Several dollars were enough for a train ticket. Stares were looking in his directions but that was to be expected if you see a 10 year old boy purchasing a train ticket on his own. With nothing but a backpack, Izuku Yagi decided to leave his past be...
Author: HEYO!! Ok! So, lately i've been on a sort of technological high since a few friends of mine pulled me into watching their favourite Disney movies. The one that stuck out the most to me was Big Hero 6. Growing up, watching movies like Iron Man fascinated me with how incredible creating tech was. So, I felt like writing this story as more of a pleasure story for myself. Ok! Let's get started! _______________
Izuku boarded the trained once it pulled into the station. He did his best to ignore and block out the uncertain stares of other passengers, knowing they were mostly just had concerns that a boy so young is currently riding a train so close to evening with no parental supervision in sight.
?: Young man, where are your parents?
The voice of one of the passengers, a young woman asked Izuku. The woman had a kind face, her hair a mixture of light and dark brown with gentle green eyes. At first, Izuku didn't exactly know how to answer such an question.
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?: Do you know where they are?
Izuku nodded his head before pulling his backpack off and zipping it open to know the ticket he had just purchased.
Izuku: I'm heading to San Fransokyo... where my parents won't find me.
The woman's face seemed to crinkle slightly as worry settled onto her features. She wasn't a parent herself but she had enough parental instincts to know that if a child is going through all the trouble to actively purchase a ticket to a city hours away from where they currently were, it was serious.
?: Oh, I see. Well i'm actually heading there myself. I have my nephews there waiting for me. I have my own little cafe I run, I came here to Mustufatu to visit an old friend of mine. My name is Cass Hamada, do you mind telling me why you're going to San Fransokyo?
Izuku frowned slightly at the question since he didn't know if the woman was asking to she could tell the police where he was going. But with how kind she was currently, Izuku thought it would probably be best just to answer the woman.
Izuku: My parents don't want me. Or they just don't care. Since I was four, they never do anything for me. I'm not just throwing a tantrum... they never celebrate my birthdays, buy me gifts on Christmas, help me with school... nothing... they just stopped loving me...
Cass felt her heart break as she saw tiny tears slowly fall and stain the fabric of the bright yellow backpack that was held in his hands. Izuku looked only to be about ten years old and he already figured out something that heartbreaking?
Izuku: My old friends also kept calling me mean names and hurting me with their quirks...
Izuku's voice was wavering, more tears continuing to spill despite his efforts to stop them. Cass couldn't bear it, she slowly wrapped her arms around the boy and pulling him in for a motherly hug, a hand rubbing soothing circles on his back. Izuku didn't feel like holding it in anymore and just cried against the woman's chest. The train continued on it's course, minutes flying by as cass continued to comfort the crying child.
