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It has been about 3 years since I started training with that boy. I have never seen his face, since I am always blindfolded when we train. All I know is that he is pretty nice, he was the first person I ever trusted. I enjoyed training with him, since we could talk while our parents had their conversation.
That all changed when my grandmother passed away. She was my mum's mother. My mum was largely affected, she began to stay home more, she didn't bring me to training, and soon, my dad left. My mum decided to move, so we could have a fresh start. I didn't want to. I knew once she came out her depressive state, she would train me again. it happened when her father, my grand father, passed a few years earlier.
"GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE NOW!" I heard my mum yell from downstairs. I quickly ran down to meet her. "Yes ma'am" I meekly said. "I want you to get dressed, go to the store, and buy the groceries, and a new training outfit. " at least she said it more calmly. "Yes ma'am" I replied, I went back upstairs, I went into my closet and put on a grey long sleeved shirt, and a pair of black ripped jeans. I grabbed my wallet as I put on my sneakers and walked out the door.
While I was walking, I put in my earbuds in and played some music:(play it now)
I live inside my own world,
of make believe
kids,
screaming in their cradles,
profanities.
I see the world,
through eyes covered in ink and bleach
cross off the ones,
who heard my cries,
and watched me weep.
I love everything,
fire spreading all around my room,
my world's so bright,
its hard to breathe,
but that's alright,
hush. . .
I took in the scenery, until I reached a large building where there were teens piling into the gateway. I waited for them all to pass when someone stopped and walked over to me. "Hey, what are you doing here so early in the morning, you should be at home right now. Where are your parents?" it was a boy with grey hair, with a blue streak, and blue eyes. I looked up at him,paused my music, "I am going to the store for groceries, my mother is at home, most likely asleep, and I must do my tasks early in order for me to have more time in the day for training. I suppose you attend this academy?" I pointed to the building. The boy just stared at me with a blank face, and just nodded. "Then you should go inside before you are late for class." I said, motioning towards the little students still entering. He quickly ran inside, "Have a good day!" I called after him, then continued on my way to the store.
When I reached the store, I got the groceries, I realized that the list my mum gave me also had beer and whiskey on it. 'Great, I have to make a story up...' As I thought of a way to convince the cashier to let me but alcohol when I checkout, I went to find a new training outfit. I chose a cropped top, and some leggings, and decided to get some new ankle and knuckle wraps since my others were worn out. I went to the checkout line, when the cashier saw me and the alcohol, he spoke up, "Why might someone as young as you be shopping alone, and buying alcohol at that?" I had made up a story hopefully they would buy. "My mother is at home and she is throwing a party later on, but she broke her leg, and is on bed rest, she is soon to be off of it, but the party is tomorrow. it is an adult party and I will be at a friend's house." he stared at me. "Why couldn't one of her friends attending the party get the beers?" he said confidently. "They are all at work, and on a strict schedule, they have full shifts, from dawn to dusk, the party is going to be their breather. They are finally having a long needed rest." he stared at me in pity. He scanned the alcohol and put in a random date for clarification, and sent me on my way, saying I was so kind for doing tasks for other people's good. I mean, sure, it is for other people's good. My mom gets her beer and whiskey, she is composed, sorta, and she doesn't bother anyone else.
When I got home, my mom was passed out on the couch. I put away the groceries, went up stairs, put on my training outfit, and left a note for my mum that I had returned, put everything away, and I was at the gym. In case she became mad, I added that I had made her some mixed drinks. When I reached the gym, I checked in, took off my jacket,shoes, and socks, and put on my wraps. I started my training.
About an hour into training, a crowd of teens came into the gym, apparently they were on a field trip. I didn't mind them, I just continued. Well it seems they are quite dumb, cause when I was in my rampage training mode, two of them approached me from behind and touched my shoulder, assuming I would jump and get scared. I turned around and pounced on them, I trapped both in head locks, then slammed them backwards into the ground. Soon there was a crowd staring at me. I became anxious, so I attempted to walk away to a different section of the gym.
"Excuse me, little girl." I heard a deep, tired voice call after me.I turned around to see a man with long black hair, who looked like he didn't want to be there, walking through the crowd towards me. "Yes sir?" I replied. "Who is the one who trains you?" "I train myself sir. I used to train with another person, but I no longer train with others." he walked to me and placed his and on my shoulder and looked dead into my eyes, "Do you know where these students attend?" he asked. I shook my head, he smirked and chuckled a bit. "These are students from U.A high, they are in the hero course. They are training to become future heroes. You just took down two of my best students." I was shocked. "How old are you?" I held up ten fingers. The man was shocked then smiled," What's your name?" I fidgeted a bit and replied, "Y/n L/n"
"Return to your training, Alacan, come here."he told the crowd.
"Yes si- wait! Your that girl from this morning!"
"You've met before?"
"Yeah, she was standing outside the school this morning, she was going shopping by herself."
The man looked at me once again, "Is this true?" I nodded. " Where were your parents?"
I took in a deep breathe, "My mother was at home, drunk on the couch asleep, I went to the store for groceries, and to get her alcohol." I looked at the floor. "What kind of parent is that?" said Alacan. The raven haired man looked at me worriedly, "What does she do when she is awake?" I decided to lie, "She is actually really nice when she is awake and sober, she makes me breakfast, and we play games" I said smiling at the thought that actually happening. They both sighed. " "When your older, I hope to see you at U.A. I'm Aizawa by the way." said the man.
With that, they left and I soon left to return home, where my mother waited to beat me once again...
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