Plain and overlooked || Bnha fanfiction

Plain and overlooked chapter 1

My life was pretty average.

I had a kind pair of parents, with equally kind (although annoying at times) younger siblings who look up to me.

Although this is surprisingly not common knowledge among people, I was actually born with my tail. It didn't just gradually grow when I hit the age of 4 like some people may think. This is why I was some-what jealous of those who developed quirks at that age, although there were those who were like me with extra limbs or eyes, I still felt a sinking feeling in my stomach whenever I watched other kids get praised for their unique quirk.

Meanwhile, I had a tail.

I wasn't bullied or anything really, I was the pinnacle of normal while growing up. A average group of friends, average family, average quirk and of course, average me.

The only thing that wasn't average was my grades, which is impressive in an adults eyes, but not so much in a kids views.

Sure I gained more praise for my knowledge and how high I ranked in tests whenever my teacher brought me up to the class to set an example to other students, but I wasn't very satisfied. If anything, I wanted to be seen as something more.

Then came heroes.

Of course I've known about heroes because lets be honest, who doesn't? But I wasn't really interested in them growing up. If anything, I was more interested in news and shows from the pre-quirk era. I first came across this comic book hero called Bat Man when I was 9. While walking back from school, I came across an old, dirtied book lying by the side of the road. I was planning on throwing it in the bin like a decent human should do, but then I saw the cover and was intrigued.

I read the book while walking home and became obsessed.

I begged my mom to let me use the computer to do more research on the hero.

Then things went from there and now I'm a DC and Marvel fan. My favorite hero was still Bat Man, but the others like Iron Man, Spider Man, etc were so interesting to me. Their backstories of how they came to be was like no other hero I've seen in real life.

Of course, this inspired me to become a hero myself. Which by the way, my parents took the news in with a smile. I suppose its understandable since its pretty normal for a child to want to become a hero.

I knew I couldn't just want to become a hero. I had to work towards that goal. Meaning training my body and mind to become prepared.

Which led me to start attending martial art lessons, gradually becoming better after 2 years which inspired me once again to take up another fighting style called taekwondo.
I even tried boxing and other fighting styles. I became a regular at the gym nearby my house and the dojo I go to for lessons.

Everyday I worked towards my goal. To become a hero.

My parents became worried for me once I turned 14. I suppose they thought that my dream to become a hero was just a phase.

However I'm serious when wanting to become a hero. I know my quirk isn't exactly flashy or strong, but I'll make do with what I have. Quirks aren't everything after all. I know what I'm getting into.

Once I got into UA, I would be lying if I told you I didn't feel hurt when my parents only stared at me in surprise. As if they didn't believe that I would manage to get into UA.

I let myself shake off the feeling as I let my younger siblings, both girls of the ages 10 and 8, look at me in awe as they showered me with praise. I smiled fondly at the 2, while excusing myself to my room. I still felt as if this isn't enough. I plan on becoming a hero, not one who looks for fame or money, but one that sticks to the shadows and saves those who were left in the dark by society.