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Kamisero Angst

(I don't own the image- gonna say it here cause I know no one reads descriptions, u can't fool me)

Sero wasn't the best at being the center of attention, that much was true. But when everything he said was generally ignored, he couldn't help but feel a little left out. He envied Kaminari Denki, whom was able to lift the mood with one well-placed pun or chuckle. The electric boy seemed to be able to make anyone smile, and Sero certainly wasn't an exception. Recently, the black-haired child had gained a sort of routine, where he would inconspicuously go to class and wait until Kaminari got there, spend as much time around him as possible, and then go back to being nobody. Being nothing was fine with Sero, as long as Kaminari was there.

Of course, the day came when Kaminari was absent. He was only gone for one day, to do something with his family, but Sero started paying more attention to his surroundings for one day, and it proved to be the worst possible idea for soy sauce. For one thing, Hanta noticed how much trash there was on campus for the first time, and it was rather gross, if he did say so himself. 

For another, first years were meaner than Sero remembered. There were constant whisperings, and even pointed fingers. 'Pfft, isn't he the one with the pretty useless quirk?' or 'lmao do u think if I asked him to pull the hair off my legs with his tape he would? The last one wasn't exactly mean, but it wasn't his favorite comment in the world either. 

Sero went through the rest of his day in a sort of haze, being tired and lonely, and wanting nothing more than for the whisperings to cease. A few times he had run into Midoriya or Kirishima, and both said hello, but nothing more and certainly there were no questions as to how he was feeling. Somehow, Sero had gotten it into his head by the end of the day that no one paid enough attention to him to know that he was feeling down, and that he should probably just go rot in a hole somewhere.

The tall male went home that day feeling rather disgruntled, and to make matters worse, no one was home when he got there. There would be days when his parents both worked late, and he would have to use his key to get in the house. This was one of those days, and under normal circumstances it would be fine, but there was something about being alone after a bad day that gave Sero some kind of paranoia. He couldn't describe it, but he felt like everyone wanted him to know they disliked him, and would never see him as a hero.

The door to Sero's bedroom clicked shut softly, resonating within the moderately-sized empty home. His footsteps sounded loudly in Hanta's ears, ringing and overpowering any other noise, increasing the boy's anxiety to the level of hyperventilation. The trip to the bathroom Sero could not remember, but he would say it was most likely filled with stumbling and bumping into the walls. 

As soon as all of his lunch from the day was emptied into the toilet and cleaned up, Hanta tore open the medicine cabinet to look for... actually, he didn't know. The only thing he could think of was the word 'useless', which was usually associated, by him, with his quirk, but was being associated with his whole self in that moment.

'Useless, useless, useless'

'hopeless'

'why'

'who am I'

This is all I'm gonna put out for now, just part 1- Let me know either through DM or a comment if you'd like the rest!