Resentful Shadows (Discontinued)

chapter 9

Chapter 9

Warning: Bullying, language and violence.

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Third pov:

"Alright class. Today we have a new student joining us a little late in the semester due to being kidnapped a few years ago. But, please make him feel welcome."

A timid man with long brunette hair, coal eyes peered at his students, who were wide in shock. Izuku leaned on the door, signing as he glared at the teacher.

"Please introduce–" Izuku cut the teacher off with a smirk.

"Sir, excuse my rude behavior on my first day back to society." "Back to being a teenager again?" I don't recall allowing you to openly share what happened to me, did I?"
Izuku inquired, his voice emotionless, as the teacher took a step back and felt a chill run through him. The child's eyes briefly turned red. Violent red

"Pff, I'm kidding! Please calm down, Mr. Haakon. My name is Izuku Midoriya! My quirk isn't cool or anything, but it's still pretty useful in many ways!” He bowed. “It's a pleasure to meet you all.” Izuku spoke. The teacher coughed as the students began interrogating the child repeatedly, vowing to keep a close eye on Midoriya.
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"What's your quirk name?" A long tail girl asked.

"What happened after you'd gotten kidnapped, Were you scared? Fearfully?" Boy who resembled a mouse pounded.

Do you want to sit with us?” A girl with a soft, round face asked while slamming her hands against the desk next to her. Izuku faked blushing a little and rubbed his neck shyly as he fielded many questions.

"Um, sure! I would love to.” He spoke as he took a seat next to a blonde girl with long hair, blue eyes, and long white wings in the back. His attention was drawn away from his classmates as the teacher yelled. “Shhh, class begins now."

Izuku pov:

'The teacher was discussing the history of Second Sino, the invasion of Manchuria in 1831. ' He sighed, softly smiling, as the bell rang. It didn't even take a second after the teacher left along with most of the class. A group of students surrounded him, whom I assumed were friends. I leaned my head against my hand and peered at them. 

"You're Izuku, correct? You're quite brave to come here dressed like that." A young woman with long tails, hazel eyes, and fluffy caramel hair beamed. I scowled at her remarks as she placed her hands on my table.

Oh? What is going on here...

"Yeah! Mako! I agree. However, I have to know where you purchased your clothing. So beautiful and vibrant! "The dollar store, perhaps?” A fishman asked while crossing his arms. "Guys, come on, he's kind of cute!" "I'm referring to his charming face, which only a mother could adore." Makos continued as I rolled my eyes.

A pale tan girl stepped in, pushing the kid, Mako, whom he had just learned the name of, away. Her thick, curly, navy hair and purple eyes stared at me.

"Hm! We could fix him! " "Say, Izuku, would you like to join us?" She asked, smirking.

"What a compelling offer...  I suppose I could use you three for my own fun!" He got up his toneless voice, causing the three to flinch as darkness suddenly covered their vision. “Wha–”