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Touya hates the way he looks.

Scarred,mangled pink skin covering a good 80% of his body

He barely recognises himself now. From the little red haired boy with minor bruising or scars from his quirk to a full on freak of nature with stark white hair.

Who's gonna find him attractive?

And the red string tied to his pinky constantly mocks him. They'd probably run or scream if they saw him.

He'll just bolt when he sees them if they don't bolt first

Today he has to make one of the few trips to the grocery store. He's been surviving on microwave pizza and coffee for the past two weeks and Fuyumi is hounding him to eat better.

As much as he loves his little sister,she can be a pain in the ass

"Are you really wearing the mask" she huffs

"Yes" Touya says,putting on his sunglasses

" Touya "

"Let's just go" he unlocks his car and sits inside, "You coming?"

Fuyumi just sighs and sits down.

The drive is painfully silent. Fuyumi doesn't even know what to talk about with her brother but she really wants him to get out of his funk somehow.

He hasn't been the same since he became an adult and moved out of the family house eight years ago.

Rarely keeping in touch,never visited,and never mentioned their dad

Touya can already feel the pang of insecurity when he enters the store. It's like all eyes are immediately on him—they're not but it feels like it. He follows Fuyumi around with the cart as she puts items in it,humming to herself.

This is taking way longer than he's used to

"Touya,can you go get bread?"

"No"

Fuyumi groans, "Please"

Touya just walks off towards the bread aisle,grumbling the whole time.

He grabs the bag of sweet rolls and examines it, not noticing the invisible string on his finger shortening

"Aren't we done?" Mina whines,trudging behind you with the cart

"Well I need food for the new apartment" you laugh,swinging your cane around the corner. The coast is clear so you carefully found it, "And I obviously can't do it by myself"

"Y/n. Babe. I love you but you eat like a hog " Mina says

You roll your eyes and keep walking, "What aisle is this?"

"Uhhh,bread and grains"

"Oh perfect,that's the next thing we need"

Your cane smacks a boot and you squeak, "Oh dear,I'm sorry"

The person doesn't respond, "Oh,maybe it's a stool or something" you tap it again

"No,I just moved out of the way" the raspy voice says

"Oh,thank you" you smile,shuffling past him.

But when you pass him,you feel a tug on your pinky.

No way

You gasp softly and turn, "Excuse me,sir?"

But he's already gone

You pout and touch your pinky. The string is no longer there

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