II Shouto: Vendetta

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Trigger Warnings:

- slightly offensive language

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I stand in Endeavor's home office, staring discontentedly at his figure hovering over some papers on his desk.

"Your entrance exam is tomorrow, correct?"

"Yes."

"Do not fail the exam. The start of your hero career and path to succeeding All Might begin there."

I grit my teeth. "I don't plan to fail. Because I don't want to."

"Good. Use whatever means necessary to pass. That means using your left side."

I can't restrain myself this time. "I'm not going to use it just because you tell me to. And now that you have said it, I am definitely not going to use your given quirk tomorrow. I'll pass with Mom's quirk."

Before Endeavor can speak, I turn around and slam the door to his office. As I make my way to my bedroom fuming, I can't stop thinking.

Why won't the old man stop with his All Might vendetta? I could give a damn about surpassing the Number One hero and all that crap. He keeps commanding me to use his quirk. It's irritating. I don't care about any of that. I'm going to become a hero of my own volition. I'm going to make Mom proud by showing her that I became a hero by rejecting Dad. No, Endeavor. By rejecting Endeavor. I don't even remember having a dad.

By the time I make it to my bedroom and flop onto the bed, the anger drains out of me.

Damn it all. Being angry at Endeavor right now won't help me in any way. I'll let my anger serve as my determination at the exam tomorrow. I'm going to pass no matter what. And I'll become a hero of my own merit. That'll be my first step in my vendetta against Endeavor.

With these thoughts racing in my mind, it takes a long time for me to fall asleep. 

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