The reader was taken by a villain when she was younger, but he escaped and always wanted to be a hero. She was admitted to U.A Hero Academy by none other than Shouta Aizawa, her mentor. There she fines trouble, friends, and an unexpected love.
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TW|| Strong Topics
(Abuse)
I woke up in a dark room, and both of my arms were chained up. The room was dim but I could tell a figure was in front of me across the table. I looked around, noting a glass window you could only see in from and that the person in front of me was a man.
'What a Problem...' I thought looking up at the man. I remember bits and pieces of why I was here but I don't remember all of it. I was... out in a field...It was dark and gloomy outside. I heard someone call out for me and say "Don't embarrass me, Don't let them take you Y/N," Of course, I knew who said that, my creator, All for One. I never saw him as my creator though, just the person who shaped me into the way I am now, but someone who shaped all the bad parts in me that I never want to show again. Someone who took me in just to use me. But that taught me a lot, HE taught me a lot.
The man in front of me looked at the paper and the light shined a little brighter as I fliched. He didn't say I word to me as he read what I assumed was my file. He looked up at me and back to the paper in hand.
"Hm. Y/N, is it?" He muttered under his breath, putting down the paper that he had in his hand, and stared at me right in my eyes. I knew who this hero was, EraserHead. He observed me for a few minutes taking in my face and my reactions. I stayed the same and looked at him curiously.
"I'll be observing you during your rehabilitation process, you are too young to be put in any sort of jail," He said, but I noticed that he was biting his tongue to not say something else. He crossed his arms and leaned back on his chair.
"Rehabilitation Process is just putting you back on the 'Right path', or however the saying goes. Let me be clear, I am not and will not force you to change if you don't allow yourself to change. You can only get better if you want to, kid." He said, still keeping his eyes on me. I could easily get out of these cuffs, but I was finally in the place I wanted to be in. See, I knew I was too young to be put in jail. I just couldn't stand being with him anymore, I had to run away. I looked at him in disgust.
"Pff. I was raised this way. I don't know any other way to live...and don't call me kid." I said looking into his eyes, I had to keep this act up. He scoffed and looked at me again.
