Izuku's Pov
It's Wednesday and I haven't eaten anything and i've barely hydrated as much as I should be. This punishment that my mother gave me has taken a toll on my training. I barely win any of my fights and I hide in the bathroom so i'm not tempted to ask Iida or Ochako for a part of their lunches or they would get suspicious. Plus I would get tempted to buy my own food which would result in my mom finding out when she had to pay for it. So starving was the best option without being beaten to death. I was currently in the boy's locker room waiting for everyone to leave so I could change without them seeing all my bruises. I played it off as myself being self conscience, which I kinda was but I did it to hide the bruises and cuts that littered my body.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow!" I said with a smile as the last of the boys left the locker room. I sighed and started changing out of my hero suit. I was getting really thin. I sighed and slipped on my pants.
"Where'd you get all those bruises from?" My breath hitched and I turned around slowly. Shinsou was standing behind me, leaning on the wall of lockers.
"Oh-uhm f-from training." I lied and quickly pulled on my shirt and buttoned it up.
"Those aren't all from training. Are you okay Midoriya?" I rushed out of the locker room before I could spill that I've been abused for most of my life an how my mother hated me with a passion.
I ran back home and went straight into my room, sitting up against the door and crying myself to sleep.
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I'm sorry this is reallyy short but i'm tired and sick andd will possibly fail all of my classes cause I missed school for a week xD
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FanfictionAu where Deku's father was abusive until he left him and his mother Inko when Deku was 13. Inko became an alcoholic and was a severely homophobic mother to the point where she would beat Deku for hours when she felt like it. Aizawa starts noticing...
