They walked inside a small living room, Izuku stood with a smile. He was happy, it sounds weird as he was done and tried to leave this world not so long ago, but now... He was happy to be at home again. - It's good to be back. - he said with a big smile and looked around. It was dusty, but it didn't surprise him. After all, in the past month, there was no one in this apartment to clean. - Ah! Do you want tea? - he asked turning around to Eraserhead, who stood behind him.
-If it's not a problem. -- Alright, then feel at home. - the green-haired boy said and went to the kitchen. When Eraserhead was waiting for Izuku, he looked around the room. - Why did he want to kill himself? - he thought as he walked around.
The walls were painted light green, there was a bookshelf, and by the window was a dull red couch, on the opposite side by the wall was a TV stand. On it was a TV and a framed photo.
The photo interested Eraserhead, he walked over to it and picked up it, looking closely at it.In the photo was the green-haired boy in his school uniform. Next to him was standing a short woman with slightly lighter hair than him. - It must be his mother. - he said under his breath as he looked at these two, they looked very similar to each other. But there was also another girl with blonde hair and yellow eyes, who didn't look like she was related to them. The man got curious about her but decided to not ask about it, just in case. After all, the boy said earlier he doesn't have anyone.
A moment later, Izuku comes back with two cups of tea and the two men sit on the couch. - What kind of tea is it? - the black-haired man asked as he took a sip. He linked the aroma and taste of his drink. - Yerba mate, it's a healthier alternative to coffee. - Izuku said it with a soft smile, he was glad that the man seemed to enjoy the tea. Eraserhead smiled at the boy and thought.
- He seems to be a good child. -⟩~~~★~~~⟨
- I left my phone number, call if necessary. -he said standing beside the door. - Thank you. - When the black-haired man left, Izuku was left alone in the apartment, again. Feeling the flow of negative emotions, which were inhibited by some strange force - which, as it turned out, was related to his quirk, he decided to walk for a while to clean his mind.
At first, it was weird and a little hard to walk with the wings but as he walked around he got used to it a bit. While he was walking around the city, he decided to visit the hairdresser, who cut his hair tip and dyed the strand in his bangs blonde - in the exact color shade as the hair of his best friend.
⟩~~~★~~~⟨
He was sitting on the bench in the park as he watched the trees, he took his phone and unlocked it. There was something that told him he should call his friend and inform her he was still alive, as the fact he jumped off the roof must have been shown in the media. To his surprise, she didn't answer. - Weird, usually she answers after the first ring. - he said and looked at the number. - Maybe she's busy? I will just try again later. - Izuku put the phone back in his pocket and stood up, walking back home.
He walked a little differently than before so he came to the square before his staircase from the other side. Which reminded him of a certain memory, the sadness, which was blocked due to his quirk, but his mind still could feel it a little.⟩~~~★~~~⟨
A blonde girl in her school's uniform was standing in the square, today was the first day of middle school for her and her best friend, even though they would be in different schools. Her blonde hair was loose and she had a dark green strand on her bangs. After a while, a green-haired woman with blonde strands combed into a heart on her bangs approached her. - You're really beautiful, Aunt Inko! - Toga exclaimed upon seeing the woman. In the meantime, Izuku ran up to them.
-Thank you, sweetie. -- Maybe we will take a photo? - Izuku asked with a smile, as he looked at the two women.
- It's your first day of middle school. A photo will be a good souvenir. -
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Depend Quirk - Beginning
FanfictionWhat if several tragic events meet in quick succession and drive the boy to the brink? A broken dream in early childhood Losing your best friend to reputation Being taken advantage of by a friend Losing mother in a sad incident No contact with the o...