Unfortunate Circumstances [ BNHA ]

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"Do you want to be a hero?"

A man -- maybe 40 or so -- bores his eyes into mine, judgmental and lustful. I sit just across from him in the faculty office, hands curled together tightly and head tilted down. 

"Yes."

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I silently walk down the street, my face wiped of all feeling, as I pull my collar over my bitten and bruised neck. I see others walking down the street as well, all looking as dull as I was at the moment. Apartment complexes and shops fill the corner of my eyes as I position my head downwards, hoping to make no form of contact with any other living thing.

If you can even call me alive.

The sky is a dark grey, signaling that it shall rain soon. With that thought in mind, I start hurriedly walking towards my living space.

As I turn the corner, I notice I come face first into someones shirt. I stay there for a second or two, before slowly looking up to see the person I foolishly bumped into. A boy with heterochromatic eyes looks down at me with a surprised look. I stare at him with the same dull look I had minutes ago. "Sorry.." I say quietly, moving around him and once again start walking towards my house. I feel his curious eyes follow me as I go, however I just ignore it and attempt to reach my home before the rain comes.

A recognizable two story house starts coming into view as I walk. As I reach my house, I notice the gate leading to our house was wide open. I sigh, knowing what was going on as I walk towards the front door, distant yelling filling my ears. I open the door slowly and quietly and automatically get blasted by an argument between my parents.

As quietly as possible, I start my way upstairs and towards my room, jumping after hearing the front door slam shut. I don't know who just left but I honestly couldn't care less. I heard my mother shout curses and complete gibberish as I lay down on my bed, my thoughts going to the question I was asked earlier by my teacher.

'Do I want to be a hero, huh..?' I tiredly think. I've always heard of the heroes saving people and stopping crimes, but I wouldn't know the struggles. Sure, I've practiced my quirk really hard and got a full understanding and control over it, not to mention it's powerful, however I never thought about what the point of training my quirk was.

But now that I think about it, I trained mainly because I wanted to help people, so...

Well then... I guess I'll try to be a hero.

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9 months

9 months I have been training -- waiting for my start to become a hero to begin. And now, it is time.

I felt myself walk closer towards the school that I hope to soon be attending. Walking through my gate, I hear some comments towards me. I can slightly see two guys looking my way with narcissistic smirks covering their faces. "Hey, who's that chick?" The one with pointy ears say. "I don't know, but she's fuckin' hot." 

I tilt my head downwards more as I hear the next thing they say. "Wait I know her! Wasn't she like the girl that fucked like 4 teachers at Aldera Middle?" "Holy shit you're right!" I start walking faster, just wanting to curl up and die in a hole. As I continue speed walking towards my hopefully new high school, I hear one of the boys from before shout "Slut!" before laughing loudly and pointing at me.

I begin to run, in a panic and desperation to get away from the location I'm in. Finally I can't hear the laughing anymore and I slow down to a speed walk, however not before I turn to see the coast clear. I look up to see a large gate with letters written on them;

U.A.

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I hope you guys enjoy to prologue! I'm kinda liking this story already, so I believe I might decide to continue this. Well, until then, see ya~