Opposites Attract (Tododeku)

After Class Activities

for the record i am finishing this story so enjoy! Credit for the header is xiaoann on tumblr

{3rd Person POV}

The lunch bell rang and the halls were flooded with hungry teenages desperate to chow down on mediocre food and get away from thier teachers. Midoriya was the last one to walk out of his classroom and awkwardly tried to squeeze his way through the mob of people clogging the halls.

 As more people start to enter the cafeteria the halls get less and less crowded and midoriya feels like he can actually breathe again without smelling everyones BO and cologne. He keeps on walking down the weaving halls totally clueless as to where hes going.

 As he turns another corner before he can even process whats going on hes pushed against a wall by a very familiar face.

{Todorokis POV}

I need to talk to that boy. I need to become friends with him. Okay im being a little creepy i just have to calm down DEEEP BREATHES SHOTO DEEEEEEEP. its not working. I cant calm down i keep thinking of that green haired boy. I wanna be friends with him i wanna talk to him i wanna look at him i wanna.... hug him.

 I peak around the corner and see him looking around the hall completely lost. It made me smile seeing his stupid face but i need to make a decision of what im gonna do before he rounds that corner.

 What should i say "Heyy Shoto here!"  no thats stupid "hey cutie you look like broccoli~"  THATS WORSE!! What do i do hes almost around the corner i gotta act fast! I see his foot taking a step forward about to turn the corner.

 My insticts take over and i pin him against a wall. He looks scared and i start to panic i didnt want this to happen i was supposed to be cool and collective. I have to say something. "I WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND!" oops that was a little to loud.

The green haired boy had a terrified look on his face much less cute than his confused face. He ducks under my arms and starts to run away covering his face. I sit down against the wall and hold my head in my hands.

 Why am i so bad at love. I bet he hates me. How can i still even show my face. I feel tears start to build waiting to be released but i hold them back. no i cant cry. I cant show weakness. Thats what dad would've wanted. I still remember what he was like. We used to play catch together he would take me clothes shopping and would tuck me in every night.

~~~Flashback~~~

 I dont remember how it happened but i remember waking up in the middle of the night to loud wet slapping noises. I walked out of my room holding spider plushie that my dad got me. I hear the noises getting louder. I can start to hear the faint voice of my mother "YES OH YES YES YES!" i start to walk down the stairs calling for my mom "mom?" i call once more "Moooom are you there?"

 I hear the noises stop abruptly "Go to bed shoto honey mommy and dad are busy dont worry." I pretend to walk up the stairs to try and trick her. the noises resume. curiosity gets the best of me and i start to creep down the stairs i get to the bottom of the stairs and look around the corner. I quickly duck back into cover. I dont believe what im seeing.

 My mother the women who birthed me hitting my dads bloody corpse in the living room. I hear the bat drop on the floor. I hear her getting closer. "Shoto..." i turn my head to face her. Her smile will never leave my head so wide and heartless as if all the dark and scary things live within her mouth. "y-y-yes?" she tilts her head and her smile turns into a giant frown "Shoto you LIED!"

 She grabs my arm and drags me across the floor "DO YOU KNOW WHAT I DO TO LIARS SHOTO HUH DO YOU KNOW WHAT I DO!!" I start to cry. her sharp nails digging into my wrist "I-i dont know!!" my heart starts beating faster i dont wanna die i dont wanna end up like daddy!  "well shoto ill tell you what i do." she gets a rope and ties me to a chair at the dinner table "I make them tea!" she looks at me with her motherly smile and started heating up the water in the kettle. she sits across from me

 "so shoto did you sleep well?" i look down im too scared to respond to anything. she looks annoyed and goes over to my father taking his shirt. "do you know what i did to your father?" I look up to see her wringing my dads bloody shirt into the kettle. "Your dads a fag shoto a disgusting homo. I caught that slut making love to some prostitute in our BED!" she turns back to face me a wicked smile on her face "OUR OWN FUCKING BED SHOTO!"

 she turns back to the kettle and opens a drawer "so you know what i did Shoto?" she pulled a long bloody knife from the drawer and held it in her left hand "I stabbed that whore 60 times in the chest and slit his adams apple open." I keep looking down not able to process what im hearing. I hear a whistling noise and i guess my mother hears it too. "oh the teas done!" she gets the cups and sets it down in front me. she pours me a cup when chunks of coagulated blood go into my cup along with the dark pink liquid

 "Drink up Shoto~"She held the knife to my neck. She kept telling me to drink it but i couldn't. Not only was it my dads blood but my hands were tied behind my back. I could hear her getting frustrated at my disobedience.

 "YOU SELFISH SHIT YOU CANT EVEN APPRECIATE WHEN DO SOMETHING NICE TO YOU!!!" she knocks over my tea and it spills on table. Shes seething at this point she stares at me and grabs the kettle "burn...BURN IN HELL JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER!" she knocks over my chair and moves my hair from the left side of his face she starts pouring the hot boiling water on his face

 "BURN SHOTO I CANT HAVE A SON WHO REMINDS ME OF MY DEVIL OF A HUSBAND!" She leaves me on the ground writhing in pain. She goes to the other side of my face and kneels down getting ready to pour.

 I look at her face with my teary eyes and shes filled with hate and rage. i prepare myself for the pour when she quickly looks up. She drops the kettle he body limp falls to the ground i hear foot steps getting closer to me I start to scream "PLEASE I DONT WANNA DIE PLEASE PLEASE I WANNA LIVE!"

 I hear them kneel down next to me "Its okay Shoto its your sister. I-i shot mom." she choked at the last part but continued to hug me she called the police and paramedics who took me to a clean smelling room and plain walls. My sister stayed by my side the whole time i was in the hospital. She would cry into my chest and i would just stare at the ceiling feeling incapable of emotions or any type of sympathy.

 When i finally got out of the hospital Fuyumi became my guardian and she bought us a run down apartment in a run down neighborhood. She became the one who would protect me. She was the one who would feed me. She was the only person ive ever felt love for after the incident. She would even check my room for monsters. Monsters like my mother.

Well that took a while to write haha. I hope you all enjoyed that im not the biggest fan of angst but i just wanted to try and irk you guys a little bit. And yes i did imagine sangwoo a lot while writing this but in my defense i was planing on doing this for awhile lol. See you guys soon for the next chapter!