Chapter 2

10 0 0
                                    

 As soon as the bell rings, I'm out of my seat, rushing to pack up my things and get the heck out of here. As luck would have it, the room empties out before I'm done, and the bullies are back. *Insert s3w3rsl!d3 scene* (I'm not writing that out, it's too depressing. Plus I was writing this in school, and not about to write that out with some teachers monitoring my every move on my Chromebook) "You know what?" Kacchan turns back around to face me. "Why don't you try to be a villain? I bet even they will reject you!" He barks out a laugh and leaves, his lackeys following behind him, cackling with laughter.

Why? What the heck did I do to him? With a sigh, I finish packing my bag, and head out the door.

Outside the school

Stupid jerk! You can't just tell people to do that! What if I really jumped, what would he do then? Better yet, what if I really did become a villain? At least they would respect me, right? Yeah, I'm good at analysis, so I could charge money for my hero analysis! And I'd only sell to villains, and then Kacchan would be in trouble!

A pang in my gut stops my musings. Do I want revenge on Kacchan? I really should, with all that he's done to me. But do I? I've always admired him, but I thought that stopped when I got to middle school. Maybe it's something more. No. Stop. Bad Izuku.

I shake my head to clear my thoughts, and fish my analysis notebook out of the koi pond. With a sigh, I turn to leave.

While walking down a tunnel, I hear an odd gurgling sound. Turning around slowly, I come face to face with a large sludge thing. I'm frozen. I can't move.

"You'll do nicely, as my new skin suit," it says, grinning madly. Suddenly, it lunges forward, trapping me in the sludge. Struggling against the thick liquid, I try to pry it off of my face to breathe, but I can't. "Y'know, this'll help me out a lot, you're my hero, kid."

Just before I lose consciousness, I hear a booming voice, and a large silhouette. One that looks like AllMight. Huh.

Be Careful What You Wish ForWhere stories live. Discover now