Can You Not

2

You kept your head down as you walked through the school corridors, you could've activated your quirk to keep yourself hidden but what would that do but cause you trouble, school counted as public.

Your quirk was ghost, a shitty quirk but still helped at times, you could go through things, go invisible, float etc.

You rarely used it though, never saw a point in doing so.

You sat at your desk, your father had let you out of the room 2 hours before school started, waking you up with a kick to the stomach, for some reason.

You were in pain and had no one to tell.

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Lessons were normal teacher saying whatever and doing whatever. It was when lunch came around you started to panic.

You always hated spending lunch with everyone else, so stayed in your classroom or the roof to eat the food you had packed when Dylan left for work.

You looked at the food, didnt even lift your head from the desk. You shuffled uncomfortably as you felt a pair of green eyes on your body.

The said boy stood up abruptly knocking the chair he was sat on over, this made your eyes shoot up in worry.

"Are you alright?" You asked.

"Yeah." Venom laced his voice, it was very out of character for the quiet and shy Midoriya you were used to, but after yesterday, you weren't suprised as he gave you a dirty look.

You bit into your onigiri as you looked outside the room, staring at the plants outside the window.

You opened up the physics book in front of you, you an exemplary student with top tier grades studied hard to get into UA general studies.

"There she is!" A boy exclaimed letting a few other kids in including Bakugou. You weren't in the mood, you wanted a break.

"Hey ghost girl, dont ignore us!" The one with long hair, Okumara, said.

Your eyes shot up meeting his brown eyes, telling yourself not to cry as they hadn't done anything to you yet.

"Hey don't cry we just want to talk to you." Ryuji, a boy with shorter hair exclaimed. He sat on the desk in front of yours, your lips quivering as you tried to keep in tears.

Why am I such a crybaby?

"Heard you wanted to go to Ua is that true?" Bakugou asked hatred filled everyword as you felt your mind hiding itself in an imagery cave.

"Yeh in general studies." You said quietly, scared of him more than the other two.

He laced his fingers in your hair, yanking your head up so you were making eye contact with, him. You started sweating feeling uncomfy with the eye contact tears filled your lids as you faced away from him.

"Speak up when someone is talking to you." Okumara taunted putting his hair in a pony tail like he was ready to fight.

"I'm going for general studies." You squeaked out, your mind was saying use your quirk, but you didn't feel the need.

"Seriously your already crying," Bakugou pushed your head into the table, " fucking pathetic." He turned around walking back to the caferteria with his friends.

"Omg her face looked so stupid!" Ryyji laughed, loud enough for you to hear.

You bit the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from sobbing, tears going onto the table. You lifted your head up to wipe your tears.

"Ow." You held your head in pain, your head still stinging from the getting lifted by your dad, and now Bakugou added to it.

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It had been a week of torment, the usual and so and so. You had passed the UA mock exams with ease and would be doing the real exam soon enough.

Bakugou hated it he hated the fact you got a higher score than him so added that to the list of reason he wanted you dead.

Midoriya didn't pay attention to you as usual only giving you dirty looks and being slightly passive aggressive when you spoke to each other.

You were proud of yourself and your Dad was as proud as he would show.

You made your way to the bathroom, placing toilet roll on the seat so you don't sit on the dirty school lid.

Once you had done your buisness you washed your hands. Two girls came into the bathroom. You kept your head down, avoiding eye contact.

"Hey!" A girl with pink bubbles as hair yelled. You were held by your hair as you were dragged into one of the toilet stalls.

I should put my hair in bobbles so it doesn't get grabbed all the time.

" We heard you like Bakugou but Shoko likes him and they've been getting closer so stay out of her way." The bunny girl, Naoka warned.

" You've got it all wrong, I barely talk to him." You defended hopefully they would leave you alone.

"You fucking liar, all he talks about is your useless ass. All his friends talk about is how good you would be in bed your a bad influence to those around you."

They brought your head closer to one of the toilets.

"How does some shit head like you end up talking to him?" Your head was lifted over the toilet bowl and dunked into the water.

They girls didn't stop at just putting your head in toilet water, they kept your head in there so you were literally gasping for air.

It was the first time you were going to use your quirk in school.

You made yourself invisible as you phased through her hand. You floated towards the bathroom sink and washed your face, both girls in shock as they thought you were quirkless.

You were crying in the position you were in, but nobody could hear you, it was better that way, it was so dumb you hadn't thought this before, hiding so they wouldn't hurt you.

You went to your cubby to change your shoes only to find a pile of Ash remaining. You didnt respond to it and just floated home without shoes invisible to the human eye.

You only changed yourself back to normal when you got to your front door unlocking it and stepping in.

"Good afternoon Dylan."

"Afternoon y/n." He greeted back.

You walked to your room and began studying, it was calming and got your mind off things. You could shower after an hour of it so you could feel prepared for any exam.

Two hours later, you felt satisfied with what you were doing, you showered and changed into pyjamas.

You sighed as you layed on your bed, you wanted to learn more, study more, you wanted to explore, other people in your year were allowed to go out with friends and go to town, you hadnt even been to town before.

"I feel like I'm in a cage." You whispered, looking out of your window.