(Please listen to Anguish of the Quirkless which is at the top to help with the mood of the chapter.)
As the lovely couple was surprised with the whole 1A students minus Bakugo with 1B, Mirio, Tamaki, Yuyu plus Eri, and the UA Staff members, the Wild Wild Pussycats plus Kota, and short chubby green-haired woman being Inko Midoriya. Izuku and Nejire were surprised but Ryuko was in it just to distract Izuku and Nejire long enough for them to prepare everything. In izuku's case, he is surprised by this, since he usually celebrates his birthday a day before so that he could at least be with his two lovely girlfriends for most of the day. He never had friends to celebrate his birthday, and it was quite lonely to say this but that's how it is in this day and time; the powerful stay at the top and the weak are trampled and forgotten.
"Woah, you guys didn't have to do this." was the only thing Izuku said which leads to Nejire squeezing his hand tightly, as he looks at her only to see her giving him a sorrowful look along with Ryuko.
"Come on bro it's your special day, of course, we had to do this!" Kirishima shouted.
"Hell Yeah!" Tetsutetsu followed up.
"All right..." Was the first thing Izuku said, as he looks down trying to gather up all his courage just to have a heart-to-heart with his mother to whom he kept a lot of secrets and it was time to let her know everything.
His silence alone changed the mood around the room, the tension, and the gloomy feeling in the air was hard to breathe in. As Inko slowly approach her son with this type of feeling in her chest; the pain, the sorrow, and the dread were too familiar to her, that was when her son was announced quirkless.
"*sigh* Mom can we talk outside... please." He sounded so broken, and it was felt around the room, as he walked outside the dorm.
To think of someone as pure and kind as he could be so broken, what happened to him? Why is he like this? Why did he have to hide it? Why is it so painful to just watch and you can't do anything about it? Like an old saying forgotten by mankind, 'The loneliest people are the kindest... The saddest people have the brightest smile... The most damaged people are the wisest... All because they don't wish to see anyone else suffer the way they did.' and you'll never know how damaged someone is until you try to love them... Within the darkness, he screamed... He cried... He tried to find someone and yet he was found by people who would love him for the person he is.
"Okay..." was the only thing Inko said, as she follows her son outside along with Nejire and Ryuko.
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Outside was a different story... The emotional tension was unreal for both Inko and Izuku. And there was no more turning back from this, it's now or never to come clean with her, to be true to one's self.
"Look... Mom, I'm sorry for bothering you, I'm sorry for everything, I'm sorry for even existing..." Izuku said sounding so broken not even facing his mother and his girlfriends.
" Nearly all my life I've been called a failure... And I was called so, that day when I and my ex broke up I was falling apart and I know you notice it too Mom, I may hide my feelings but no matter how hard I try to hide them, my eyes will always tell how I feel..." Izuku said and it sounded like he was on the verge of crying.
For Nejire and Ryuko, it felt like this was repeating all over again since Izuku did tell them everything. Ryuko knew this somehow since she used to babysit him since they were young. For Nejire the only time that Izuku didn't tell her was how he was feeling mentally too which she just learned today.
As for Inko, she couldn't handle this type of feeling and seeing her son like this, like broken glass, broken and shattered into a million pieces and they can't fix everything from what's already been broken.
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