This is NOT a y/n story...but if you want to make it one be my guest! Two young ladies that go by the name of Bree and V aka Vara have been best friends sense birth. Today marks an upturn in their lives! They start at UA but this isn't any old teena...
It's been two weeks of going to UA and learning. Vara is still hesitant about using her quirk during plus lied about putting ice on the bruise but it hasn't spread it's the same size. Bree is looking over more and more things about her past for some plot-related reasons *cough* sorry- she can't remember.
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I was walking with all of these dumbasses. They were all excited to hang out tonight. I start knocking on the door and Mina and Momo were rambling on about something. "Who is it~?" I groan knowing that it was Vara. "It's me dumbass, tch." She unlocks the door and opens it, she was too busy fixing her skirt to pay attention to us. "Welcome to our home!" Bree says while grabbing her sneakers. Mina was now talking to Vara. "Hurry up." Kirishima put his hand on my shoulder "chill Bakubro! I'm pretty sure we're about to leave!" Vara nods while walking to the door. "Got everything you two?" Deku questions and they nod. "Okay hurry up before we let flies in my house."
We were walking and these kids were wild. "Are your legs not cold?" Bree asks, looking over at Vara. "No?" - "Let's grab some food!" Momo requests and adds, "my treat." Everyone nods their heads and soft murmurs of yes flow around.
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After a few hours, everyone was back home. It was the weekend. It was rainy and outside has a slight chill. "Vara? Bree?" Vara's Father called out into the cold and empty house. "I'm home." He states, placing his things on the counter. It was oddly quiet. No real noise of anyone being home. The only noise was the sound of the rain pattering on the roof. He makes his way upstairs. Nobody is in their rooms. There's no sight of the two girls home. He rushes around frantically trying to find them. Doors swing open. "Bree!?" He calls out hoping to gain an answer. Nothing. "Vara!?" He calls out once more. Nothing. "Anyone?!" There was a knock on the front door, it was the neighbor. He rushes down to get to the door. "Bree? Vara?" - "No. What's with the ruckus? Those two went off with their friends. I knew this would happen. Bree said she would text your phone but you're too lazy so she wanted me to give you this." The woman holds out a letter and the father snatches it, opening it.
Dear Vara's "father",
You always said you'd need a paper copy so here it is. We won't be home until the morning. We told you this many times before you left for work. 10 missed calls, 20 messages, and three voice messages. It's not our fault you choose to neglect your phone. You work in an office I'm sure you can stop and answer your kid. Anyways you've probably already searched the house and our lovely neighbor had to give you this letter which is sad that you ignore your phone so much that you thought lost your trophies that you brag about at work.
From, Bree
The father looks up from the note. "Thank you." - "Yeah..." The woman walks back to her house, holding her umbrella tight. He closes the door and walks over to his phone. "That's not true...they didn't..." It was true, they did. They left messages. He saw the top one from Vara and listens to it. "Hey, I'm not leaving anything else after this but don't say I don't tell you about anything when I do. Anyways, once again we'll be home tomorrow. Honestly, I feel as if you aren't doing good. I miss my real dad. Okay...uh bye bye!" The recording ended. He opened Vara's messages and saw all of the 10 he missed. "Have fun and be safe." That is all he could text back. "Kk!"
