Y/N was born with both a blessing and a curse. Her parents loved her until she got her quirk then she was thrown out and living on the streets since age 4. The only person to ever show even a hint of sympathy took her in. She grows up in a happy fam...
I am so sorry for this sucky thing. I suck at writing so enjoy this.
Y/N pov:
My name is Y/N Yume. I am 5 years old and I have been living out on the streets since I was 4. My parents kicked my out due to my quirk. It scared my family and they called me a villain and a monster. My brother still checks on me from time to time to give me some clothes, food, water, and any other necessities. He hasn't come in a while. I wonder if anything happened to him. I was huddled in a box with blankets. I heard footsteps coming towards me so I hid but to the point of where I could still see the person. It was an older man with a scarf. He stopped near the alley. I thought he saw me but then I heard a kitten mew. I peeked a little out of the box and saw a kitten walking up to the man. The man seemed nice and gave it a little bit of food he had in his pocket.
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Aizawa pov:
I was walking by an alley on my patrol and I heard a cat. An injured cat was walking towards me. I took out the little bit of food that was left in my pocket. The kitten came up to me and ate the food out of my hand. I then noticed a little box. It was slightly moving. I walked up to it slowly to not alarm anything in the box. I opened it and saw a little girl in the box. She looked up at me with fear on her face. I kneel down to her level.
"Hey what are you doing in there?" I asked her. No answer. "Where are your parents?" I asked her. No answer but this time her eyes got a little glossy. "What is your name?" I asked her one more time. This time she answered, but she was very quiet about it. "Do you mind speaking up?" I said in the softest tone possible.
"Y-Y/N Y-um-me." She said shivering. It looked like she had been out here for a while. I looked in her box and she had clothes but they were dirty. "Wh-o are y-y-you?" She said looking up at me this time. Her red eyes looked at my black ones.
"Im Eraserhead. Are you hungry? I can get you some food." I asked in my nicest voice possible. She gave a slight nod. I lifted her out of the box and held her. "Cmon lets go." I walked with her to a restaurant and got us something to eat. She hesitated to eat. "Why aren't you eating? Do you not like it?" I asked
"My mom said I can't eat without permission." She said looking down at her food.
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