A miserable childhood and a new person

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Izuku: wh-where am I. Izuku looks all over the place until he spots.

Saint roots orphanage for the quirkless children.
Izuku: wha- what am I doing here. MOM. DAD. WHERE ARE YOU. Izuku looks around in a panic while tears are streaming down his face.

Izuku: why am I in an orphanage and for quirkless kids no less. Izuku was now crying and was in a thinking storm.

Izuku: did.. did my parents take me here. Looks like they didn't love me cause I'm quirkless....but dad. DAD BELIEVED IN ME. So it was my mom she didn't love me I saw it in her face how stoic her face was when she suggested to get rid of me. Dad believed me maybe he will get me out of here...right

He was wrong. Izuku was four at the time. 2 years have passed since then. Everyday he waits and waits for his dad but he never came. Each day Izuku gets less and less energetic almost ti the point where if you take him now and compare him to 4 year old Izuku they are almost indescribable. Izuku was in his room still thinking that his father would come back and get him out of this hell hole.

Izuku: dad...where are you. It's been so hard to be here everyone in mean....WHY CANT I HAVE A QUIRK. WHY DO I HAVE TO BE SO USELESS.

Izuku kept shouting and banging everything and knocking things over.

Izuku:...why

???: I know why

Izuku: huh. Izuku looks over to when the door to his room is and there stands a man who looked like a pastor of sorts.

Izuku: who are you.

???: little boy you do not have to be so sad for I know the answer on why you are quirkless.

Izuku: y-you do how.

???: oh where are my manners my name is.

???: oh where are my manners my name is

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