Warnings for this chapter: Cussing and a PTSD episode. Also, I do not have PTSD, so through examples of episodes and research, I am trying by best to write a PTSD episode. I may be doing it wrong, and if I am, I am sorry. I will try my best. It is the scene with the italics. Skip if it can trigger you!
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Hitoshi splashes water on his face, clearing up his face. He was in the boy's bathroom at UA, trying to get rid of any evidence of crying. Momo was waiting outside for him. He looks up at he mirror and frowns when he sees his red eyes. Hitoshi runs a hand through his hair while sighing in defeat. He walks out of the bathroom, smiling at Momo when he sees her.
"Feeling better?" Momo asks while they start walking towards their classroom.
"Yeah. You didn't have to wait for me, Momo-chan," Hitoshi says, making Momo roll her eyes.
"Of course I did," Momo states before they reach their classroom. Momo walks in first, Hitoshi taking a deep breath and calming his nerves. Hitoshi walks into the classroom, almost flinching when everyone's attention is put on him.
"Hitoshi-kun! It's great to see you! Are you alright?" Izuku says in happiness and relief, rushing up to the indigo haired teenager. Hitoshi smiles tiredly while scratching the back of his neck.
"Yeah. I'm fine Izuku-kun. Stayed out in the rain too long," Hitoshi says vaguely, walking to his seat. Izuku stares at him for a few seconds, an expression of hesitation on his face before Shōta enters the class. Momo lightly kicks Hitoshi in the leg, making the indigo haired boy glare at her. He takes a deep breath to calm his nerves before shaking his head.
"Not now," Hitoshi signs before the mummified Shōta starts their first lesson of the day. Momo sighs in defeat before she starts writing down the notes. Hitoshi needs time, but he needs to tell someone before something worse happens. Momo couldn't even bare to think how the class will react if Hitoshi is killed.
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"Where's Himari-chan and Hayate-kun?" Izuku asks curiously while they stand up from their seats. The bell just rang for lunch and Hitoshi was starving.
"With the babysitter," Hitoshi lies with a shrug, opening the class door. He freezes when he notices the door being completely blocked by UA students from all the other classes.
"What's going on?" Izuku asks nervously, Hitoshi tensing from all the attention. Momo steps closer to the indigo haired teenager in comfort, careful not to touch him.
"Scouting out the 'amazing' Class 1-A, of course!" A familiar female voice calls out with distaste. Hitoshi frowns when Miyumi walks out of the crowd, a sickly sweet smile on her face.
"I see you made it in, Shinsō-san. How's it like being in a class full of attention seeking bastards?" Miyumi asks rudely. Hitoshi gives her a dry glare, clenching his fists at his sides.
"Fun, really. Everyone's great," Hitoshi says, making Miyumi sneer in anger.
"Honestly how this school could ever let a villain like you transfer into Hero Studies is beyond me," Miyumi insults, Hitoshi flinching at the name she called him.
"Hito-kun is not a villain, kero!" Tsuyu says harshly, immediately walking up to defend Hitoshi. He blinks in surprise before giving a smirk.
"To be called a villain. Such an honor coming from someone so boring. You must really think my Quirk is strong, hm?" Hitoshi asks, Miyumi opening and closing her mouth in shock. She snarls in anger and moves to punch Hitoshi in the face. He immediately backs up, putting his arms in front of his face on instinct.
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Fanfiction[CURRENTLY REWRITING: 10/22/21] Hitoshi didn't mind it. As long as Hayate and Himari are safe, he'll take the abuse. He just hopes his friends and teachers at UA don't find out. It's the first time he's ever had an actual family, he doesn't want to...
