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*<Shiyu Pov>*
I got home after running out of school at my max speed.
When I got home I checked to see if anyone was home, luckily no one was, I imidiatly made the chores as fast as I could with the help of my puppetes, I made dinner for 2, cleand the house and changed into more comfortable clothes, after that I heard a door unlock and imidiatly ran downstairs.
"Hello, mother" I said while bowing down and not daring to look her straight in the eyes, "Shiyu! Did you do all the chores? Did you take your medication? " a clearly drunk woman said, she had long white hair and red eyes.
"Yes mother I completed the chores, and mother... I, I dont take medications, you are mistaking me for my sister... " I said while still looking down, "oh right, why wasn't it you the one who perished, you are useless, there is still dust on the table, you sister would have been much better, she was also a happier girl and way more respectul, Akeru" my mother said while getting a hold of my cheak with one hand an then slapping me hard enough to almost make me lose my balance.
"Im sorry mother" I said while holding my cheak, "take that damn wig off! You look to much like her but dont act like her, once you become her you can use it! " My mother said while grabbing me by my 'hair', the short white wig was taken out off my head and my actual hair flew down, it was long, almost till my knees, and a silvery almost gray color, "bring me more beer, at least be useful for something" my mother said while wobbling to the sofa, I did as told while keeping quiet.
After a few drinks Junko, my mother, was passed out, I used my puppetes to place her on her bed and placed her food on her bed side table.
I went up to my room with the wig in hand and looked in the mirror, I took a deep sigh and took out one contact, revealing one of my bright red eyes, 'breathe Akeru, its ok, wait, no im not Akeru right? Now im Shiyu! Yes, thats right' I said while forcing a smile and watery eyes. 'I can be her! , no, I am her, a soft and bubbly girl with short white hair and blue eyes, the younger Watabane sister, yep thats me, ha- ha' I felt like I was going insane 'thats not me... Right?... Who- who am I? Why am I here? Right i'm just a weak girl who couldn't save her own sister, thats who' I sighed while thinking the last part, with tears falling down my face.
-ring ring-
My phone was ringing, I put on my contac back, wiped my tears and placed my wig as fast as I could, I checked my phone to see who it was 'Mina!' I smiled at my phone and answered the call, "Hey Shiyu! How are you? You left school in such a rush I wasn't able to say goodbye and my phone had died so I couldn't have called you" a very exided voice was heard from the phone, 'Shiyu? A right me, im Shiyu, remember, yes Akeru is dead, not Shiyu' I thought while keeping quite, then I remembered I was in a call with Mina, "Im doing great, i was in a hurry because my mom had come back from a work trip so she texted me to hurry home, im sorry Mina" I said while placing a bandage on my cheak.
"Ah! That makes sense, im just happy that you're ok and that you're arm isnt bothering you much" 'my arm? Right its dislocation' I thought befor looking at my arm " im happy I had a chance to talk to you Mina! Well, I need to go, I need to remake my puppetes, bye Mina!" "Bye Shiyu!"
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I was walking to school with my arm still in a sling but it was my last day with it, i have been having curing sessions with recovery girl.
We had two days off after the villan attack, and luckily my mother was in another business trip. I was actually happy to be back at school, being able to see friends, not having existential crisis every now and then, it was great. Although my hands were full of cuts because of my puppet making and sewing, and i was full of bruses from walking into desks and walls while carving and walking, I was still very happy be back.
I went inside the classroom with a very obvious smile on my face, "Shiyu, wha- how and why are you so happy? We just got 2 extra days of rest, why are you happy to be in this hell hole?!" A very infuriated? Perplexed? Maybe a mix of those two, Kaminari said while looking at me "hm? Im just happy to be with all my friend again!" I said while radiating with happiness.
"Hey, did you see the news! I wasnt shown sadly" hagakure said while sounding very depressed, "well its kinda hard to see you when you're invisible dont you think? " Oujiro said with a calm expression trying to explain to hagakure why she wasn't seen on the news, and then uproar began on the classroom about the news.
After some time the class door opend and a mummy looking person walked inside the classroom, "good morning" the man said "Aizawa-sensei! You're to early! You should be in the hospital!" The whole class said in unison, "sensei, are you all right?" Iida said while raising his hand, "my well-being doesn't matter, the fight isn't over just yet" Aizawa said while standing behind the podium.
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(A/N)
Hii, sorry for the late upload and for the shorter chapter, i just really needed to post this today, forgive me.
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FanfictionShiyu Watabane, a 15 year old girl, like everyone else she aspires to be a hero to save and help others and with her quirk this dream might just come true, she manages to get into class 1-A, during this time she meets with an old friend in her class...
