Dear Kacchan,
I bet you thought you'd never hear from me again, huh? You don't need to worry, I don't plan on trying to contact you ever again. I just have a few things I want to get off my chest before I move on completely.
First of all, I want to apologize. I know I'm holding onto the past. My whole life, I've never forgiven you, and I'm sure you don't even know half of the story. So I'd like to apologize for holding onto a side of the story that isn't even known to anyone else.
I'm sure you assumed I took your advice and took a swan dive off of a building, right?
Trust me, it almost happened.
After my incident with the slime villain, I met All Might. The hero we both loved so much. He saved me from that slime villain. I was in shock, and awe, and I was completely desperate after everything that had happened that day already. I wasn't thinking, and I grabbed onto All Might when he tried to leave. Next thing I know, we're flying through the air! We landed on top of this huge building, where I asked him if I could be a hero without a quirk.
Big surprise! He told me no. He said I should go with a career as a doctor or a police officer.
Then he left me up there on the rooftop.
I sat at the edge for a while. I contemplated jumping until it was super late into the night. My mom was probably trying to call me, but I had already thrown my phone off the edge of the building so I had no way of knowing.
I had finally decided I was going to do it. I stood up, and stood at the edge for another minute. The lights of the city were beautiful from that high in the sky, and I would've been happy with that being the last thing I saw. Except, as I jumped, someone caught me. I was wrapped up in this white cloth, and I was pulled back up onto the roof of the building. I remember shouting and crying for the person to just let me fall. I was overwhelmed, and I was extremely angry.
Eraserhead had saved me. Your teacher. Imagine how he would react now if he was told that the 14 year old quirkless boy he saved from suicide was the victim of his future best hero student.
He didn't have words to comfort me, but he just held me until I calmed down enough to tell him my address.
Unfortunately, he still didn't make it in time. The hero whom I once admired and loved was dead to me, but I found a new favorite in Eraserhead.
Halfway home, I begged him to take me anywhere else. I begged him to take me to an orphanage, or to let me go off on my own, or to help me fake my death and let me run away. I couldn't face my mom after what had happened, especially since I still wanted to die. He told me no, and he took me home.
When I got home, he made sure I made it inside safely, and then went on his way. I still can't decide if I was lucky or unlucky, but my mom wasn't home. There was a note on the counter saying that she had to work a double and came home to make me dinner that was in the fridge ready for me to warm up.
I couldn't even bring myself to eat it. It would just be better if she didn't know I had been home at all.
So I ran away.
Also, I want to say that my mental health did get better for a while. After I ran away, I was taken in by this guy who found me starving, shaking, and scared on the side of the road after I'd been attacked by some lowlife people trying to take the little money I had. You even know him, Kacchan!
To you, he's known as Dabi. To me, he was Touya.
I didn't know he was a villain at the time. He had an apartment, he was a good cook, he was nice, and he treated me like a little brother. He took care of me. Sure, he has scars, but who doesn't? My scars are from you!
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Dear Kacchan
Fanfiction"I'm glad I was able to call you my best friend at one point in time, Kacchan.... This isn't your fault...I'm sorry for everything I've done" Pro Hero Dynamite gets an unexpected letter, but realized it's too late do to anything about it.