"Look at her, her quirk is so stupid that she can't even protect herself!" Laughed Himari, my elementary school bully. All her friend laughed. I raised my little defenceless hands above my face.
"P-please stop H-hurting me!" I wailed.
"Even her mother knows she's a mistake!" Giggled one of the bullies.
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But back to now, I'm 15 years old and my name is (y/n) (l/n). I had a pretty sucky life. I didn't have any friends and here is the reason why. My mom is an abusive alcoholic, she doesn't care about herself or anyone else. My dad is always at work to pay for bills, rent and my mothers drinks. He is to nice to end it with my mother so that's why she is still with us. I always have marks or bruises from my mother abusing me. She doesn't want me to be a hero, but that's my biggest dream. It's the only thing I ever wanted in my crappy life. I dreamed of working with all might or another famous hero. The reason I got into UA was recommendation which surprised me because I was always bullied for having a terrible quirk. My quirk was lightning. Yeah I know pretty boring. My mother was quirkless and I'm pretty sure she is jealous of me. My fathers quirk is evaporation which I still don't really understand how it works. I don't look like any of my parents but my father always says I'm almost identical to my grandfather. He died in a villain attack before I was born. He was the one with the lightning quirk so I basically inherited it off him. He was a famous hero though. I wish I had him around so that I had someone to look after me properly. I was an only child which stunk even more, there was nothing to do around my house.
I woke up with mixed emotions for my first day. I opened my closet and got my uniform out. I put it on quickly so that I wasn't going to be late for my first day. I brushed my hair and made sure it looked nice. I wanted to make a good first impression today. The annoying part was that I'm joining half way through the year so it might be hard to make friends. I rushed down the stairs to see my mother on the sofa watching tv.
Of course, she had a drink in her hands. I watched her raise the bottle to her lips and drink from the bottle. I was used to this crap.
"Where's dad?" I asked with an in polite tone, I was never nice to my mother.
"Work" she huffed "Now hurry up and go before I smash this bottle over your head!" I quickly snatched my bag from the table and walked out the door. I was ready to leave her behind and for my first day at UA.
