Call of Silence-(All Might/ Toshinori Yagi) Book 2

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And so the days after that day, Toshinori became more protective of me but it made days at this school more unbearable. Constantly I would be picked on, teased, and a target for everyone to use their quirks. But it showed me how much these students who wanted to be heroes deal with their emotions. 

You see readers, Bullies deal with repressed anger and use it toward someone that they really aren't mad at. They have inner turmoil within themselves. They need more help than I ever need. However, through this time...I was focused on my  own mind crumbling from the stress, anxiety, and fear of these individuals.

Bullying put simply, is when someone takes the value and power away from someone else by force. Bullying is when someone makes someone else feel less-than: less-than yesterday, less-than everybody else, less-than-human. By crushing our sense of worth, the bullies rule over us. 

"Hana, what happened?" Toshinori panicked as he raised my arm to look at the great purple welts that will only deepen over the coming week, the minor cuts on my upper lips, and The bruise that had begun as a purple stain above my eyebrow had sunk into the socket itself, and so now it had the appearance of a black eye. 

"Toshinori...please stop hanging out with me..."I mumbled.

"Why?!" Toshinori yelled, "Are they bullying you because of me?"

"Y-Yes," I muttered..."I -m-mean it wasn't as bad before I began t-talking to you...but now it has gotten worst..."

His eyes widen at the thought of him being behind my pain. Then again, it's usually the things that shock you that open your eyes and wake you up. But to him, It's must have been a soul-shattering moment to realize that one who strives to be number 1 is actually the cause of all this pain and discomfort.

He lowered his arm down towards my broken wrist and lifted his shocking blue iris into my eyes. The gaze he held was different from the ones I had seen. 

"I will stop this..." Toshinori muttered, "I will make sure that they do not hurt you anymore."

"How..." I groaned from the stinging pain of my arm.

He stood silently unable to answer my questioned. His face was one of awkwardness, not even hurrying to save my feelings, to fill the void with a non-comital statement of appreciation. The void was a cruelty he inflicted unintentionally, but had he been aware he would not have cared one iota.

"Exactly..." I muttered, "Just stay away from me if you want to make sure they do not hurt me..."

I turned around and limped from him and made my way towards the classroom. Upon opening the door and walking three steps, someone threw the board's eraser at my face. Everything they were doing to me was breaking me and I couldn't even fight back because of the promise I made to the people who gave me my recommendation.

I took a seat in my chair and placed my arms on my desk only to feel something sticky and slimy. I lifted my arms to the see a thick viscous substance streaming from underneath. Everyone in the class began to crack up now.

"How pathetic!" Someone shouted.

"You should just quit being a hero! You are just pathetic!" one of the girls yelled.

Soon a group of boy threw crumpled paper balls my way, hitting my forehead. All I could do was just look at the guy who wanted to make sure that they will not hurt me anymore as he watched unable to do anything. The only thing he could do was walk in and sit down at his desk only to have a bunch of girls come and swarm him.

"Alright guys settle down!" our homeroom teacher, Gran Torino shouted as he walked in. Soon everyone got ready for today's lessons, leaving the teachers oblivious to the situation at hand.

I rose from the chair and grabbed my belongings and left the class.

"Hana where are you going?" Gran Torino shouted.

I couldn't bear this anymore and at this point, I would rather unleash my quirk and have All for One find me. I just couldn't manage living like this...but I can only imagine what people without quirks would feel like to go through this every day.

All of these thoughts running through my mind were signs of me being in pain, a kind of pain that I had to manage to hide every single day from the censorious eye of every person I have met until I ran into you, Toshinori. Meeting you, I had lost the battle between the freedom from doubt and uncertainty. And now I see myself as a worthless being not deserving of this thing they called life.

I walked towards the train station looking as it was coming. At this point, I thought it would be best to end it. Maybe if I just remove myself out of the equation: those heroes wouldn't have to worry, maybe All for One would lose interest in finding me, maybe those bullies would stop bullying and start focusing on being heroes...maybe Toshinori can go back to being him before he met me.

All of these thoughts were rampant in my mind as I walked closer and closer to the edge of the platform. The train was approaching and I thought it would hit me – bang, that would be it. As close as I was to my goal, someone yanked my arm and pulled me away from the incoming train.

My eyes widened at the close proximity of the train. Who prevented me from dying. I turned around and noticed light-colored irises of his eyes staring back at me.

"That is not the answer to choose," he replied as he looked down at me, "Especially someone as beautiful as you with so much potential..."

Words couldn't even leave my lips at the person who helped me. He was just an ordinary looking man with short hair and yet he was the only one to notice what I was about to do.

"Hana!" Toshinori yelled.

"I hope you reconsider the life you live, you are worth far more than what you think."

I couldn't even care about him at the moment because my eyes locked with someone of far more interest and someone I knew I would cross paths with...