No my home isn't safe. No where is safe. If i'm not at home being abused, then i'm at school being bullied. I deserve it. Oh well. I look at him a little nod and look away. "Are you lying?" He asked. "No sir." I say. I didn't want to get my mother- the person who gave birth to a mistake like me- to get in trouble for something I deserve. I look back to the hero who seems worried. A give him a fake smile and thank him for his time. I start to walk away when he calls out "wait". I look back and he gives me his number- most hero's don't give out their numbers. "Don't hesitate to call if you have any questions." He says. I nod and walk away.When I get home, my mother was passed out on the couch with a beer next to her. I quickly and quietly go to my room and try to sleep. For some reason I kept thinking about the hero who saved me, even though I didn't want to be saved. I remembered how he gave me his number if I ever needed help again or had any questions. I open my eyes and get out my phone and put in his number. I started to type out the only question I had that even my idol-all might, said wouldn't be possible.
"Hello erasurehead. I'm the boy who you saved tonight and I would like to say thank you. I do have a question for you. ***do you think a quirkless person can be a hero.***
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Sorry for not posting in a hot moment. (7 months) I've been working hard in drama club and school and completely forgot about this story.
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Just a little too much like me. *Dadzawa and Izuku*
FanfictionIt all started on the roof. Izuku tried jumping and Aizawa was able to stop him. Would this be enough?