Hero Behind The Doors

Quirk

I could hear everything...the scream of my classmates...the crushing sound from the brick walls...I can see the blood pool right under my knees...pain...I remember pain...it's too much...someone is calling their mom...is that me?...

Achoo...I wake up with a sneeze,and a little pile of blood on my pillow,I was never afraid of blood so I just stared at the stain which was already dry,I decided to take the pillow to my mom rather than calling her here,I just knew that she was up already and at the kitchen,after all it was my first day at school. I carefully pass the hall without making any noise and went straight to the bathroom,splashing a good amount of water to my face I felt refreshed and awake. The moment I stare at the mirror I let out a scream. Making my mom rush to the bathroom calling out my name,my left eye was filled with blood it wasn't bleeding but except my irises the rest of my eyes where red. My mom was also worried she asked me a ton of questions,but all I knew was nothing. She called the doctor and he said she could bring me to the clinic after school,the doctor said "there's nothing to worry it seems like a simple eye inflammation those happens quite often in your daughter's age,be calm and carry on with your daily duties." We choose to believe him but I wish my mom didn't believe him.

The walk to my school was silent my mom was lost in her thoughts,she was worried about me and my health and I felt bad,mom was always busy with me she was rarely on her own since I don't have a y friends she would usually spend all of her days with me,playing with me,sharing things with me,taking me out and teaching me new things. I could never thank her enough for being the most amazing mother ever. She was my hero,I wanted to make her proud and happy all the ways I can since dad failed his job as a husband and as a father. I didn't even notice but we already arrived the school street,the cars and large busses all around the building and street,I could feel the rush of excitement after all this was a big step for me. I was one more step closer to make my mother proud. Her grip on my hand got stronger as I raised my head to look at her,why was she holding my hand so tight?did something happened? My eyes saw the man leaning over the edge of the brick walls. I recognized the face even though I haven't seen it for 5 years. It was mu father. Mathieu Matsuro.

I gulped nervously trying to figure out what to do,I was checking my mother's face trying to see what is she thinking or feeling but nothing...she kept holding my hand firmly and walked past him...like he didn't exist there...like he wasn't leaning on the wall. I believed that was the right approach so I went with it,he didn't try to stop us either so we both walk through the gates of my new school. I could feel the eyes of the kids on me,I could feel the stares and hear the whispers I didn't know how but after that scary man came our house crashing down the window...my feelings become sharper I didn't say a word to my mom because I didn't wanted to worry her,but I could hear even the smallest sounds,the noises and things like that. My skin would crawl but I tried to contain the feeling. Now the states where getting intense I could see the reason a girl with a eyepatch,looks like she's scared,and probably shaking.

I hold a brave face as we all lined up to get sort into our classes,the headmaster and few other teachers come out of the school doors. I was starting to get more nervous as I lost the sight of my mom. I balled my fists trying to focus on the principals words rather than the kids talking about me and my hideous looks. I wanted them to stop talking,I wish I could stop them. It didn't take long for the teachers to divide us into our classes I got into class 1-A I was the last one in the line as we got inside to the building and walked our classroom. I felt lucky because our teacher was a sweet lady with a beautiful smile she accepted my different looks and didn't judge my handmade eyepatch,she prepared us a sitting plan,I was seated next to a girl called Kaori. She was beautiful very beautiful if I had to be honest,she seemed to be unbothered by my existence she greated me and sat down. We started to introduce ourselves and talk about our dreams some students even show of their quirks.

I sat there thinking how normal they truly are,they had friends and big dreams,while all I was holding into making my mom proud and getting out of factory distinct. I lowered my head down and focused on what I was going to say,but then I realized that blood drops on the desk I raised my hand to ask the teacher about the blood but I couldn't speak my ears where ringing,I could hear someone's scream they sound like they're in pain,I notice the smoke filling the room,the roof crumbling,the brick walls exploding. I was scared because the scream wasn't going anywhere all I could see is red...is that blood?why is Kaori chan lying there holding her neck? Why is our teacher falling? Where is everyone? Who's blood is in my hands and under my knees? I'm scared,my throat hurts,where's mom? I want to go home. Late recogbization hits me...I was the one who's screaming. The pain It was mine,the blood was also mine. The classrooms doors burst open a weird looking man jumped in front of me holding my blood covered chin"my name is Shota Aizawa you will be fine,just breath with me okay? The doctors are here to help you,your quirk went out of control that's it,everything is okay." My quirk? I wanted to tell him that I don't have a quirk but my mouth won't open. Why do I feel so light?as I closed my eyes I start to feel nothing. I kinda like this feeling.