Captured By Love - BNHA Villain Redemption AU

Chapter 16: Counseling and a Story About a Rabbit

A/N:

HOWWWWW? #2 in izukuxnejire ? Already?? Daaang!

Anyways, here's the chapter!

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All men are not created equal.

I learned that at a very young age, and it's haunted my being for years.

At the age of four, I witnessed that firsthand, in the form of my best friend, Kacchan.

When he got his quirk, something... changed... inside him. He got cocky, and prideful. He looked down on kids like me because we were different from him, in that our quirks were weak.

If we had quirks at all.

I still remember that day vividly. The day when I realized I was powerless in this world, compared to someone like Kacchan.

Why, I could barely even save the other kid from being pummelled, as well.

One day, I was walking to the little playground by our house. It was small, but I didn't care. To me, this playground was the only place I could really be alone. At school, Kacchan and his friends wouldn't stop bothering me, even when I tried to tell them to stop. At home, my mother was usually fighting with my dad, and I would always somehow get dragged into it as well, usually to be blamed for things completely out of my control.

When I got to the playground, I saw that, instead of the quiet place I enjoyed, Kacchan and his friends were beating up a kid from my school.

I could have left. I could have not given it a second glance, and my life would have been so much better.

But I wanted to be a hero. I've always wanted to be a hero.

So I walked over, stood in front of the kid, and told them to stop.

In retrospect, it was a good plan. If my parents, or his parents, saw the burn marks all over my body, they would call either the school, or scold him themselves. I could rinse and repeat, until he stopped bothering me. Like training a mouse to press a green button instead of a red button. Press the red, you get shocked. Press the green, you get a piece of cheese. Repeat it enough, and the mice will only press the green button.

But of course, fate had other plans.

Kacchan and his friends didn't even bat an eye when they started beating me, instead of the other kid. They continued to punch, kick, slap, and burn me until they were tired, all the while insulting me, calling me weak, a loser, and useless.

I was alright, though. Because I had the second part of my plan.

Only, when I got to my house, I saw my parents arguing again. When they saw me, my father just stared back at my mom, like my mere existence was enough justification for his side of the argument.

I never saw my father again.

In that single day, I realized just how worthless I truly was, and that nothing I could do would make anything better.

YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT! I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN!

Those words shattered me. In a single day, my father left, I was beaten by my childhood friend, and my mother wished my very existence away.

We used to be happy, too. My father and mother were always so nice to me, and they had a wonderful relationship, that any couple would only dream of having.

And what was the cause for them to start fighting? Me.

My mother made sure to let me know that.