My Hero (Bnha Fanfic)

Chapter 7: Protection

It's been two days since the attack. I've gotten more and more distant, cold, and irritated. I feel like I'm going insane. All I can think about is my parents and Kirishima, and how they must feel right now.

"Tora," Shigaraki says. "Come here."

I stand up automatically and walk over. He has a pencil and paper in front of him.

"I want you to write a letter to your parents," he says. "Saying that you are glad to be a villain and happy to be rid of them."

I clench my fists but don't say anything. I haven't spoken a word since the fight. Why should I?

I nod and take the pencil.

Dear Aizawa and Hizashi,

I'm glad to be where I am. Hate to break it to you, but this is better.

-Komori

"Perfect," he says. " Short and to the point. Now, I'll let you deliver it."

My head snaps up.

"Be back in half an hour, or you know what will happen."

I walk up to the front door. This time, I look in the window first.

As I thought, Aizawa and Hizashi are both sitting at the table, heads down, saying nothing.

I pull out the pen I always keep on me and add a quick little note before walking in.

They both turn, surprised to see me. Aizawa wraps me in his scarf, and this time I can't move.

Hizashi walks over to stand in front of me. He looks like he's about to cry, and I already had tears in my eyes.

"I can't believe you Komori," he says.

I don't say anything and look down at my hand. He sees the note and reaches for it, but I nod towards Aizawa.

"Don't try anything," he warns, letting me go.

I walk over to the table, set the letter face-down, and climb up towards the window.

Dear Aizawa and Hizashi,

I'm glad to be where I am. Hate to break it to you, but this is best right now. I'm sorry. Trust me on that.

Love,

-Komori

They look up at me.

"What do you mean?" Hizashi asks.

I sigh, make a heart shape with my hands, and leave.

When I get back, Shigaraki is waiting for me.

"Did you do it?" he asks.

I nod.

"And you only went to your house?"

I nod again.

"Good."

He leaves and I go back to my corner, where I've been sitting silently since I got here. Then I remember something.

They never took my phone.

 I pull it out and send a mass text to my class.

Everyone,

I know you all probably hate me by now, but please understand I don't have a choice. I have to do this. I'm sorry.

-Tora

I send it, set my notifications to vibrate, and start reading on my phone to pass the time.

Hopefully everyone can forgive me after this.

I know this is short, but it's sort of filler. It ties into the story, but this is really all I needed to get across, and I don't want to add filler TO the filler.