WINGLESS FAIRY | izuocha ; ✓

𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗘

I remember my mom, saying that if you're sad, and feel like wanting to leave the world behind and never come back, a fairy will come, to help you change your mind.

I had no idea, as to why she said those words to the seven year old me, one night, when the moon was bright and everthing seemed clear through the dark sky.

And as I sit here now in the other side of the door of my room, hearing my father's shouts and my mother's cries, I finally understand.

Uraraka Ochako, a fifteen year old, first year high school student in, UA Academy. Your typical girl with no friends and no nothing, living a rather normal life. Yeah, if living a normal life means you get bullied everyday for wearing glasses and always looking down, and having parents that does nothing but fight and take out their anger on you. Haha, what a happy and normal life, right?

Right, but I don't hate or blame anyone for this at all. The bullies are bullying me for my appearance and that's my fault. Because, I look like this. I don't mind if my parents shout at me non stop and fight everytime they see each other, as long as they feed me and let me live here, it's alright.

I don't hate the world, I don't want to leave and, die. I wanna be here longer, I have dreams.

"Lies."

I shake my head.

"It's true, I wanna be here."

And even though, I think that, why is this floating green haired man, here, in front of me, eating an apple so casually?

How did he get in here?

No, what is he, and what the heck is he doing here?

"Oh, how naive you are." he says and bit the apple again. Is he some thief? I have nothing here, that can be sold for a high price, please leave me alone. Wait, I have never heard of a floating thief.

"Lying to yourself, is bad, you know?" he says again, throwing the apple, in the air, it disappearing as he did.

"Just walllow yourself in sadness and die already." he floated near me, a smile appearing unto his pretty face.

"Who are you?" I was finally able to talk my thoughts out. Why do I not feel endangered by his presence? Why is him being here, seeming to be a normal scene in my head? When I'm clearly aware of how he is not normal?

"Hmmmm." as if thinking, he floated around.

"A fairy, I guess." he chuckled, looking at me, with his dark green eyes.

"One with no wings, that is."

Neh, God, tell me why is a "wingless fairy" here in front of me?

(June 25, 2020)