⚠️: English isn't my first language so you may find some errors. Text to me if you find some.
⚠️Some POV are written in a protagonist narrative, while some others are written on a omnipresent narrative.
⚠️ Sometimes, baby Hayami have an off vocabulary, this is on purpose.
Since a lot of stories begin in a bad way, what do you think if I start mine in a better way? Like, why not? Lot of things happened to me, good things, bad ones. Now, I considered myself as a fortunate child, with a loving family and no worries... well, not so much. As a kid, many things can be scary sometimes.
I am the third child of the Pro-Hero Vermilion Rose, and the Costume Designer Yukio. I love them and I've been a spoiled child since I got memories because of my baby behavior. I tend to cry a lot because I was very close to them.
I also have two sisters; they are twins, two year older than me. They was pretty similar before their quirks first appearance but now they are incredible different. Asami is the caring one, as she is the older, and is very similar in character as mom. She is a nurse now so I think that was a pretty amazing and obvious career for her. She always cheer me up as a completely sunshine.
Kasumi in another hand, always had more of a bitter personality, and she always look at me differently, with those bored bluish eyes. Initially I thought that was just her resting face but now I know the real reason of that look, and her hate for me, but that is not the matter yet. I was about to tell you about my funny (embarrassing) first day at Kindergarten.
My mom was really prepared for that so she spend at least 1 hour, talking to me about my school, but I started to be very concerned because I probably won't understood a thing. But even if I wasn't that sure about what will happen, and I was scared as a little chicken, that day couldn't be that bad right?, mom would be with me, right?
We enter to the classroom and I couldn't see any other mom in there... that's when I started to get scared. I take off my bunny bag plush and hug it in a failed attempt to not get in panic.
The unique mom that was there approached to us and smile to me.
_Hi, I'm Miss Ahiru, I'm your teacher little one! How do you feel today?
I made a few steps back to my mother, but she pushed me slightly forward by her hand, gently. I looked to all the class but none of my friends was there either. I hug my bunny bag again and I headed forward to my teacher, who was very kind to me. She took my hand and present me to the class. Some of the other children look at me and I raised my hand to my school hat, I thought it was falling out of my head because of my ponytails but it wasn't.
The teacher looked at me this time and she show me my sit, close to another girl with a long braid who greeted me with her hand. I did the same to her and I put my bunny on my table... and I look back to my mom. She was in front of the exit door, preparing to leave.
I never felt like this before and I didn't wanted to feel in that way never in my life again.
_I'm going to work princess, be good on your first day at school!_. She smiled at me with her precious expression but I wasn't prepared.
_Mommy? Why are you leaving?
My bunny fell from my table and my teacher tried to block my vision with her body as an intention to distract me but I started to run to my mom. I could feel my tears falling of my eyes and my heart bumping hard on my chest, in total despair. I've never was left alone in any place. Never.
_ Mommy, don't leave me here, I don't want you to leave...
And suddenly, I felt heat on my hands, and my body gathered a huge amount of weight that lean me down, directly to the wooden floor. I fell tremendously heavy on the floor, my head hit the ground and my feet lean upwards like a tiny fish because of all the force. Then I feel pain on my entire body, but mostly on my hands and face.
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