Lenora never met her real parents and the family that adopted her died in a terrible accident, leaving her to grow up with the sweet old couple who lived next door, who were more than happy to have the little 6 years girl to raise.
Despite her new...
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"I already told you I'm fine, stop pestering me!"
Izuku sighed one more time, throwing the softball in the air.
"Sorry! It's just...we talk about everything, right? And you still haven't said either one word on that villain speech and I'm afraid you're bottling up emotions..."
Lenora grabbed the ball, throwing it back to Izuku.
A whole week was pass since the accident at USJ and Lenora still haven't figured out the right way to speak her mind to her best friend. They were currently lying on his, Lenora's face near Izuku's feet, passing a softball to each other. That was their routine when one of them was upset and this time was Lenora's turn.
She sighed, "It's not a funny story."
Izuku stopped the ball passing, tossing it on the little box where all his training stuff was, "Len, whatever it is, I'm here for you."
The girl took a deep breath, her eyes fixed on the All Might posters scattered on the walls, "I never met my biological parents", she started, dropping the first bomb.
"Huh? Wait, the family you had before wasn't...your natural ones?!"
"No, they were my adoptive parents. They took me with them after my biological mother just abandoned me at the hospital, right after giving birth to me."
She wasn't upset about her mother's decision; she wasn't ready to raise a kid, and that was fine. At least she left her at the hospital and not in a trash can or worse.
"So my old family adopted me. They wanted a girl and I remember my mom telling me how she fell in love with my eyes the moment she saw them. I felt glad and special to be chosen by such a kind heart like hers. Her husband looked as nice as she and their son were...he was amazing. He was already four when I arrived and I clearly remember him being so gentle with me, singing me silly songs to make me sleep, drawing a lot of horrible purple frogs to my amusement, and bringing me ice cream at the most random times of the day...", she let out a shaky breath, smiling, "...he was the best brother of the entire world, but our dad didn't seem to realize it. For reasons I never understood, he was always trying to divide us: he didn't want him near me, we couldn't play together if he was in the house and sometimes he even hit him. I didn't know what to do at the time, I just stood there, pleading with him to stop hitting Ko. He never raised a hand at me, but I just knew he didn't like me taking Ko's defenses. My mom was the one who strongly believed in our relationship, telling me one day we would be heroes together, but of course, that day will never come..."
She took a pause. The painful part was about to come out.
"It was just a month after my brother's birthday when it happened. My mom went to the supermarket and I was left in the library with the promise she would be back at three. I was happy, y'know? Two hours to spend inside my favorite place. Absolute heaven. But then the time she was supposed to back came and she wasn't there. I waited for her for two hours and then I decided to return home all alone, thinking she must forget me. The truth was that inside me I know something was wrong: she would never leave me there. Never. When I reach our porch my feet stopped in their truck, and an unpleasant feeling was growing in me. My brother was shaking in the middle of the garden, hysterically crying. I remember running to him and his eyes...jeez, Izuku, his eyes were empty. He looked scared, mad, and disconnected at the same time. I wasn't even sure that was my brother. I reached out my hand, trying to touch him, but he punched me in the stomach, making me fall. 'I don't want you to die, Lennie' was the only thing he said to me right before the sirens of the ambulance approached us. Lately, the police informed me that my neighbors called them after hearing screaming and the noises of broken objects coming from our house. Those neighbors were Mariko and Tadashi who kindly offered themselves as official guardians for my brother and me but...he ran away. That's all I know because that's all the police find out. There was no track of my adoptive parents, but they supposed a villain with a strong quirk decided to rob the house, and...he probably killed them, scaring the shit out of my brother. He was just a kid, too. Never went to school 'cause my dad preferred homeschooling, no friends, raised without a quirk to protect himself: Ko was just a kid and did what kids do when they're scared. They run. And he left me there, alone. I blamed myself all those years: maybe if I was stronger and protected him more from our dad he wouldn't have left me. We could still be together, y'know? Fighting side to side like a family. Maybe he wouldn't become one stupid villain and be 'eliminated' just because of me. Maybe I shouldn't even step in that house and..."
