Midoriya x Reader (its bullshit)

Forgotten

OKAY SO; I GOT THIS CHAPTER'S IDEA FROM NioXUntitled ('S) BOOK FORGOTTEN! BUT I TWEEKED THE STORY PLOT THINGY! PLEASE GO READ FORGOTTEN! IT'S A REALLY GOOD BOOK AND I THINK THEY DID GREAT ON IT!!!! NioXUntitled; if you would like me to take this down, please just message me and i will take it down! I love your book(s) by the way! I think you are an amazing writer!!! 

OKAY; ON WITH THE CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!

      "KIROSHI! WAKE YOUR ASS UP YOUR YOUL BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!!!!!" I heard my mother scream from downstairs.

     I gave a soft groan and got off my bed. I got dressed in the UA high school uniform, brushed my hair and teeth, put on a small amount of makeup and a little bit of perfume. I wasn't trying to impress someone, but I knew that if i didn't look the way i did, i would get into a fight with my mom and i didn't want to fight first thing in the morning. I grabbed a scarf and wrapped it around my neck to cover the very noticeable scar that stretched across my neck. I went do wnstairs and ate a piece of toast before calling out to my mother that i was going to leave. I left the house with all of the needed items and slowly made my way towards UA high. I entered the gates of UA and made my way to classroom 1A. I knew my way around the school since i used to visit my older sister and brother when they went to school. They showed me around and explained what went on. Although i was starting late, I wasn't worried. I knew all the "teachers" and all of the staff. I spotted the door and made my way up to it. I knew as soon as i entered all eyes would be on me and i wasn't comfortable with that, but thats what i got for deciding to start late. I opened the door and stepped in.

     "Kiroshi. You were supposed to be here at 8. What happened?" Aizawa, the homeroom teacher of class 1A, questioned.

     "Things." I answered lowly.

     "Who are you!?" A boy with a lightening bolt in his orange-ish blonde-ish hair questioned loudly.

     "What's your name!?" A girl with brown hair, a round face, and what seemed to be a constant blush pasted on her face questioned.

     "What's your quirk, extra!? HA! No matter what it is youd never be able to beat me! Im the best there will ever be!" A boy with spikey ash blonde hair shouted.

     "Quiet!" Aizawa shouted, quieting his students, and my new fellow classmates.

     "Im Kiroshi L/n. My quirk......my quirk is pulse seize and siren voice, including siren lullaby. I am a new student here." I answered the questions that were given to me in a low, monotone voice.

     About 99% of the class wouldn't leave me alone after that. There was one boy in the back of the class with dual hair, a scar on his left eye. He was the only quiet one. I recognized one of the students. The boy with untamable green hair sticking out in all directions. Izuku Midoriya. My childhood best friend. I knew he wouoldnt remember me. I was okay with him forgetting me. It was better or his safety that he never remembered me.

     "U-um. K-Kiro-san! A-a-are you o-okay? Y-your c-crying!" Midoriya suddenly questioned, pulling me out of my thoughts.

     "H-huh?" I said, a bit puzzled.

     My hand lifted to my cheek and i felt it was wet. He was right. I was crying. I wiped my tears fast and looked at the ground.

     "Im fine. I should go now. I will see you all tomorrow. It was nice to meet all of you." I said quickly, but never changing my tone.

     I rushed out of the classroom then quickly made my way off campus. After I was a few feet away from the school gates, i broke into a run. I ran for the one place i knew i would be alone, the abandoned house out of town. I ran as fast as i could all the way there. I reached the front steps of the house and i bolted inside. I slammed the door shut behind me and broke into a sob. I cried my eyes out.

     "H-he doesnt r-remember me." I sobbed into my hands.

     "Wh-what did i do to deserve this?!" I shouted, falling to the floor and slamming my fist against the floor.

     After a few hours, i stopped crying. I walked home, finally accepting the fact that i was FORGOTTEN.

Okay. This story is only 780 words, and thats not usually how i do things, but ya know. Fuck it. And once again, please check out NioXUntitled's books. They are so amazing. Okay. Thanks for reading. Have a great day/night/afternoon. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!