Kirishima POV
                              After (y/n)'s mom slammed the door in my face I got a little worried thinking that she might've gotten in trouble. I stayed behind for a few minutes putting my ear up to the door and listening in on what's going on. After confirming that everything was ok for myself I started on my journey back home. While I was walking I heard my phone go off. Reaching into my pocket, I grabbed my phone and pulled it out to see a text message from Bakugo.
                              Bakugo: How did it go?
                              It was fine. I was the marks
all over (y/n) though. She 
looked she got hit by a car. 
Todoroki was right. This 
started happening when her
dad left.
                              Bakugo: Does she want to
tell anyone?
                              No she wants to keep
it between us four.
                              Bakugo: that idiot she's
going to keep getting
hurt unless she speaks
up.
                              I understood where Bakugo was coming from but we can't do anything with her telling someone. She's really scared of her mother amd I don't want to see her like that anymore. 
                              Bakugo: We're telling Mr
Aizawa when we get back
to school and make sure
her old hag gets thrown
in jail.
                              It felt wrong to go behind her back but Bakugo is right. If we don't do something now who knows how bad this could end. I told Bakugo that I'm in and then texted Todoroki about the situation and he agreed to talk to Mr. Aizawa with us. "Sorry (y/n) but I don't want you to get hurt anymore." 
                              Timeskip Your POV
                              It was finally time to go back to school. I was more than happy to leave the house even if it was to go to school. School was the only time I had any freedom. "(Y/n)!" I didn't even bother to turn around knowing who it already was. Ejiro came running behind me almost knocking me down as he ran into me. "What has you so exci-....HEY! Put me down!" Without me noticing at first, Ejiro picked me up with his arms wrapped around my legs. He spun me around a few times before setting me back down. "Hey (y/n), I was wondering if you could come with me somewhere Saturday?" The heat in my face began to rise. Is he asking me out?!?! I hardly even know how to respond. My mind went back to the day before when I was with Eijiro in his house. I told a someone, someone that I hardly even knew, almost everything about me. Looking a Eijiro he had a small, light blush on his cheeks and was staring at me pleading for me to say yes. I thought over this some more, knowing that I would have to lie to my mother again. "I don't know..." Eijiro's smile frowned just a little bit before he perked back up again. "It's ok! Just let me know if you change your mind." I wanted to tell him the truth. He already knows everything that goes on at home but it's not right to drag someone into my problems. Me and Eijiro made it to class a few minutes early and made our way to our seats. We made small talk with the rest of the class about how the sports festival boosted our popularity before Mr. Aizawa walked through the doors. Everyone quiet down and waited for instructions. "We're having a special hero infomatics class today." The whole class grew silent with worried looks on their faces. I was confused by their actions but no the less continued waiting for Mr. Aizawa to finish. "You'll becoming up with hero names." Everyone grew excited about leaving Mr. Aizawa to activate his quirk in order to settle down the class. I've never thought of a hero name before. Mr. Aizawa showed us a chart with the offers we got from pro heroes. I was surprised when I had the a lot of offers. I guess people want me after all. Mr. Aizawa went on to talk about us doing internships for a week before Midnight came in unannounced. After her introduction white boards were handed out to the class while Mr. Aizawa went to sleep with a yellow sleeping bag. I stared at the white board not knowing what to call myself. I didn't think it mattered what other called me, as long as I get the job done. Maybe a name change...can be a new start. Now that I think of it, people changed their names when they want to put the past behind them. I took the top of my marker and wrote down the name I want to be remembered for. As I finished Midnight told us that it was time to present our hero names to the rest of the class. No one seemed interested in telling the class their hero names except for Aoyama. "Hero I go... Shining Hero: I Can Not Stop twinkling." You've got to be kidding me. I was surprised Midnight even approved of that name. However it did seem to ease everyones nerves. One by one my classmates went up presenting their hero names. Midoriya's name surprised me the most. So he wants to change the meaning of Deku. I smiled slightly to myself of his determination. "(L/n) I don't think you went yet." Midnights voice caught my attention and I looked up to see the class staring back at me. I stood up from me seat with my white board and headed to the front of the classroom. I could feel everyones eyes burn through me with anticipation. When I got to the podium I held up my white board for everyone to see. "This is the name I chose. The Shadow Hero: Ratri." "Interesting choice the Hindu Goddess of night." I nod my head at Midnight's comment and went back to my seat. After choosing our hero names Mr. Aizawa talked more about our internships and handed us a list of heroes who are interested in us. When I got my list it was pretty long. It might actually take a while to go through them all. Before Eijiro could notice I left the classroom to head to the gym. I knew that I had to stronger and that's what I'm going to do.
                              Eijiro POV
                              I looked around for (y/n) but I guess thay she must have left already for lunch. "Kirishima... remember what we talked about?" In front of me was Bakugo and Todoroki. I nod my head and we agreed to wait for everyone else to leave the classroom. When everyone was gone the three of us went up to Mr. Aizawa who was about to go back to sleep. "Sir we think one of the students is having... trouble as home." Mr. Aizawa stopped and looked at the three of us for a second with a questioning glance. "What kind of trouble?" We stood silent for a moment not knowing what to say before Bakugo spoke up. "Im going to cut to the chase, she doesn't want us to tell anyone like an idiot but we can't just stand by and let it happen. She's getting beat at home by her mom and we thought that at least one adult should know." It was hard to read Mr. Aizawa face as it was expressionless. "You didn't have to put it that way Bakugo" "Yea. Well someone had to say it." Bakugo and Todoroki began to agrue with each other. "Do any of you have evidence of this?" I felt Bakugo's and Todoroki's eyes on me. Telling me that is was my turn to talk. "Actually sir she told me everything then begged me not to talk to you about it." I felt the shame began to grow in me. Not from running away the first time but from doing this behind her back. While I looked down at the ground I felt a hand being placed on my shoulder. I looked up to see Mr. Aizawa with a serious yet concerned look on his face. "You three were right to bring this to my attention. I knew something was going on in (l/n) household and I will personally investigate the situation for now keep my updated on anything you find it will help out a lot." Mr. Aizawa took his hand off my shoulder before walking out the class.
                              Aizawa POV
                              I had a feeling something was going on with (l/n) ever since she interviewed for the school. She had a dead look in her eyes that I only see in pro heroes when they see something horrific on thr job. I never thought it was something this serious though. I was walking to Principal Nezu's office when I passee by one of the gyms. I could hear the loud panting coming from inside and decided to take a look. There she was, (l/n) training in the gym uniforms. She looked tired but I could tell she was nowhere near done yet. (L/n) was bent over trying to catch her breath. When she lifted the color of her shirt to wipe away the sweat on her face I saw it. She had dark bruises all around her mid section. When I open the door there was a loud sqeak that caused (l/n) to look up in my direction. "You should be eating lunch. Can't have you passing out in hero training." "I know Mr. Aizawa but I have to get stronger." This kid is going to work herself to death. I know she doesn't want to talk about her home life but I need to confirm this for myself. "Why do want to get stronger?" (L/n) looked back at me with an almost questioning face. "How's everything at home?" I watched as (l/n) tensed up at my last question and her eyes were slightly widen like she was scared but trying to put on an act. "Everything at home is fine Mr. Aizawa there's nothing to worry about." I narrowed my eyes at (l/n) seeing right through her lie. I can't get anywhere if she doesn't want the help. I let out a sigh and walked over to where (l/n) was standing while reaching in my pocket. I pulled out a slip with my address and phone number as well as the school's number and handed it to her. "Take this. If you ever need anything you can get in contact with me or any of the staff at the school." She grabbed the paper from my hand and stared at it. After awhile she put the slip in her pocket before thanking me and going back to her training. I walked of the gym and let her be until she is ready to ask for help however my students safety is my number one priority and I know exactly who I should call.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Silent Scream (Kirishima x Reader)
Fanfiction⚠will contain violence such as abuse⚠ Arriving to UA on recommendations (y/n) is at the top of the class even though she started out late. Shes quiet and reserved. Always giving her class the cold shoulder. Ever since her father left her mother has...
 
                                               
                                                  