He's an orphan... Orphan!Hinata ✔

Chapter 1

Even though I'm already done I'll try to publish regularly and not all of it at once... Enjoy (:

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"I already told you it's not going to work!! I've told you thousands of times, but you still won't listen!!"

"Well maybe I don't listen because your idea is irrelevant! Maybe because it's stupid and it won't work! If we do what I'm saying, then everything will be alright!"

"No, it won't! Your idea includes hurting Shōyō and I'll never agree with that!"

"I don't care!! I couldn't care less about that mistake of yours!"

"It wasn't only my decision, you decided to participate, it wasn't only me he's your son as well!"

"Shut up!"

Screaming and glass crashing could be heard from downstairs. Shōyō was in his room, under the sheets of his bed curled on himself, making himself smaller than he already was, tears streaming down his lightly freckled cheeks.

"please stop..." he whimpered as a painful scream could be heard. Shōyōs head snapped to the door with wide eyes.

"Stop, please stop! Please, you don't have to do this!" crying, screaming and things crashing. Nothing out of the norm. It happened regularly. Almost every day. Almost.

"What are you doing... put that down. I said put that down!"

"Don't come closer or else I'll shoot!"

"I said stop it! Don't do this! You're insane!"

"Don't take a step closer or else you can say goodbye to this world forever!"

"Stop-!"

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That was the last time Shōyō ever saw his parents... the last time he'd get comforted by his favourite father, the nicest of the two that is. His other father got very angry from time to time. Shōyō was afraid of him but his other father would always protect and comfort him.

Not anymore though... not after that night. Ever since that night he had lost his favourite father for life, his other father and his happiness. His life had been wonderful until that bloody night, that night that changed everything.

He became more fragile than ever, meaning he was an easier target for bullies, but he just didn't care anymore. He didn't have a real family to come home to, only a building filled with people he lived with and adults that took care of all of those people. An orphanage. But Shōyō had promised himself that he'd get out of there as soon as possible.

It wasn't easy considering he lived in the middle of Tokyo, but he had to wait, and he was good at that – patience.

So here he was, in his middle-sized room, clutching a photo of his family before that night close to him. He was only 6 when that happened but he could never forget it, he would never allow himself to forget it.

9 years have passed, meaning he's 15 years old now, and he has built a perfect personality... a façade. He became popular after changing schools because of the bullying although the scars never left, physical nor mental ones. He still had close friends, Izumi and Kōji, that he loved and trusted a lot.

Although he felt a pang of sadness from time to time, he became unbothered by the fact that he lived in an orphanage, even though so many families wanted to adopt him he never stayed longer than 1 week. He was the only one, at that point of time, to have stayed so long in that orphanage.