life || kaminari

Prologue

"I'm home." Kaminari said, to no one in particular.

No one live in that house other than him.

He was lucky enough that his foster parents gave him a house for his own, money, clothes, and other stuff. But, in return, he was forced to mature. He was adopted by them when he was 7 years old. At the age of 9, his foster mother had asked one of her servants to teach him how to cook, do laundry, learning Japanese and a lot of other things. He had started to take care of himself at the age of 10.

He was lonely, despite how cheerful and loud he is at school. He found himself wanting the attention, affection that he hadn't been able receive in a long time due to what happened in the past, he was scared of getting other hurts.

No one was there for him when he cried because of nightmares, when he got a flashback of what happened to his family, when his mind started saying harsh things to him.

13 years old, he learns to put a facade, pretend not to care about the world, bringing joy for everyone but not for himself.

He throws his bag at the couch. The house have two bedroom and a bathroom each rooms at second floor. A kitchen and a living room at first floor. There's also used to be a dining room at the first floor, but he changed it into a small library, knowing no one would care.

He went upstairs to his bedroom, throwing himself onto the bed. He looked up at the ceiling, his smile or the smile he trained for years, disappeared. His mind wonder back to what his teacher had said.

"We will be going to everyone's house to ask your parents permission for the dorms on Friday. Notify your parents." Aizawa said, with a blank expression.

Kaminari, looked around to see all his friends smile at the mentioned of the dorms. Everyone start talking what's their feeling on this situation.

He put a facade smile, trying to hide the fact he needs to call his foster parents to notify them about this. What if they are busy? What if they don't want to be bothered? What if they are in a meeting? What if they are in a bad mood? He doesn't want to bother them about this whole thing, that's the least he could do to repay what they had done for him.

They never really show affection towards him, but he was grateful that they wanted him to be their son. Grateful that they tried to give a lot of methods on how to cope with ADHD. Grateful that they helped him with his dyslexia and not scolding him because he find Japanese difficult. Grateful that they never raise their hands to him. Their words thought? It was painful, it's funny how they can easily manipulate him into believing what they said and made him feel guilty rush over him.

What if they declined to come to his house for this? His teacher are going to his house, his own house that were provided by his foster father.

He take Ojiro's tail and start playing with it to calm down. Ojiro knowing the fact that he has ADHD, didn't mind at all. Although, it was not his ADHD that kick in, he had eat his pills. It was anxiety, a really bad one if Ojiro didn't let he mess with his tail.

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"Hey, you okay man?" Kirishima said, tapping Kaminari's slightly.

He flinched at the sudden contact, almost making his launch to fall of the table.

He laughed nervously and spoke up, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just couldn't focus at all today." That was, infact, true. He couldn't focus on what the teachers said, no matter how times tried to.

"Really? You do seem out of it the entire class." the red hair replied, smiling sadly. Kaminari feels bad, he doesn't want his friends to be upset just because he can't focus. Wait, is it a disappoinment? That he couldn't focus, that must make Kirishima disappointed at him.

"Haha, yeah. Anyways, aren't ya excited that we will be having dorms?" Kaminari asked, changing the topic.

Kirishima smiled brightly at the mentioned of the dorms. Kaminari felt relief wash over him, that he could change the tension, he's the class jokester after all. The one who's making other smiles.

"Of course! I can't wait to tell my moms!"

Kaminari shrugged, remembering that he need to make a call to his foster parents when he got home.

He get up, shoving his left hand in his pocket, taking the phone.

Sighing, he open his phone, scrolling through his contact. He typed at the 'Mother', calling his foster mother. He starts to fidgeting, looking around his room anxiously.

His mother picked up, "Hello, dear?" his mother said, in English.

"Hello, mother. I wanted to ask you something, if you don't mind of course." he replied in English, politely. Scared if he's bothering his mother.

"Sure, what is it? I'm having a meeting in fifteen minutes."

"My teachers will be going to students' houses, to ask for permission for us to be in dorms."

"Go on."

"Can you come to my house? You will be needing to signed a papers and they will be talking about my grades." he said, breathing slowly. His grades is not that high, but it's average. But he's the last ones in class, hell it's because his friends is too much of a geniuses.

"When is it? I will need to check if I have any appointments." his mother said, in rush toned. The meeting must be starting in few minutes.

"This Friday."

"Okay. Is there anything else?"

"Not right now. Say my hello to father. Goodbye, mother."

"I will. Goodbye, dear." his mother hanged up.

He sighs, putting his phone on the table and walk towards the bathroom to shower or bath. Well depends on his mood.

He ended up bathing.

He shoved his t-shirt to his head.

He walked downstairs, to the kitchen. He decided to make a decent meals for dinner. Chicken and Veggie Teriyaki Stir-Fry with Chai Tea.

After eating, he throws himself onto the couch.

He sighs loudly, he is so not looking forward to Friday.

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Words and meanings :

ADHD : Attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) is one of the most common mental disorders affecting children. ADHD also affects many adults. Trouble paying attention, fidgeting a lot, disorganization and difficulty prioritizing tasks etc.

Dyslexia : Dyslexia is a learning disorder that involves difficulty reading due to problems identifying speech sounds and learning how they relate to letters and words (decoding). Also called reading disability.