He felt his head slam against the wall and his mother scream from across the room. A large man is standing before him and he raises his hand once more, creating a fist before it connects with his cheek.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE, KAYASHI! HE'S ONLY A KID!" The Woman screamed as tears rolled down her face.
"Why don't you Shut The Fuck Up you old piece of shit!?" The man, Kayashi, screamed at his cowering wife.
The man continued to hit poor Denki before he eventually grew tired of it.
"I'm going out for a drink and when I come home I expect a meal to be before me and this disgrace to be out of my fucking sight for a hundred mile radius."
The man slammed the door behind him, causing Denki to flinch as the sound reverberated in his eardrums. His mother scrambled over to her son.
"Oh, Denki! My little Pikachu... I am so sorry. I don't mean for you to be the target of his violence." She sobbed.
"Don't worry about it. I-I should be getting to school." He replied as he stood.
He had little remnants of blood dripping from his nose, a pounding headache and dried blood on his collar and down the front of his shirt.
"Do you want to change your shirt first?"
"I'm late enough as it is and besides, I don't have a clean blazer."
Denki smiled as he walked out the door and left for school.
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As he walked through the doors of the school, he noted how quiet the halls were.... Until he reached the towering door of Class 1A and heard Bakugo screaming his head off... Probably at poor Midoriya.
He slid open the door and walked in, earning looks from his classmates and teacher. It just so happened to be know-it-all, class president Tenya Iida, whom noticed the blood on his clothes and brought the rest of the class' attention towards it.
"Kaminari-kun! What happened to you?!" Iida demanded, moving his arm in its signature robotic way.
"What do you mean?" Denki replied, playing dumb and putting on a fake smile. If only they knew what had really happened.
"I'm talking about the blood on your shirt."
"Oh! I...I-uh... Ran into a wall, realising how late I was...?"
'Sure... As if they're gonna believe that, dumbass.' Denki heard the voice in his head snicker.
"All right... If that's what you say then, Kaminari-kun." Iida replied not sounding an ounce convinced.
Denki sat down in his seat as Aizawa started to talk.
"All right. As you have been complaining about continuously, Minoru Mineta is going to be transfered into Class 1B" He stated, with zero enthusiasm.
The class cheered at this as Mineta sulked the whole way out of the class and made his way to the other class, just as a different student, with wild purple hair, trudged into the classroom not really looking like he wanted to be there, at that current point in time.
"As a replacement, Hitoshi Shinso will be taking his place." Aizawa sighed and pointed to the empty seat.
Denki stared at the indigo haired boy the whole time. It was as if he was walking in slow motion as the rest of the world seemed to fade out of context. Those violet eyes and indigo hair sent goosebumps flood over his arms and legs, as a deep crimson spread across his cheeks.
Denki immediately diverted his gaze and stared at the floor untile Aizawa snatched his attention.
"Kaminari."
"Yes Aizawa sensei?"
"Could you please make your way to Principal Nezu's office and collect a new blazer that isn't covered in blood?"
"Yes, sir."
Hello all my heroes in training! New story! Yay! I hope the first chapter has grabbed your interest and leaving you on the edge of your seat, and foaming at the mouth for more!
I would just like to spoil and say that in the next 1 or 2 chapters, Denki and Shinso will start to become close-er.If you like this and are waiting for the new new chapter, please have a look at my other stories, for the Voltron fandom and the MHA/BNHA x Voltron crossover!
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