scars, you can't even see them." Ochako assured the girl quietly.

With a big smile and quivering voice, Y/n nodded at the girl. Thankful for her encouraging words. "Thank you Uraraka."

"You ready to go out?" Momo asked without urgency, patience evident in her kind dark eyes.

Y/n looking around the room and seeing the big smiles of her girl classmates and her two best friends, she nodded slowly. "Yes."

"Then let's all walk out there with confidence like the bad bitches we all are." Mina grinned towards the group of laughing girls.

After all the young man from class 3-A finished changing they were all waiting for the girls with their teacher outside the school bus to take them to USJ.

"The girls don't usually take this long. I wonder if everything's okay." Izuku mumbled with worry. He was more worried since feeling a pang of anxiety hit him when he was changing and knew right away it came from Y/n. He didn't want to let paranoia creep in, she was safe at U.A. However, that didn't stop scenarios from entering his mind saying otherwise.

"Stop, she's fine." Katsuki side eyed Izuku who was fidgeting nervously.

Walking up to his two best friends Shouto rearranged his utility belt to give him something to do. "I'm worried too. What if her mind was invaded again?"

"Would you two idiots calm down. We would've seen and heard it, and her anxiety would've lasted longer than what we felt. Besides she would have used her telepathic quirk to reach us like we've been training with her." Katsuki reassured his comrades in the nicest way he could do it, even though he wanted to explode at them.