Newbie (Bnha x Male OC)

Chapter 1 But Its The Uncensored Original Version

So I know most of you didn't ask for this but if you read my other story Home then you probably saw me asking if you'd like to see this. 

Basically its the original chapter of Newbie before I went back and censored some of the more idk sensitive material? I try to keep my stuff a little less heavy than this chapter is, which is why it got changed. 

Really I'm posting this because I did so much extra content and released unpublished chapters of Shatter and I feel bad that my other works aren't getting the same treatment. 

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"Ugh harder..."

Kyo wanted to throw up. 

The man above him chuckled, grabbing the boy's thin throat and squeezing just hard enough to make his vision black out for a second, but not enough to strangle him. He wished someone would strangle him. 

There were bruises on Kyo's hips from how hard the client had gripped them and there was an ache in his lower body that seemed to vibrate his bone . However his only concern was whether or not the next client would be worse. Would they hit him? Slam him against the wall? Did any of that even matter? 

Eventually the client got up. Quickly the man fixed his clothes and tossed a few bills as a 'tip'. What a laughable concept. Him spending money. The only time he'd been able to was while he was acting as a walking advertisement for the brothel and had been given some money from a creepy old man. He had gotten away just long enough to buy ice cream, just like the stuff some of his older sisters bought on their time off. 

He didn't know why they had more freedom than him. One had said it was because his quirk was so valuable they couldn't let him go. He thought they knew he wanted to run away. They had seen him banging on the glass of his room's small window and heard him begging the new clients for help. Telling them he was only 14, that he had a family (which was a lie). He'd tell them anything to help him escape. Every time without fail the person was too busy thinking of what they would say to the police if they were caught with an underage prostitute then what would happen to Kyo if he stayed there. 

Kyo tried to curl into the blanket that had been shoved to the bottom of the bed, sucking the last of the heat out of it before the door slammed open. "Rise and shine, Yuuto." The man grinned. Kyo wished the client had gone too far and chocked him. He didn't even care what they did with his body, as long as he wasn't in it anymore. His skin crawled, his hair was greasy and his limbs felt numb. Whether that was the disassociation or the ropes today's first client had tied too tight, he didn't know. 

The man didn't have time to wait for Kyo to get up, instead opting to drag him by his long hair. Tears pricked in his eyes. He was 'tender headed' as his older sisters always said. Kyo wasn't quite sure what it meant, but he knew it made every tug on his hair hurt like hell. 

He was shoved back into his room before he could even think to protest. He didn't have the energy for it anyways. The 14 year old just collapsed into the bathtub with a blanket he called a bed. 

'his room' As he called it was nothing more than a bathroom that never got cleaned and had the worst draft you could imagine. It was freezing. Always freezing. 

The cold set deep into his bones as he curled the blanket around him. He closed his eyes for a moment, breathing in the smell of dust and dampness in the room before he opened them and saw red spreading across the fabric. 

Startled, Kyo stood up, watching as the blanket pooled at his feet. He stepped out of the tub and ran to the partially shattered mirror. There was a little bit of rock-maybe brick-imbedded in his skin. It must have gotten into him while he was being dragged by his hair across the floor of the brothel. Couldn't they fucking clean once in a while?