2: Denki's POV - 15 and Torn

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Middle school, it was a great escape from home, aside from the fact that everyone teased me for having heroes as parents. Still, it was better than home. My parents were never home and when they were they were telling me how to be a hero and that I was stupid and needed higher grades. Always reminding me that I had to continue the family career, "ever since quirks appeared our ancestors have been heroes so you must continue that, you're our only kid!" That was their favourite way to remind me of how I had to live my life.

You may think, why would people tease me because I have hero parents? Well they constantly tell me my parents don't care about me and/or say my life is public so I can't keep any secrets. It doesn't help that I'm stupid. I can barely spell long words. I used to not even be able to spell my full name, not even my first name. I had only recently learned to write my name.

My grades were horrendous so that's another thing to pick on me for.

Today was my fifteenth birthday, of course my parents missed it. I woke up to a note on the counter that just said 'we got a mission, see you in probably a few days! keep those grades up!' Not even an I love you or Happy Birthday.

They've missed and forgotten all of my birthdays since I turned ten. It's like they don't care anymore.

It doesn't matter though, I just have to get through the school day. I walked into my school, heading to my locker. Once I got there I switched out some books. I stood there for a moment, checking that I was good for the morning.

"Happy Birthday!!" I jumped at the voice and turned to the right to see my best friend, Eijiro Kirishima.

A smile spread across my face. "Thanks Ei." I hugged him, I swear he was the best friend I could ask for.

"No need to thank me, you're 15 man!" Eijiro teased, nudging my shoulder with his fist.

I heard teasing laughter behind me and my smile faded. I didn't even want to know who was behind me. "Imagine only just turning fifteen, ya know most of us have been fifteen for months right?"

"I swear he's such a loser."

"And stupid too. He's trying to pretend we're not even here!"

Me and Eijiro looked at the ground, not sure about him but I was ashamed. I was really young for my grade, I should be in a lower grade honestly, I'm too stupid for grade 9. Hell, I should be in grade 2.

Eijiro closed my locker and pulled me away, in the direction of our homeroom class. "Don't listen to them Denks. You aren't stupid."

I stopped walking. Eijiro turned to me and stopped walking as well, obviously confused. I looked him in the eyes in shame. "I am stupid though Ei. Hell, I couldn't spell my own name till last year. I should be in grade 2, not grade 9. How can I go into high school when I can't even spell or say most of the words in english and social?"

Eijiro frowned, looking at me with a look of pity. I glared back. I couldn't stand the pity. "Stop looking at me like that!" I stormed off in the opposite direction of my class.

"Denki wait!"

"Yeah Denki! Wait for your loser friend! Honestly, you think either of you could be heroes?"

Laughter erupted through the hall as I ran up the stairs. I kept going and going, I had no idea where I was going and no idea if Eijiro was still following me but I didn't care. I burst through a set of doors, I was on the roof.

I finally let my tears fall, leaning against the wall next to the door. I sunk to the floor, sobbing. Somewhere in the distance I heard a bell ring. Everything was foggy and diluted, my hearing was dimmed so I didn't even hear when the door opened.

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