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(Not my art) Miko Age-17 Quirk- dark wolf- can turn into a giant black wolf Drawback- if used to much he has ears and a tail Best friends with Izuku His dad is a drug dealer So he is around drugs and smokes weed.
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Izuku Age 16 Quirk- toxic flames Drawback- when angry geta put of control(idk lol) His mom died giving birth Hisashi (low level hero) is a toxic parent and when hes drunk he gets violent and hurts izuku. Smokes weed to feel happy Best friends with Miko (Bakugou isnt a lil bitch lol but drifted away from their childhood friends)
"What the hell is this Izuku Midoriya?" My father yelled at me has he threw my bag of blunt in my face.
"I dont know!" I yelled back
"It's obviously weed! Why the hell did I find it in your room?" He yelled back
"Fine! It's my weed! God get off my ass!" I yelled back
My father walked towards me with a dark aura around him. He raised his hand and smacked me across the face. He had never hit me unless he was drunk. Fuck I am so fucking fucked!
"Pack your shit and get out of my house! I don't need a useless piece of a shit son any more! I am so tired of you! It's your fucking fault Inko is gone!" Hisashi yelled in my face.
Hot tears began to fall on my freckled cheeks.
"Hurry up and get out of my life!" Hisashi said as he spat in my face. I wiped the spit from my face and grabbed my weed and ran to my room. I slammed my door shut and began packing.
I packed everything I could into a black duffle bag and checked the time on my phone. It was 2 am. Where the fuck was I gonna go? It didn't matter anymore. I was fucking done with this.
I put my guitar across my back and picked up my duffel bag and walked out of the house. Id worry about finding a place to sleep later. I walked to a park and sat my stuff done. I pulled out a blunt then lit it, I let the toxic drug into my lungs, then exhaled.
"What the hell am I going to do now?" I screamed as tears kept falling from my eyes. I took another hit when I saw a hobo man come up to me.
"What the hell you want hobo?" I said taking another hit from my blunt.
"I'm not a hobo, thank you very much. I am an underground pro hero. Now tell me why a kid is smoking weed and ia not at home?" The hobo said in a monotone voice.
"Well fuck my life even more. And bold of you to assume I have a fucking home." I said giggling at the hobo man.
"What happened?" The hobo man asked sitting down on the bench next to me.
"My only parent kicked me out cause he found my weed. I can't help it, the weed is the only thing that makes me feel something man." I said taking another hit from the half smoked blunt. And I only have one friend and I can't burden him, he already deals with his shot dad. Fuck man." I said slumping my shoulders down in defeat.
"So what's your name problem child?" The hobo man asked
"Izuku Midoriya"
"My name is Shota Aizawa. And your name is very familiar?"
"You mean you're THE eraserhead? How the hell did I get so lucky to meet my favorite hero. I guess something good came out of my shit night."
"How the hell did you know who I am?" Shota asked in amazement.
"I am very smart Shota. I know everything about heros and villains. And my dad is a pro hero named dragon." I explained.
"Well how about you come to my place and we can figure out how to deal with this later?" Hobo asked
"Are you sure? I don't want to be a burden Shota." I said
"Yes I'm sure kid, now come on. Also how old are you anyways?"
"I'm sixteen." I said taking the last hit of the blunt and threw it down and smashed it under the soul of my black combat boots.
"Do you need help with your things?" Shota asked.
"If you don't mind?"
"Not at all problem child." Shota said picking up my duffle bag and we walked to his car. We got in buckled up and drove to his house. Soon we got to the house, it wasn't small but It wasn't huge. It was really nice too, Shota parked the car and we got out.
"I like the house hobo!" I said in excitement.
"Whatever kid."
Shota unlocked the front door, then turned on the lights. We walked inside and the living room was really nice. We lived in an old apartment so I never really had anything nice. I mostly stole what I wanted cause dad spent all the money all alcohol.
"There's a guest room down the hallway the left door next to the bathroom. My friend forgot to shut the bathroom door so you'll see it. You need sleep kid, ya look tired as shit." Shota explained to me.
"Thank you!" I said taking my stuff the room and flopped down on the bed. Damn was it comfy, I didn't even get under the covers. My eyes began to overcome with heaviness, I soon drifted to dream land.
