𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 2 Long day

It was a long day, so I decided to take a quick nap before I started on my essay. I can never remember my dreams, only the dreams that predict parts of my future. I had a dream about fire one day, and the next I woke up to flames. I hate dreaming but nothing stops it, except for my sleep schedule. I want to fix it but I can't, I've tried everything, now I just have insomnia and get small naps.

"Hello, to whom it may conc" I stopped typing, "Yuck that's terrible, ugh." I softly banged my head on the laptop a few times and looked up. "Hello, to whom it may conchfhfffhdhjdfsssgddhfjgiykhvnvhd" I backspaced and stared at the screen, "I'm so tired." I said and blinked a couple times. I feel so weak, as a pro hero I should feel strong and capable. I don't though.

"Get to work, you want to teach kids right?" I sighed and typed. "Dear UA, to whom it may concern..." I eyed the screen, "Yeah, okay. That'll have to do for now, I can modify it later or whatever."
Hours went by slower and slower as I started to get sleepier and sleepier. I needed to finish this, they stop accepting tomorrow morning.

I looked up to my left at the poster by my window. Me, it was a poster of me. I'm in my late 20's and I have a poster in my room. Yeah, but it's me. I'm not saying I love me because I can't even take care of myself but I am pretty awesome. Ive worked hard to get where I am, I'm a pro hero. It doesn't matter how I feel by myself, I need to be a role model for the kids that see me as an inspiration.

I can't be weak, ever. But I am, a lot. It's alright because I know how to control it in front of people, most of the time. Sometimes it gets to a point where it's very hard for my mind to comprehend certain things so I go on autopilot. When that happens it's almost like I'm drunk, I've gone to my doctor about it but not even she can tell me what it is. I think it's a side effect because of my quirk, I use my quirk everyday so maybe its just my mind shutting down? My doctor thought that's what it was but we have no idea. I never know what happens or what will happen when I'm in autopilot, my brain shuts down for a while and my body does whatever. It's like I'm sleeping but awake.

There was a time I had one of my friends over and we were playing a card game, it was a silent game. I started to get tired but instead of passing out my insomnia got the better of me and put me in autopilot. Sometimes it happens when I'm tired sometimes it happens when I'm stressed, so it doesn't really happen out of no where. I was in autopilot and my friend didn't notice until I started to put basic cards down and stopped trying to rook around and use my tricks to win. She looked at me to see me and my head was hanging low,

"Hey, no tricks?" She asked with a laugh. I didn't answer. "Hey, you good?" She pushed my shoulder and bit and I fell back but got up again weakly, "Come on now, your scarin' me." She laughed quietly. I didn't answer again. She took my cards, I slowly reached my hand out to grab them, "Are you okay?" she asked. "Yeauhhggg.." I answered, she slapped my hand away softly. My body stood up and froze. I looked down at her, "What?" She asked. She looked up to see my hair out of my face, my eyes looked as though there were only sockets that sat there.

"What the hell, Y/N?!" She started to back up, but I grabbed her by the hair on top of her head and threw her as far as someone with my strength could, to the wall on the other side of the room. "Y/N!" She yelped.

That's when it turned off, I turned to see her sitting on the ground staring at me, tears falling from her eyes in fear. "What happened?"