EMOTIONS: My Hero Academia | Various x Reader

[e i g h t | years]

// (Y/N)'s POV //

I was slowly eating the food rations given to me. It tasted bland, like there was no effort being put into the creation of this abomination considered food.

The last bite goes into my mouth as I slowly chew. The moment I swallow what's left, I get up immediately and walk to the opposite side of the room where my bed sat.

It's so scary. Being kidnapped on a birthday is something I doubt happens on a daily basis.

Shigaraki and that mysterious man in the suit have done nothing to harm me though. I just got threats from one of them.

My eyes then caught sight of the broken closet once more. I got so carried away by my emotions that I destroyed something. And that something was so easy to destroy.

Why was it so easy?

I get that it's my quirk, but I've never really physically seen it in action. Everything is just... So new to me.

If I'm not in control of my emotions, who knows what's gonna happen to others.

"If you're seven, and you can do that to a closet, how much more damage can you do to a white chess piece at an older age?"

His words echoed in my head. He's right. I can hurt someone I love if I'm not in control of my emotions.

I can't risk it. It's too dangerous.

I'm sorry Mom, but I'm just gonna have to live without your quirk. I don't wanna hurt anyone. Especially if they are training me to.

I shouldn't have mentioned anything about combat training to Himari. It'll just end up igniting a small flame of bloodlust.

And the more I train, the more that flame will grow. One day it'll be a damn forest fire.

"I swore to Himari  that I would not use my quirk to harm others. Not even All Might. Though I doubt I can leave a scratch on him...

I'll kill my emotions and try my hardest to feel nothing. I'll no longer feel sad, or angry, or disappointed. Nothing that will make me feel strongly towards anyone and anything.

I'll learn from these villains, and one day escape by sneaking away when I'm capable enough.

I'll escape.

I'll escape.

I'll escape...

I'll escape...

My eyes shut closed as these two words just repeated in my mind.

'But (Y/N)-chan...'

'There are certain feelings.'

'That you're fucking forgetting about.'

'What about love?'

'Hope? Happiness?'

'... I guess I'm gonna have to live without those as well.'

// Dream //

There they are, those same colors.

They lie in front of me as buttons I can pick up and sew. On the table too, was a (F/C) cloth, and a sewing kit.

I assume I have to sew on the buttons.

I picked up the bright yellow one, which I felt a tiny shock on, and sewed it on using the needle and thread.

In front of me, words appeared.