What About Mineta?

3

Why is everyday the same? I wake up with a pounding headache, get ready, go to class, leave, and go back to my dorm. It's always been a routine. Ever since Denki stopped inviting me to stuff. Not like I care, it's honestly tiring when I have to pretend for long periods of time. Its honestly helpful. But, I just wish he would at least acknowledge me sometimes. Well, even if he did I bet the others would die if I came along with them. I don't really understand why they hate me so much.. like I've never touched a girl before.. I'm like denki. But I guess he's actually pretty. So, if you're a pretty pervert, then youre fine. But I'm ugly. Which I already knew, so it's fine. It's fine. I sometimes wish I didn't have to pretend.

I arrived at math class. My social battery was already low, so I didn't feel like talking to Denki.

Even though Ectoplasm was speaking I was listening to someone else. It was the girls. They were whispering. What are they talking about? Suddenly Jiro looked at me. God, were they talking about me? What are they saying? Why can't I have a useful quirk like super hearing or something? I can't do this any longer.

"Hey, whats up with mineta?" Asui asked. Wait, damn it I looked like I was about to cry. "Yeah he looks sad." Uraraka said. "As if, his only emotions are pervert and useless." Hagakure giggled. "Yeah! That's true." I looked down at my desk. Is that really what they think of me? Maybe I should tone it down a bit. My sad expression was gone now. Just neutral. If no one said anything I would probably be crying. That would be super bad.. the only time I've cried in front of them is when the girls hit me. It hurts, but I try to keep the act up. Sometimes I even bleed when they hit me. But they don't notice. Its fine though.

"Okay, you guys can leave now." Ectoplasm said. Maybe I should go outside and get some fresh air. Yeah.