Leave Your Mark | Various!BNHA x Reader

05: Beloved

Perhaps dying was a blessing in disguise, because this new life of yours is infinitely better than the last one.

Before you got reincarnated, you were never that close with your family. Granted, that was almost entirely your fault, and you're not afraid to admit it. You lived as a recluse and shut pretty much everyone out, hence why you died with so many lingering regrets. If you could go back in time and apologize to your parents for being unappreciative and not making any effort, you would, but alas, it isn't an option.

Since you can't make amends for a life that is no longer yours, the most you can do is make the most of the second chance that has been granted to you. In this new life, you also have a new family, and you're determined not to let them down.

"[Name]," Pops says one day, approaching you with his usual gentle smile. "You're a very clever girl, so how would you like to start having home lessons? I can arrange for a tutor to come by and start teaching you all sorts of things. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Quite frankly, you have no need for a tutor. Everything you should know at this age, you already do know.

But Pops looks awfully excited for you to start learning, and it's probably for the best that people think you're being taught things instead of having an abundance of knowledge at only four years old.

"Okie-dokie," you beam. "I'll be the best student ever!"

Pops lets out a slow-rolling wave of laughter, starting from deep within his stomach. Then, he takes you in his arms and gives you a firm hug, making sure to pinch your cheeks a few times. Sometimes you completely forget that he's a yakuza boss, since he's always doting on you whenever he has the chance.

"I'm very glad you're looking forward to it," he chuckles, rocking you in his arms. "I know other kids go to school to learn things, but our family is a bit special, so you'll have the lessons from home instead. But I promise I'll find you the best teacher possible."

Pops is a man of his word, and shortly thereafter, you find yourself staring up at a kind-looking tutor who wears thick, rimmed glasses. He has a patient demeanor, and his expression is pleasant, to say the very least. You have no qualms whatsoever about learning from him.

"Alright," he hums. "For today, I was thinking it'd be nice if you learned how to write your name. What do you think? Does that sound fun?"

...okay, scratch that. Perhaps you severely underestimated just how boring this would be.

Still, you feign a smile nevertheless, then pick up your pencil and pretend to be fully immersed as he starts drawing different letters and vocalizing what each of them sounds like. For a teenager to have to sit through a lesson designed for a four-year-old... it's admittedly quite rough.

"You don't need to bother with all that," someone suddenly cuts in. The voice comes from the doorway, and you turn your little head to find Chisaki standing there with his arms crossed. He has a mildly exasperated look on his face, as always.

The tutor adjusts his glasses and frowns. "I beg your pardon?"

"[Name] already knows all the letters. I've seen her read all sorts of complicated books before," Chisaki says. "She definitely knows how to write her name too."

"Well, now," the tutor laughs. "I was told ahead of time that she was quite smart, but we still need to go over the basics. It's important to lay down a strong foundation. Kids can make all sorts of mistakes at this age, especially since their attention spans are so short."

Chisaki rolls his eyes. "Just watch."

He proceeds to grab a book off one of the shelves-one that is most certainly not designed for your supposed reading level-then, he opens it up to a random page and crouches down next to you.