My life as Kyouka Jirou

~How it all started~

As a child I may not have been bullied for my quirk, but it didn't stop me from being avoided by children for not having a 'cool' enough quirk. Nicknames like ear weirdo or noodle ears would be a normal thing for me. I would often be insecure and drag all my emotion into music by writing songs then shortly after start making pieces of music out of them. It kinda became my coping mechanism, like therapy but It's what I enjoy? It is hard to explain.. My connection with my parents wasn't great either. Until I started to enjoy music( around 9 years old )  they'de give me the cold shoulder, like music is the only thing that could keep us connected. I love my parents so don't get me wrong but I wish that they would be interested in more things that I enjoy rather than just music.

                                                                 ♡  ~  Passion ~ ♡

My passion as a young child was to become a musician. At the time the idea of being a hero was non-sense to me. I thought that If I became like my parents  they would appreciate me more but I see now my way of thinking wouldn't work out anyways. It was until the 4th of August in 2010 when my life was saved by a young training hero from U.A that saved me from a villain who took me hostage. I haven't told this to anyone apart from my parents that witnessed the attack at the time. I still have slight trauma after that attack but that is what really inspired me to be a heroin.

 When I told my parents the idea, my mother just laughed. I was confused but then she told me words that I would never forget whether she doesn't mean it now. ''Honey, don't be ridiculous'', said my mother. ''With your quirk your just begging for death haha''. I stood there shocked whilst replaying the hurtful words in my head. As tears ran down my cheeks and I thought all hope was lost my father stepped in. ''Really Mika? Is that what your doing to say to our daughter?'' . Although I prefer the  idea of her being a musician I do not want you to doubt her dreams like this!'' After hearing those words I burst out crying like a waterfall of emotions. Those words of encouragement from my father made me feel so happy. The best words that I could ever hear. Although those words might seem basic to others, it is really a shock to hear from my father as he didn't really connect with me at all and he was a stubborn man.

Enough talking about the past. Let's focus on the present; When I first applied for the hero exam I was nervous as heck! If I fail this it means I'll have too wait another year for this rare opportunity! Throughout the test I got weird stares from kid's who doubted my successs. From time to time  a silent snicker or giggle behind my back with a phew mentions of my  name would appear.  They didn't bother me anymore tho because I knew that If I did get into U.A  it would mean I was stronger than them all along.  10 minutes past...20 minutes..30 minutes....40 minutes..50 minutes!...AND 1 HOUR. Phew finally that  was over. The following day the results came. My mother looked doubtfully at the formal letter. 'Sorry Kyouka, but are you sure about this like what if you wont get in?''. ''I'm sure I did fine mother, so maybe please stop doubting me for once? '' I smiled sarcastically. You could see the  irritation on her face. It gave me satisfaction. I started slowly ripping the silky, white envelope open. 3..2..1  AND...I GOT IN! The day I have been waiting for, for 5 years had finally came. The day I will finally have a chance to be a hero that can save countless lives just like the hero  that saved me. Hero Moonlight.