"Sup," you said as you passed President Mic.
"Hey........., hold up," he said as he got in front of you and looked you over.
"You look familiar! Hey Shota! Come here!" He said as he was trying to figure out where you looked familiar.
"Does this girl look familiar to you?" He asked as Shota looked at you.
"Nope," he said as he quickly dismissed you, which pissed you off.
"She looks like that one girl in reception. What's her name, Denise? Daisy? Scarlet?" He asked as Shota.
"I don't know, I don't care either," he pointed out, which made you punch Mic in the face hard.
"Not even close dill weed. Her name is Marry, yes she's single, no, she will not date you, and if you flirt with her, I will find out, and I will do more than punch you in the face. I saw you talking to her earlier today. You should know her name," you pointed out to Shota.
"Doesn't matter; I have no interest in dating nor dating women with kids because they all have daddy issues," he said as you wanted to slap him in the face, but you didn't.
You wanted to scream at him and tell him you were his kid, and he was the reason you had daddy issues. But you didn't. Instead, you were just frozen.
"Thanks for reminding me my dad is a deadbeat. It makes everything so much easier. I'm surprised you are a teacher even though you pretty much beat, and ignore your class. You are sounding like one of those dads now that I think about it. Are you sure my dad and you aren't related in some way?" You asked with a smile.
He didn't have to answer that because you walked away after erasing his belt, making his pants hit the floor, and then you erased his pants.
"Hey!" He yelled.
"Go near my mother, and I will make sure to put you on the ground," you informed him as you went to the dorm rooms but you ended up sitting outside with your diary of sorts.
The pages turned black when you closed it so no one could read it, but you once you reopened it.
So today I met my dad, and what I was hoping for was like I thought extremely unreasonable. I almost told him so many times about how many times he made me mad, but I didn't. I don't think he even has looked at himself in the mirror long enough to see my face as his. Even his best friend couldn't figure it out. But it might be for the best. My mom got a job here without me knowing, probably to keep an eye on me since my father is around now. I shouldn't even call him that.
This whole time, I imagined he would be warm and inviting, but he had a cold exterior, that's for sure. I guess I'm more like him than I thought. Why do I have to be so much like him when I haven't even been around him? I want to be warm, but I'm always cold. I just wanted to see if he caught in, but he never did.
Your thoughts were instructed by a kind voice that you already hated.
"Hey, you missed dinner. There is still some left if you want some," he said as you closed the book and looked out into the empty void of nature and a starry night sky.
"I'm not hungry," you said as.
"Are you sure about that?" He asked.
"Yeah, so you can go away now," you said.
"Come on, you can meet the whole class, and we can be friends," he said.
"I don't want friends. Friends end up dead," you said.
"Is it because of your quirk? It's fine. No one is going to judge you for your quirk. At least your quirk is awesome! So which parent did you get your quirk from?" He asked.
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Y/n one shots and explicit content
Fanfiction* Due to them deleting my first book due to violating company guidelines, even though my book has been on here for two years, they deleted it and all of the content I worked on. so 250k reads gone. It will be fun to see how fast this book will be ta...
