Misguided

Uraraka

I was always a good kid. I had loving parents and despite being poor they tried their best to give me the best childhood I could ask for. I helped my parents out whenever I could and stayed out of trouble. Everything I was asked to do, I did.

I never liked school. 

School is a place where you go to learn new things, make new friends and have fun. Apparently no one wanted to be friends with the poor kid. Instead every one made fun of me.

"Look it's poor, little Ochako"

"I heard her parent's business is failing"

"She can't even afford nice clothes, or food"

Those were the typical taunts from my peers, even from a young age. It could have been worse though. 

Once I got my quirk people started to befriend me. Looking back at it now they were never really my friends. They all used me. Asking me to negate the gravity of their bags so that they don't have to carry them, while I struggle with the nausea produced by my quirk.

People still taunted me. Always destroying simple things like my pencils. They would always say "Pencils aren't that expensive. You can just by some more, oh wait, you're too poor." And then they would laugh at me before walking away.

At home my parents would always reassure me that we had enough but I never believed them.

One day I heard my mother crying over bills while father tried to comfort her. I remember promising to become a hero so that I could make enough money that they could live happily.

They always said that all they wanted was for me to be happy, for me to live my dreams. All I wanted was for them to be able to live in peace, without worrying about money.

That's why I wanted to be a hero. To help them and save others like them. 

Like any normal kid I looked up at heroes as if they were the world. They saved people and took down the bad guys! what was their not to love about them? 

I had the perfect quirk too. I could use any sort of object to throw at the villain, and if it was too heavy then I could make them lighter with my quirk. In rescue situations where citizens are trapped in buildings I can lift the rubble away with my quirk and get them out. There are so many ways that I could have used my quirk to help.

As I continued to grow older, I started to notice little details about the way heroes acted. If you looked close enough at the recordings of hero fights, you could see the large amounts of collateral damage. How could an entire block of houses get detroyed by a Pro Hero chasing a common thief?

Over the years I learnt many things, but there is one thing that I have never forgoten.

Heroes. Don't. Care.

They only care about their reputation, waving at the cameras while children cry over the death of their parents. Deaths that could have been prevented, easily. 

I was one of those children.

A fight between a villain and some other newer heroes, who had just debuted, was on the street where I used to live. The villain wasn't that hard too beat, but the fight was drawn out.

The longer the fight, the more money you get. 

The heroes were too busy showing off to the public that the villain almost got away; That was until All Might himself  showed up. One punch aimed at the villain and the battle was over. The shockwave from the punch caused multiple houses to collapse. One of them was mine.

My parents where still inside. 

I was almost home from school when the fight started. It was a particularly bad day at school and I had one less set of stationary and notebooks, however it was my 10th birthday and my parent had a surprise for me.