8-I Can't Help Myself How Can I Help Others?

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Walking through the hall's of the school. People looking at me as if I hurt them. Like they hated me. I mean they did. But why? I just wanted to get the day over with.

I walked into my first class of the day. Sitting in my chair. Looking out the window. My eye's meet with eye's outside. Looking at me with hate.

He had blue, and red hair. Dark green eye's. Giving me a look of that someone would give to you if you hurt them. I gave them a smile, and they looked away walking into the school.

I looked up at the teacher, and started to listen as he started the lesson. I didn't want to do anything wrong, so I just sat still with a smile.

After class I got up, and walked out of the class. My eye's landing on the boy that was outside the window. He walked up to me, and grabbed my hand.

He started to pull me away. Bringing me to a closet. He looked at my wrists, and back to my eye's.

"Why do you cuts on your wrists?" He asked.

"I have three cat's at home. They can get violent." I said.

"Okay." He said, "Now it's my turn to get violent."

He put his hand in my hair. Twisting it in his fingers. Pulling it, and my head back. Grabbing my neck, and squeezing it. I gasped for air. He let go after a few seconds.

He let go of my hair, and kneed me in the stomach. I bent over, and held my stomach. He pushed me into the wall, and left.

I walked out after. Still panting from the chocking. I see All Might, and smiled at him. He gave me one of his big smiles.

I see a few people stare at me. Looking at my face, and how red it was. I was blushing from all the stares. My smile still on though.

"Hello Y/N!" I heard a loud voice say. I turn around to see Mr.Yamada. i gave him a bright smile.

"Hello Yamada Sensei."

"How have you been?" He asked.

"I've been really good! I've had more time with Yuki since mom, and dad had to go out of town." I said.

"Well that's good. See you in class later." He said.

"See you later." I said as he walked away.

'Maybe I shouldn't be a hero. If I can't help myself how can I help others?' I asked myself.

I just looked up, and started to walk away. Well to my class.

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