It was like any other regular day for a high schooler. People bragging about there quirks and how they should've made it to UA and that the school obviously were blind that they didn't see their talent. While the kids who did want to try out for UA had a whole 10 months to train. Cocky was a word to describe all of your classmates not to mention self centered, selfish, rude, and ignorant, they thought they were high and mighty because they had a quirk. I on the other hand did have a quirk but since I don't talk to anyone people assumed I was quirkless. for that reason no body wanted to talk to me or even be my friend it didn't help that I was also shorter than everybody in my grade or that I was a little thicker. But to hell with them it didn't matter to me really because unlike everyone who wants to be a hero I wanted to be a social worker. Kids always brought color into my dull life.
I was currently sitting in a field I had found a couple of days ago when I was walking home from school. I like to think of it as my happy place, because the view was absolutely stunning. With a tall tree in the field( that I often lay against ) the leaves now turning Shades of reds and honey browns ( obviously because it was now fall), it was absolutely beautiful. The sun was going down and at this time of day so all in all the view was peaceful. I adjusted my backpack to rest comfortably against the tree while I leaned back on it. I closed my eyes momentarily trying to savior the moment when a loud explosion shook me from my thoughts. My eyes widened and my heart beating erratically against my rib cage, trying to slow my breaths I didn't even realize that I was gripping my chest where my heart was.
Wondering where the sound was coming from I started to walk towards it and to my surprise It came from a boy with soft ash blonde looking hair that stuck in every direction, he had ruby eyes and wore a black tank top that covered his muscular black with matching black sweats. He was sweating profoundly( which I can only assume is because of Training ) and didn't look that much older than me. I watched as he stretched out his arm and flexed his fingers my eyes narrowing trying to figure out what the hell he was doing.
" DIE!!!!"
I raised and an eyebrow and chuckled to myself at his strange choice of words but soon after he had yelled it a barrage of explosions came hurdling out of his hand. My mouth dropped and formed the shape of and o. His quirk was no doubt strong and it would be a bad idea to be on the losing team against him. He continued this process over and over not exactly aiming to hit anything just making explosions come out of his hand. I can only assume that he was training to make each explosion bigger than the last, and by the looks of it he was succeeding. Without even realizing it I had sat down and made myself comfortable watched the strange boy train by himself; he was pretty interesting to watch thanks to his vulgar language( which I found out about rather quickly whenever his explosions wouldn't come out big enough) and not to mention he was handsome and dare I say out loud sexy. Looks like imma be here for awhile.
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I watched the mysterious boy train for 2 hours before I decided to go home. It was honestly such a shame I would love to get to know him frowning to myself but continued walking home. Maybe he will be at the field tomorrow. Smiling to myself at the silly thought I walked inside my empty house. No doubt my mom out drinking and getting high while my dad goes and sticks himself in the next bitch. It didn't really bother honestly i likes to keep to myself most of the time and it wasn't like they are the best of parents. Hell they could probably be in a ditch somewhere and I could care less. We didn't exactly have a bond in the first place so it would be as if some stranger died that lived in my home. It was strange most children would be sad if there parents died me on the other hand I never knew what it felt like to have parents so I guess i will never know what it would be like to lose parents.
I chuckled to myself. Who am i monologuing to myself. I guess the emptiness of the house and not being able to talk to anyone is getting to me.
But I can say one thing. I am definitely going back to the field tomorrow to see that boy again. I didn't know why I was so fascinated with some boy I haven't even talked to. Perhaps the lack of communication and friends has me desperate for some human contact. But the boy was probably the most interesting thing in my life right now.
We'll see
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