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𖧷 CHAPTER EIGHT 𖧷

𝖿 𝗂 𝗋 𝗌 𝗍 𝗉 𝖾 𝗋 𝗌 𝗈 𝗇 ' 𝗌 𝗉 𝗈 𝗏

'finally school ended. now to get sleep again.' i yawned as i scratched my neck. after katsuli threatened izuku, i don't think i can stand up any longer. all that running made me so fucking tired. then it hit me. 'i could have just fucking teleported all the way from home to class.'

i mentally kicked my balls right now, i know i don't have them, but i dream sometimes.
and dad was right, i am immature and dumber than i thought i'd be. hopefully i wouldn't be dumb enough not to get into the hero course.

wait, what the fuck am i saying? im already recommended omg. i facepalmed, suddenly a group of girls appeared in front of my view. "ah shit." i muttered under my breath.

now these are alike katsuki's so-called 'friends'. except they fucking follow me everyday, every time. luckily i managed to cover the fact that i'm living with a pro hero and that i accidentally killed my parents.

"what do you guys want now?" i asked, irritated. "katsuki made my day miserable already, please don't add up to it." i mumbled.

"well y/n-chan~" one of the girls asked, her name was yuna, i know the typical name that every clingy bitch has (sorry if your name is yuna, its just for the sake of the story!). "we decided to go home with you!"

i cringed when she said that in the usual annoying high-pitched tone was in. "first of all," i glared at them. "we barely even know each other, so you don't have any right to follow me home: second of all, its l/n not y/n, and its fucking senpai not chan: third, my day has already been fucking miraculous since that little shit decided to make it that way, so don't add up to it." i smiled innocently, my eyes twitching a little. making it seem like i was about to go insane.

they flinched a bit at my actions, though kept insisting, which aggravated me. i only ignored them and was about to take another route homw, before a man who looked as if he was in his early 20's, appeared behind the group.

he had a hand for a mask, and the females didn't seem to notice him yet. he was moving towards yuna, reaching out for her arm. and in a frenzied state, i pulled her behind me.

she glanced at me suprised, but then it turned into a look of horror, once he finally came into contact with my arm. i looked back to see the blooshot red eyes straing back at mine, as his grip on my arm tightened, i noticed that my right arm was starting to crumble, turning into dust.

through gritted teeth i said, "fuck off or else." as i quickly activated my quirk, making my eyes glow bright red as my ghost friends appeared behind me, just as they were taking in the scene.

"y/n-chan!"

"no! stay away!!"

but ny mother was the one who went full-on angry at them.

"HOLD UP MOTHER FUCKER, WHO TOLD YOU THAT YOU COULD LAY YOUR CRUSTY ASS FINGERS ON MY BABY?!"

she quickly possesses him, finally he lets go of my arm. "y/n-chan we've gotta get you some help!" yuna gripped my left arm, dragging me to where the clinic was, the rest of her group ran with us, surrounding me so that he couldn't lay a finger on me again (too late bitches).

yuna noticed my red eyes and quickly pointed it out, i shook my head as a response of 'no'. "it's my quirk, now lets go quick!!" nobody actually knows what my quirk is, just my dad and the pro heroes that raised me to become who i am now.

as we ran, i glanced back at my mother, she was beating the hell out of that poor man, i wouldn't normally feel bad for a villain but... i- i dont know...

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𝗍 𝗁 𝗂 𝗋 𝖽 𝗉 𝖾 𝗋 𝗌 𝗈 𝗇 ' 𝗌 𝗉 𝗈 𝗏

half-way theire escape, y/n passed out due to quirk overuse. though it was kinda weird, her drawbacks never got to her before like it did. though it may only be because it was a shitty day and that she prolly forgot to take her anti-depressants. maybe that explains why she was quite harsh, but nonetheless it didn't matter anymore. it only mattered that she was injured and attacked a villain, then immediately passed out.

and of course an aggravated man in his iconic caterpillar sleeping bag was muttering curse words under his breath as he slowly and lazily made his way towards his car, desperate but lazy as well to get to his injured daughter.

𝗆 𝖾 𝖺 𝗇 𝗐 𝗁 𝗂 𝗅 𝖾 . . .

the baby blue-haired man grimaced as he vigorously scratched his neck, muttering inaudible words and sentences under his breathe. "why... why did she have to be there? why... WHY?!"

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a/n : i hate online classes.