Nature hits back....

Endure

The next day I had to actually once agin go to school and I rally would have loved to do nothing else but to be at home. My schooldays are just horrible and they keep on being the same each and every day. There was nothing, like literally nothing that was change at all. My annoying teacheres are annoying and they are throwing a tantrum about me knowing some stuff and then accusiong me to be the liar which my father usually can deal with pretty quickly but me? Me alone? There was no chance that I could do anything at all. I mean who would actually believe the words of a quirkless kid? NO ONE! That is how many people are actually beliving me. No one is and I hated it. What was I supposed to do? I couldn't change people and it was not as if they were not actually listening to me but they were actually ignoring me and I knew this. Of course I couldn't change anything nor could I change people at all, so I was just dealing with it and enduring.

Enduring and enduring and enduring.

There was really nothing else I could do.

If I was not about to endure at all then I would hit someone and that was not an option as well. If I would actually hit someone, then I would for sure gonna get my dad in trouble and he was a police detective. It was not good for him to come here and just be summoned because his kid was actually a hooling. No parent wanted this to happen and I was quite sure that they would actually hate to hear something like that. Mine was not better at all. He would even try to solve the case and expose everything which would get me into more toubles afterwards. .... Why should I fight back then?

I could just endure it.

I knew I could.

After all.... I endured soo much in my life.

A bit longer!

Just a bit longer till I was done with school.

That was all it would take me and after that, I didn't know what would be after that... was there an after that?

Was there actually something I could do?

I was useless, untalented and I was just a person with soo many problems... What should I say? Who would take me in? I knew that there was an after life after school, probably some kind of work but what kind of work? Who knows.... who really knows.... I was not someone who could see into the future nor did I wanted to spend any thoughts on it. I absolutely even hated thinking about it!

Whelp, school was definitely one of these things that I wanted to avoid like the black plague but oh well... nothing is changable here and so I endured and went through the day. I survived of course and after that I meet up with Bakugo who was beating me up.

Endure.

That was all that was circeling in my head while I was laying on the ground as they were beting me up after school. How pathetic my life was....oh how truly pathetic it was.... there was not really something I could do at all about it as well... I was pathetic.

Kacchan: You know what Deku?

Me: Huh?

Did they stop?

Was this it?

No... this can't be it... they just started beating me up...

Kacchan: How about taking a swan dive off a roof and then prey for a quirk in your next life.

Did he just tell me that I should die?

Is this it?

...

Do people want me dead like my mother?

Kacchan: Or how about getting as addicted?

Me: WHAT?!

Kacchan: Come on fucker, everyone knows what happened to your dumb mother.

Me: And everyone knows that using their quirk in public is against the law and yet you are doing it.

Kacchan: And what you wanna do? Run to daddy? Booohooo

As if to mock me, Kacchan started to make some ridiculous crying sounds and also making these movements with his hands as if he was about to wipe some tears away but a bit over dramatically as well. This was not something I wanted to see nor hear from him. Whatever happened with my mother had nothing to do with him or anyone. It was a family problem and I hated it whenever someone would pull my mother through the dirt and then to actually just have the audacity to continue this act made me angry.

I could literally feel how my blood was boiling and I really wanted to do just one thing.... punch him. It was definitely an option and Kacchan was deserving this for sure as well.

Thought I couldn't do it.

I really wanted it.

My blood was even boiling as much as I wanted this but I couldn't.

There was really nothing at all I could dow without my father to get into any kind of troubles. If I would even hit Bakugo, then my father would know about this and if people at his work were idiots then he could lose his job as well. He was soo happy being a detective that I didn't wanted to roing this.

So in the end, I was still on the ground grabbing the death really hardly. I even felt a sharp pain but I didn't care at all. It seemed as if I had just grabbed a sharp pebble as I was gripping the dirt and looking up to the kids ganging up around me.

Bakugo: WHAT MOTHERFUCKER?! Don't know what to say now?

Me: ...

Oh I knew how to tell him off but there was just no option for this at all.

Endure Izu.... Endure it.

I can't make dad loose his job too...

I can't...

Just endure it.

It seems as enduring was the right choice because they seemed to have their fill after seeing me not respond to any of their taunting anymore. Still that never meant that I was done with them. I may be calm, I may just endure but I truly believed in Karma and not only that but I knew that I would never forget. The first chance I would get, I would and will pay them back immediately for all the years of torture that Bakugo and his gang had put me through.

Jerrio: Let's leave the sucker. We are late to get home anyways.

Jimmy: I agree.

Bakugo: Whatever fuckers.

Just like that they each hit me a couple of times before they left me and I was just sitting there with all the firt in my hand watching them leave. Once they were enough far away, I threw the dirt in front of me.

Me: As IF!!! You are the villain here and messed up too not me!

My anger was still there but there was just nothing I could do about it. The consequences were just too high and after a bit, I stood up and made my way home.