My whole childhood was filled with tears, and I blamed nobody but my inability to manifest a quirk at the expected age.
"Quirkless loser! No one would ever need you for anything 'cause you're weak and useless!"
"Stop trying to be a hero for someone else when you need help yourself."
Everyday I was discouraged... and I cried, because that's all I could do. Cry and feel pity for myself.
Tears welled up in the young brunette's eyes as she was pushed to the ground and left there, battered and broken.
The boy behind her had been spared a similar fate only because she had intervened for him. And he was unable to do anything but watch as the girl got hurt for his sake.
He crawled to her side momentarily, uttered out a quiet word of appreciation and fled to call a teacher for aid, genuinely grateful that the girl had saved him from going home bruised.
The satisfaction of preventing someone from getting hurt wasn't enough to mute the laughter, mocking and taunting, that echoed in the girl's head, which caused her to curl up into a ball and sob, pity herself and wish she was never born quirkless.
But then, when I turned ten... I got it.
I manifested a quirk...
Though, it just made matters worse.
To have a quirk you couldn't show or describe to anyone when they asked, only for them to think you're so desperate to fit in that you'd pretend to have one when you 'didn't'.
To have a quirk which caused you pain physically and mentally.
To have a quirk with a mind of its own...
It was hell, and I would have preferred to stay quirkless.
Shitteiru Yuna – Quirk: unidentified
What Lies Beneath
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What Lies Beneath (BNHA × OC)
FanfictionManifesting her quirk at ten years didn't make Yuna Shitteiru's childhood and easy for her. But then again... Getting the quirk made matters worse. . . . Bnha and its characters belong to Kohei Horikoshi, I only possess OCs introduced in the book. N...
