Deku's parents divorce after many years of living apart so that Inko can remarry, but she loses the fight for custody.
Now Deku lives far from Tokyo in a shady area with his abusive father, and as if that wasn't enough, he's constantly tormented at...
Contains slurs. Also I mention Daichi being obese, and I want to say that I don't mean it in a disrespectful way at all. I don't mean it as an insult, simply as a way to describe his stature. Also Ketsubetsu (決別) means goodbye in Japanese (They're actually speaking Japanese, this is a translation in a way, so yeah, it doesn't really make sense but just imagine that it does). I am slowly learning Japanese, I'm currently really bad, so please, feel free to correct me if I make linguistic mistakes.
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Reminder: DRINK WATER AND LOVE YOURSELF YOU BEAUTIFUL BITCH
Izuku's pov
Shit. Class is almost over. Don't get me wrong, I hate class, but I hate what comes after even more. Let's just hope I can get out of here before they catch me. The second the bell rings, I rush for the classroom door.
I flip my hood up hoping no one notices me, as I speed walk to the school's back door. "Where d'you think you're going, pillow-biter?" Fuck. Shit. Shit-fuck. Fucking sHIT- "That's a new one. You know, for a homophobe, you sure do use a lot of your time thinking about my sex life" I shot back, turning around, only to see the ugly faces of my tormentors. Daichi and his bitches, as I like to call them.
Daichi was one of those classic airhead bullies that you see in movies. An obese, brainless, egotistical homophobe who is ready to fight anyone who doesn't agree with him. Of course he has his two loyal followers whose names I've never even bothered to learn. They're by Daichi's side only because they're defenseless by themselves.
"You fucking whore" Daichi growled before charging at me. I threw my bag over him to momentarily distract him and then slid under his legs, trying not to breathe while doing so. I've heard his ass-fumes are deadly. "You bitch!" was all that I heard from him before I grabbed my bag and booked it to the staircase. Thankfully he was slow, and his lackeys were useless, so I had a bit of time. I climbed the stairs to the third floor, and ran to the end of the hallway, where the schools probably only opening window is.
Dammit. Of course it has to be locked. Thankfully I have a key that I swiped from the janitor that I usually use for the back door. Let's just hope they have the same kind of locks for everything. I went rummaging through my bag for the key, and just when I found it, I started to hear sounds from an angry and heaving Daichi. I see him emerging from the staircase, and I quickly put the key in the lock. I didn't have time to turn it, before Daichi marches over to me. I turned around, hoping he hadn't seen me fiddling with the lock.
"Nowhere to go now, you cocksucker" he mused, aware of the fact that I was trapped. "Seriously, what is it with you and my sex life?" I asked, putting my bag on the windowsill and preparing for a fight. "Sure, I like guys, but it's not like I fuck any more than you-... Actually, I take that back, no one wants to have sex with you, I definitely fuck more than you" I said, seeing him getting red from anger. His little friends stepped farther away, afraid of a fight.
He had finally had it with me, and went to punch me, but I sidestepped at the last second, causing him to lose balance. While he was trying to get his posture back, I managed to kick him in the shin, hard enough to make him fall over. He caught himself with his knees and hands, giving me the opportunity to kick him in the stomach. He gasped when my shoe made contact with his lower abdomen and silently cursed while getting up, while I took off my gloves as quickly as possible, and crammed them in the pocket of my jeans. I couldn't afford new ones if I broke these.
(This might be confusing, so I'll put a picture here for reference:
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The holes on the knuckles can rip if the hand is kept in a fist for a long while, or if punching. I speak from experience)
He sent another punch my way, and I once again dodged, but this time I stepped back. This was a bad move, since my back was dangerously close to touching the lockers behind me, meaning if I would need to dodge again, I'd be met with a wall behind me and to the right of me, leaving only my left side open. Even with his small brain, Daichi seemed to notice this as well, stepping closer, blocking my front and left with his large stature. He grabbed my shirt to keep me from turning and finally landed a punch on my face, possibly causing a nosebleed. I didn't have time to check though, because he grabbed my throat, and attempted to pick me up, overestimating his strength and my weight. Although his plan failed, I was still getting choked by his calloused hand.
"And I thought your brother was kinky" I joked, huffing from my airway being squeezed. This clearly struck a nerve in the boy hovering over me. "What the hell's that supposed to mean?" he growled, strengthening his grip on my throat. "Oh, he didn't tell you? Damn. Only snitched on me being gay, huh? No wonder, with a big brother like that, it would be detrimental for him to say we had sex." I knew this would enrage him, which would make his fighting even sloppier than usual. Besides, I wasn't lying.
About six months ago, his brother invited me to a random party, back when no one tortured me yet. Apparently he had a crush on me and made me get drunk. That didn't work — I hold my alcohol pretty well — but he had a love potion kind of quirk, and we ended having a one night stand. I called him out on it in the morning when the quirk's effect had worn off and escaped through a window before he could use it again. To get back at me, he told his brother, Daichi, about me being gay, and that's when he started making school a living hell for me. As if it wasn't difficult enough at home.
Daichi's face went from angry to horrified to absolutely furious. He removed the hand from my throat, only to punch me in the left hipbone, stomach and right rib. My body was already littered with bruises from previous fights and Hisashi's beatings, and somehow with the last punch, he managed to hit the exact spot I had been cut and punched the previous day. "YOU LYING PIECE OF SHIT" he yelled punctuating his words with two more punches, one in the shoulder one square on the jaw. I had luckily been able to clench my teeth together to lessen the damage.
I laughed, which took Daichi off guard. "I'm not lying, just ask him" I huffed out. Luckily Daichi was still in small shock, so now it was my turn. I kicked him in his scrotum, and when he crouched in pain, I uppercutted him, hearing his teeth smash together. I managed to get enough distance from the lockers to roundhouse the left side of his face and kick him back. He was already beaten, but I couldn't help but punch him once more in the eye and then Adam's apple. This gave me more than enough time to rush back to the window, unlock it, take the key and my bag and hop on the windowsill. Daichi started slowly getting up, clearly in massive pain, but I opened the window, stood up and turned to him one last time.
"Ketsubetsu, bitch" I said flipping him off and jumping backwards.
