eating disorder vigilante Deku Dadzawa

-beginning-

i ran across the roof tops, my vigilante suit stained with blood.

My blood.

I had fought a fucker who had a knife, and with my luck, since I'm quirkless and had not much power over the man, i managed to get stabbed, it wasnt very deep, thank All Might, so i could easily patch it up when i got to my house.

no, the house, its not even mine, i dont know whos it is, i just happened to find an abandoned building when i ran away from my shitty parents, and then i made it my own.

i landed with a soft thud in front of the rotting door, and went inside.

the wallpaper was slowly peeling, and the carpet was mouldy and some of the windows had been broken, there was graffiti everywhere, and it had taken me a month to make it a reasonable living space, i only really used my room and the training room though, since they were the least effected over the time period this place had been abandonded.

i walked through to the bathroom, and grabbed my  med kit i kept on the sink.

i slid my shirt off and sighed when i saw much blood there really was.

i winced as i cleaned and patched up the wound.

i washed my hands to get rid of the blood and i chucked my outfit in the sink to soak in time for tomorrows patrol.

i got into a tshirt and shorts, and opened up my laptop to log onto my online class.

"Ah, Midoryia, your here, i think Amali should be logging on soon, and as you can see Dala and Eim are already here" the teacher greeted me.

"hello sensei" i greeted.

Amali has joined

"ah, Amali, youre here, i wanted to wait untill everyone was on to tell you this, tomorrow we have a new student joining us, his name is Hitoshi Shinsou, so when he logs on tomorrow i want you to all be nice, alright?"

"alright sensei" we all chorused.

"good, lets start the lesson then"