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Warmth...strong arms...someone's heartbeat...those werent my mom's...

I lift my chin up to see who saved me from being dead,all I could see was green eyes. My savior has beautiful green eyes,platinum blonde hair and long curly eyelashes. He spoke to me with a gentle voice,I knew I was safe without him telling me that. He gave me the safety feeling just like how my mom does. I couldn't see his mouth because of the clothes he was wearing. It didn't matter to me either way,I knew which hero he was,fiber hero:best jeanist. I gulped back my sentence I was so close to call him dad I didn't knew why but I wanted to call him dad.

He got away from highway and the crowd. As he set me to the ground "Are you alright little one? You're safe now. Is your parents around?" I bite my tongue as I shake my head no. I need to explain or he won't understand,I said to myself before I started talking. "I lost my mom in the crowd,it's my first time in the big city. We live in factory distinct,we came here for my school papers." He gave me a simple nod and a reassuring smile "Do you know your parents number ? I could call them and let them know you're fine so I can take you back to them." I give him my mother's number since dad is not around.

He immediately called mom,I could hear her worried voice through the phone,my eyes teared up I never wanted to make her worry but I failed. Best jeanist held my hand as he walked with me to the place he called "park" what was that? Did I ever go to a park? When we stopped in front of it I was amazed,so many kids playing around with their quirks the big and different toys,their laugh. I just wanted to be like them but I knew that they where never going to like me. I was like a disease that nobody wanted to catch they where afraid. He must notice my weird looks that he simply took me close to the kids. "You're making a mistake Mr.Best jeanist." I said to myself but he simply ushered me to get close to them. I hold pici tightly as I stepped out from his behind.

I smiled and said hi to the other kids which seemed like they all were the same age as me. Some of the girls pulled my hands to play so I fallowed them. My mom came running her face was red and puffy from crying. I saw her hugging Best Jeanist,I wanted to go to her but my new friends held me tight. I let it happen not everyday I find nice people to play together. I ran,laugh and become a actual kid just for once. My new friends had amazing quirks one could make plants grow,other burn things,another one could cut anything with their knife shaped fingers. I never get jealous but this time I did I wanted to be like that,cool and talented.

Angelina's pov:

My life was a mess...I married Mathieu at the age of 23,had my lovely daughter a year later,the man I hoped,believed and loved left us and disappeared. It's been 5 years already I completely lost hope for his return. My focus was for my daughter and mother only,I prayed to God every day that I won't lose them. The moment I felt Melisa's hand swept away from mine,I felt panicked when I turn to look she wasn't there,I called out her name and checked around but she was just gone. My heart shattered to the pieces,I can't afford to lose her. My hands where shaking along with my legs. The power I had simply went away my lungs emptied. I was losing it and I couldn't do anything.

My phones rang took me back to the reality. As I hurriedly opened I heard a mans voice no not just a man,a hero's voice. They rescued my daughter and asking me about my whereabouts,I immediately told them we both agreed to meet up in the park which was just a street away from me. I started to run I needed to see my baby I had to make sure she's fine. When I got there I that's when I saw it my daughter,playing with other children for the first time in her life.  Best jeanist sitting in the bench watching them. The relief I felt had no explanation I rush to the hero and gave him a huge thank you hug. His eyes were green "just like Mathieu" I thought to myself. I was so lost in thought that I didn't realize he was talking to me,I regained my composure and asked him to repeat his question.

"Is your daughter alright? She had some trouble about playing with kids? Does her quirk making problems for her?" He was kind and curious I could understand his reason,"Mels was always awkward around kids,she doesn't have a quirk so it's usually hard for her to make friends,she doesn't knows how to communicate with someoe who has a quirk." He nodded slowly and awkwardly scratched his head "If you don't mind me asking,where is her dad? When I asked about her parents she only said my mom is here dad is never been with us,did you two got a divorce?" Of course she would say it after all my daughter is the most honest person in the world. "The truth is I don't even know,when I was 7 months pregnant he found a job here at the center,he said everything is for us and he won't stop seeing us,he promised to come back every week and sort,after some time he stopped doing that,he never called or came back home it's been 5 years me and Mels forgot all about him,it's like he never existed for us. I'm only sad because my daughter needs a father figure in her life but she can never have one." He nodded and apologized like it was his fault. How kind someoe can be? As I saw my baby running to us I prayed for this kind man to keep being safe and happy.

 How kind someoe can be? As I saw my baby running to us I prayed for this kind man to keep being safe and happy

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