bnha x fem ! oc { SLOW UPDATE }
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Being the only cursed child in a family is not an easy task but Hisaki Ito is determined to live. Even after almost getting killed by her own mother, her d...
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! WARNING ! this chapter contains ; child abuse , mentioned of child neglect , cursing , gore , blood , attempted child murder
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tuesday || 05 : 33 pm
SMACK!
the adult glared at the child she just slapped. the tray that was filled with porcelain teacups was now on the floor. tea spilled and broken cups everywhere.
"have i thought you nothing, you useless piece of shit?" the child only looked down, refused to meet the adult's hatred gaze. she tsked, walking away. yanking her kimono to avoid the spilled tea.
"clean the fucking mess. if i see a single puddle of tea, i will not hesitate to feed you to the wolves."
"..."
the door of the room slid closed, leaving the child alone in the dark. she heaved a sigh and grabbed tons of cleaning materials to start working.
meet, hisaki ito. an unfortunate child who was cursed after being born. living in a horrible house with a horrible mom, is also very unfortunate.
but she never complained, because she's determined to get out of here. away from this horrible place. away from her mother.
now you might be thinking, what is the curse?
her appearance is the curse.
she sighed yet again, finishing her work and wiping the sweat that has gathered on her chin. then she looked at the mirror that was placed in the corner of the room.
ah, there she is.
a little girl, with four eyes and four arms. what kind of adults want a child, with four eyes and four arms?
that's right, nobody.
she stopped staring at her deflected self and put the cleaning materials away neatly.
"HISAKI!"
she jolted harshly and immediately bolted downstairs, trying to not trip. as she was walking downstairs she could see her mother sitting with another man on the opposite of the chabudai.
she quietly padded her way to her mother before bowing towards the giant man.
"this is hisaki, my.. daughter." she placed her arm on hisaki's shoulder, gripping it. hesitation can be heard on how her voice waver for a moment.
"you seem hesitant." the man says, crossing his arms across his chest. "shut up, enji. we better hurry because i have important things to do" she hissed, putting her arms back into her expensive kimono.
