that's just how it works [REWRITING]

the beginning of... chaos? [5]

. . .

   You and your aunt cry it out for a while, holding onto each other as if the other could be ripped away with no warning.

   That's what happened with your mother, after all.

   But after a bit, you both were cramping from sitting so tense, so your aunt excused herself to tidy up around the place. You were glad, because you didn't want her to leave, nor did you want to muster the energy to clean. 

   You could hear her sobs as she moved from room to room. You just sat on your bed numbly, staring at the walls. You could remember when you and your mother first moved here.

   It was a sunny Autumn day, and you were a wee little thing. You hadn't even gotten your quirk yet. You and your mother were taking a break from unpacking to take a walk. The two of you reached a small park, and she supervised as you played around on the playground equipment.

   You were laughing, ready to go down a slide when a scene ahead of you caught your eye. You stopped laughing.

   A blonde and two others behind him were glaring down at two other kids. The one with green hair looked terrified; you could see him shaking. 

   Their voices floated up towards you as you watched, a silent observer.

   "I won't let you hurt him, Kacchan!"

   You couldn't hear 'Kacchan''s response, but you saw the explosions popping up from his hands. You whimper, frightened, and scurried away back to your mom's warm embrace.

   Later that day, your mind conjured a question for her. You still remember her words to you, clear as a bell.

   "That's just how it works, [name]."

   Soon, the police arrived with an official report on your mother's death. You sat on the couch, still feeling numb, as they droned on about specifics.

   All you processed was that your aunt was to move in and take over as your guardian. You were fine with that. 

   You finally texted Kirishima back, explaining the absence from you. He immediately called you, and you let him distract you. You watched as he dyed his hair on voice chat, laughing with him early into the morning. 

   The two of you fell asleep, still on video chat.

April

   The blaring of your alarm woke you up, and you slammed your hand down on it. Sunlight filtering through the open curtains kept you from drifting back off, so you sat up with a grunt. 

   A quick shower later, you opened your closet and-

   There it was. Your new school uniform. Pride filled you as you pull on the pristine white button-up, the navy skirt, and the blazer. You gave yourself a thumbs up in your mirror before you walked out of your room. You try to not shovel down your breakfast with your aunt before you rush to brush your teeth and grab your bag.

   You say farewell to your aunt with a hug and a kiss as you sling your bag's strap over your shoulder before setting off for school. 

   It was sunny, barely a cloud. A perfect day for walking.

   "[last name]!"

   You look behind you at the familiar voice, and your face breaks into a smile. "Midoriya!"