Whispers in the Wind

On my own

I was soo happy to finally be out and go home. Though I still needed to go home alone, I couldn't help but wonder.

Why was it me?

Why did I survive?

Was it my father's spirit that watched over me?

Why didn't my mother come visit at all?

Why didn't I hear anything from Hitoshi or my class?

Was I that useless?

Did people hate me that much?

Did I deserve what happened?

NO!

I did nothing wrong!

I am sure of that!

This must be a huge mistake but still, how could they?!

No matter how long I pondered over these questions, I never got an answer to them. So, in the end I gave up and just walked home. Even though I didn't have an answer to them they still popped up in my head and it took me a while to think over each and every one of them.

AHHHH!!!

I don't know the answers!

I am certain that I never met Hawks or Dabi before!

How can I offend someone when I never meet them before?!

What was that even supposed to mean family member....

I never harmed anyone besides that stupid Dandelion that All Might loves.

Like seriously Kacchan is the only one I ever hurt and that only in exercises.

How should I even be able to meet them before?

They are famous!

This doesn't make any sense!

Me: *Sigh*... Guess it was just bad luck...

Once I was in front of the doorway of our house, I took out my keys since the hospital still had all my stuff. It was funny how I still had the burned clothes on. No one really care about it. Then again why did no one wonder? A boy walking in burned and bloodied clothes should get some attention. At least from the heroes but I didn't. I even passed Endeavor and he didn't even glance at me. Guess this is how life treats me by now. At least I was alive.

Is this really what I want?

Should I go back or just run away?

What am I even thinking?!

Only because mom didn't visit me doesn't mean she doesn't care!

She might have been just too busy...

Maybe she couldn't even cope seeing me like this...

I am sorry for making you worry mom!

I opened the door and stepped into our home.

Me: Mom, I'm home!

No response.

She should be at home...

Maybe she's doing something...

I should close the door and then change first before approaching her.

Yeah that's what I should do...

No one wants to see their child in bloody cloths.