hikari means light

38

TW
-self harm
-suicide
-death
-swearing
-yelling
-abuse

IZUKU POV

why is this school so god damn big. im walking through the halls and holy shit it all looks the same.

I havent actually been around the whole school yet. ive been to recovery girls office, class 1A room, the cafeteria and thats about it. i literally havent even pissed at school yet.

now i need to piss. great.

im walking and im walking. theres nothing exciting here. class starts in... 1 minute. actually a minute. so that would explain why theres no students around.

i walk for a while longer, still in all the empty hallways and then i come across a group of 3 students. all boys that look like the same age as toshi and kachann and well... me i guess.

"oi greenie! What're you doing outta class?" one with spikey orange hair asks me.

These guys look like absolute pricks. hurray. They come closer and i stop walking.

"wait guys! thats the new kid! the one they say is fuckin dangerous n shit" one of the others yells.

Well great. by the look on their faces they arent going to leave me alone. i was right about them being pricks.

"a little birdie told me that you were some dangerous little vigilante freak- hikari. that was your name wasnt it?" the orange hair speaks again.

He smirks at me. hes trying to get a reaction out of me, you can tell it in his eyes.

I dont speak and i dont move. i still have my mask so they can barely see my face anyways.

"i heard hes killed a bunch of people!"

i havent killed that many people, they were all assholes bad guys who would have killed a bunch of people....

"i heard hes a parentless reject!"

my dad was an asshole who didnt love anyone- my mum wanted me- she didnt reject me-

"i heard he cuts his wrists like a fucking emo!"

they all laugh at throw insults and rumors at me. i feel myself holding my breath.

"i heard his mother abused him!"

what...? my mother- she would- she would never.

I bend down to reach for my boot, then stand up.

"you know what i hate...?" i start walking towards them. they're all still laughing and making jokes about my life.

"what do you hate you freak?" one with red and purple hair yells.

"i hate liars" i run to one of them and i punch him in the face and kick him to the ground.

The others stare shocked and get ready to fight, but they arent quick enough.

"i hate people who spread rumors about people they dont know" i say, flipping over a brunnette guy and slamming him into the ground, his mouth opens to yell, i see his spikey teeth in his mouth that look like kirishimas.

"i hate when people judge others, as if they're better than them." i say, running my throwing knife alot his back just enough to hurt, drawing blood. he yells out, and i jab him in the temple, knocking him out.

"because you are not better than me." i stand still.

i turn my head to look at the boy with spikey orange hair. he has a scared and angry look on his face. mostly scared.

"and i hate when people talk about my family." i say finally.

"why you bastard- Ill kill you!" he screams and runs towards me, starting up his quirk.

a fire quirk.

my eyes go wide and i hold my breath before grabbing his extended arm and twisting it, sending his quirk sideways.

it looks like kachanns, but fire instead of explosion.

i put the knife to his throat and he stops his quirk. he wiggles at the cold feeling of the blade and i press it harder, drawing blood.

"dont ever attack me again. dont even think of me. you'll regret it" i whisper in his ear.

"okay whatever you freak! l-let me go!" he stutters and pleads.

i wonder how i sounded when i begged my father like that.

i push him forward and knock him out like the others, and then i continue walking down the hall way.

they'll be fine.

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Izuku continues to walk down the halls, he walks for a few minutes in silence and then starts to cry. slow, silent tears form in his eyes and drip down his face one by one.

What the boys said might have upset izuku... just a little. more than he'll admit atleast.

his dad did abuse him..he was a stuck up, selfish rich asshole who used his money for himself while his mother had to stretch out her paycheck to last a fortnight. she got barely any money because she worked a part time job and had to keep it a secret from hisashi.

But his mother loved him. when she got a little extra money, she'd always buy him something. Maybe a chocolate, or a toy.

Izuku was just silently walking with his head down, thinking, when he heard a voice from behind him.

"what are you doing not in class, izuku?" He turned around and saw nezu standing a metre or two behind him.

Izuku didnt answer him. He didnt wipe his now tear stained cheeks that were mostly covered by his mask, and he didnt make any effort to run. He just stood and stared.

"come inside with me" nezu said, turning and walking into his office.

Izuku followed without a word.

short chapter today :(

i dont really have a reason its just really short LOL

hope everyone is well❤️

manifesting health, protection and positive energy for all who read 🌱

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