chapter 1

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"He doesn't even have control of his quirk,what a freak!"

"Those teeth are so scary..I'd hate to be saved by him he's such a weirdo..!"

"Ew his quirk is so weak,no wonder he hasn't got any friends."

A thousand thoughts span around his mind. He couldn't breathe,he couldn't speak. What was happening? Salty tears streamed down his cheeks and onto the collar of his uniform. He couldn't stop the thoughts. Their comments,their laughter. It pounded at his brain like a hammer to a vase,and he was ready to break.

He bolted from his bed. Cold beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and his breathing was quick. It was just a nightmare,another one. "Thank God..." he whispered,not wanting to wake his family. He was always the first one awake because of school. Wobbling slightly,he got out of bed and looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't like looking for too long since he would quickly home in on his bad features. His dry patches of skin,that stupid scar on his eye,his disgusting scary teeth. He grimaced at his reflection and began to get ready.

The walk to school is one of the worst parts of his morning. Sometimes he would see old middle school classmates and they would still laugh and snicker. Ever since his first day at UA he wished he had taken the bus instead. Most days he walked to UA hungry,since he skipped breakfast,but sometimes he would grab a cereal bar on the way out. Today was not one of those days. His stomach hurt from how hungry he was but he ignored it,it didn't matter. He didn't deserve food anyway.

Harsh winter winds whipped his face,reddening his cheeks and nose. The air was crisp and cold,a minute layer of frost covering every surface. He wondered,what would happen if he slipped? Would it hurt? How much damage would it cause? His fingertips were icicles and his lack of gloves did not help. Rotting leaves crunched under his feet as a single magpie hunted for its next meal. A bad omen,great. Just what he needed.

Ignoring his heavy chest and growling stomach,Kirishima entered the large gates of UA Highschool. Bare cherry blossom trees guarded the school from all sides,creating a barrier from the outside world. He thought about how much it would hurt to fall out of one of those trees.

His class greeted him with smiles and lots of speaking as he opened the comically large door to class 1A. He put on his happy face and smiled back,made pleasantries, and engaged in multiple fist bumps. Past all of the chaos and the energy,sat the only person not involving himself. Katsuki Bakugou. In all honesty he was very attractive,Eijiro wasn't afraid to admit it. "Hey man! How've you been?" He smiled and pulled up a chair next to Bakugou's desk. "Fine. Not like it's any of your business anyway." The blond replied in his usual aggressive tone,swiftly tapping a pencil on his notebook. "Listen bro,I was hoping you would help me study tonight for that test tomorrow. I haven't done anything and I don't wanna fail!"
"Are you an idiot shitty hair?! I'll help you only because you're too stupid to help yourself,consider this a one time fucking thing." Kirishima smiled and thought about hugging him but then again,maybe not. "Thank you dude you're a lifesaver! We can study at this cafe near my house I'll text you the address!" He smiled brightly and put his arm around Bakugou's shoulders. "Whatever. Get off me you idiot!" Kirishima removed his arm and put his hands up in a surrendering position,chuckling a little to himself while doing so. "Okay class settle down. I need to take attendance." Mr Aizawa's voice carried across the room and soon everyone was quiet and ready to begin the lesson.

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