ᴼᵖᵖᵒˢⁱᵗᵉˢ ᴬᵗᵗʳᵃᶜᵗ . . . ᴿⁱᵍʰᵗ? || 𝐌. 𝐘𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐮/𝐌!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Chapter One

The buildings passed by so fast, one wouldn't be able to make out what they were looking at, but YN was different. Everything seemed to go by so slowly for him and he could make out every single building and person the limousine passed by. He was on his way to the penthouse apartment his father had gotten him when he got accepted to U.A. All his belongings were transferred there in advance as soon as he got the acceptance letter.

He was lucky his father was able to get him into recommendations, knowing he wanted to make up with his son. YN didn't mind the advanced test he had to take, it was the least of his worries. He just wanted to get away, even if that meant faking wanting to be a hero.

He had also noticed that his father increased his allowance without telling him, the usual special treatment since he got out of camp. He didn't care about any of it though. He just wanted to live his life the way he wanted without restrictions. He was already breaking social normalities with his behavior and looks, piercings, a secret tattoo, fashion choices, sexuality, and personality.

He had changed a lot since his childhood. It was like he was a different person. Despite not being advised by his therapist, he went through with changing everything about him. He wanted to forget what he once was. He had buzzed his hair and dyed it (color). It had grown back a little over a few months, and he liked it like that. He always thought long hair was a weakness. Easy for someone to get their hands on. Now, it was just short and shaggy, just barely covering the top of his forehead.

He started getting piercings at 14. First, it was the lobe and helix piercing, then the tongue piercing, and finally, it was a belly button piercing he got a few months back. His dad had approved of it to make him happy.

On the other hand, the tattoo was a stupid mistake he made while drunk. One of his friends had done it while they were at a party. Even though it was an accident, he ended up loving it. If anyone asked he'd proudly show it off. However, his dad hadn't asked about it so he never said anything. The tattoo was of a pair of breasts with the ripples censored.

YN never bothered coming out to his parents when he figured out he liked both girls and guys. What was the point? No one came out as straight.

He knew the way he acted was not always going to be accepted or tolerated. That's what he loved about it. He liked the thrill of telling people his sexual preferences and making suggestive suggestions. He wanted them to believe he was just this horny teenager who didn't know how to control himself because it was fun . . . and partly true.

Eventually, YN got bored of looking out the window and wondering about the people's lives.

"Reggy, how much longer?" he complained. "I feel stuffed in here."

His driver, Reggy, chuckled. "Ah, yes, I figured. You've been staring out the window for half an hour with your leg jumping. Don't worry, we'll be there in less than ten."

YN let out an exaggerated sigh. He grabbed some of the candy from the container to the side. "So, how long does this U.A., hero thing last?" he asked, plopping a sour rope into his mouth.

"It'll be for the next three years, sir. I see you didn't properly read the policy," Reggy replied.

"Who has time for that? I focus on the now, not the future. Plus, it was an impulsive decision. I wanted to get away and there so happened to be an ad for the school. I didn't think twice."

Reggy just shook his head. He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw YN wrapping the candy around his fingers and sucking it off. Such an odd boy.

They arrived at the building and parked next to the entrance. YN got out of the limousine, still finishing his candy. As he approached the doors, Reggy rolled down the passenger window.