Shota - An MHA Story

My Screams

{Shota - Junior High 2nd Year}

I shifted uncomfortably where I lay. I didn't understand why I was sleeping.

I woke myself up and blinked. There was a blinding light that bothered my eyes. I decided to activate my quirk just in case there was a threat around.

Where the heck am I? I wondered.

As I looked around, I saw a pair of glasses on a side table. I noticed that I was laying on a couch. I stood up, but pain shot through me like a bullet.

"Crap, that hurts.." I winced.

I turned around to see the brown hair of Watanabe-sensei.

He was sitting cross-legged in a chair at a dining table. He was reading a book. Without looking up, he spoke.

"Finally woke up, have you? You had quite the sleeping spell. I wondered if I should've taken you to a hospital, Shota."

I felt like he was trying to make a joke, but he didn't laugh.

"What the he-"

"Don't swear, young boy." He interrupted me.
I gaped my mouth.

"I wasn't!" I yelled at him and rolled my eyes.

"I'm assuming your about to run to the bathroom given your current situation. It's down that hallway." He pointed.

I raised one eyebrow.

"Why would I-" I understand now.

I sprinted down the hallway he pointed to and puked in the toilet. I don't understand. I haven't even eaten anything! Why does this keep happening? I mean..I know why, but it doesn't stop!

"Shota?" Watanabe-sensei was standing at the door frame. "Do you want to live here with me?"
I couldn't answer right now. I continued to throw up in his toilet.

"Yes, I accept your offer." I replied while coughing. "And..I'm going to think about what you said about being a her-"

Craaaapppppp. I cried in my head.

"About being a hero." I finished.

"Are you done dying?" He asked me.

I coughed.

"For now." I shrugged.

I finally took a good look at Watanabe-sensei. He looks so tired. Like me! Without his glasses he just looks terrible. Also, like me.

"Come on. I knew you would accept my offer, so I got you a room set up." He took my hand. What an odd feeling.

He showed me the dark room. Every article of furniture inside of it was either black or grey. It was perfect. He knows my style.

There was a mirror set up on the wall. I took a good look at myself and squinted my eyes in disgust. My hair was a mess. I needed a hair brush!

I feel like others have always felt like I'm..odd.. because of my medium length hair.

Not a ton of guys my age have long hair, but it's not uncommon.

"Do you happen to have a hair brush, Sensei?" I asked.

He pointed to a desk drawer on my right. I opened it and sure enough there was a hair brush.

"Thank you." I brushed my hair until it was no longer knotted and I turned back to Sensei.
"Can I get my things from my home?" I asked.
He offered to drive me there and back and I agreed.

After everything happened that day and it was nighttime again, I went to my room.

"Thank you..goodnight, Watanabe-sensei.." I thank him and said my farewell for the night. It still felt strange to be living with another person again.

As I began to crawl into my bed, I realized I forgot to do one thing.

I wasn't the type of person to do this, but I felt it was necessary. He was kind after all.

I left my room and stood in front of Watanabe-sensei.

"Sensei?" I asked, trying to get his attention.

"Yes, Shota?" He replied, turning to look at me.
I gave him a tight hug. He gasped. It was unexpected to him.

"Thank you for what you have done for me. I trust you with all my heart."

I could feel his smile.

"I'm glad to hear it, Shota!" He exclaimed with excitement.

I slowly shuffled my feet and made my way back to my room to fall asleep in this comfortable bed he had given me.

I fell asleep with no sort of nightmares flooding my head. It's like..I was weightless. No memories of her came to me. Nothing was dark. It was all surrounded by a cloudy substance. Was I in the sky?

I realized I was dreaming and I started to look around to familiarize myself. Still just clouds. All of a sudden, I heard the most agonizing scream. It kind of sounded like me. I covered my ears. I shut my eyes tight because of the pain the loud sound caused me.

When I opened my eyes the clouds were stained with blood.

I fell to my knees.

"What the hell.." I muttered. "What the hell is happening to me.." I asked.

I woke up to Watanabe-sensei shaking me awake.

"What the heck, Sensei? It's like 7:00 in the morning!" I grumbled while I rubbed my eyes.

"Well maybe you shouldn't start crying in the middle of the morning! I could hear you! What is wrong!?" He demanded to know.

I touched my face. It was wet with tears.

"I dunno. I just had..a really weird dream." I told him. As I sat up, I could hear the scream from my dream getting louder and closer in my head. It hurt so bad. I grabbed the roots of my hair and flung myself forward head first into my bed to try and reduce the pain. It wasn't helping.

"Shota!?" Watanabe-sensei yelled with worry. "What's going on Shota!?"

The scream continued to repeat over and over again. I rolled off my bed and hit the ground hard. It didn't matter, I just wanted the ear breaking sound to stop.

"Sensei! Please.." I cried. "Help me make it stop!"
He began to be confused.

"Wha...What stop..?" He asked.

"The pain..the screams.."

My screams.