West Side of America

You're WHAT?!

Izuku's POV:

I feel a few tears slide down my face, so I stand up to go to my dorm. As I walk up the stairs, I hear Kacchan talking and someone cracking their knuckles. Judging by the sound of moving rock, I'd say Kirishima.

I walk upstairs, not wanting to take the elevator right now. I manage to keep most of the tears at bay until I get to my dorm. As soon as I close the door behind me, the dam bursts, letting a flood of tears poor down my freckled cheeks.

I gasp for air, as my sobbing has quickly turned into an anxiety attack. I claw at my arms, trying to calm down, but nothing works. My knees buckle, and I fall to the floor in a shaking and sobbing mess.

I hear a distant knock, but it doesn't register in my brain. I continue to claw at myself and shake, still gasping for air.

Suddenly a pair of warm arms wrap around me. I stiffen, not knowing how someone got into my dorm. Then I remember that I had forgotten to lock my door.

I realize that it's Kaminari and, surprisingly, Tokoyami.

Kaminari is hugging me, trying to bring me back to reality. Tokoyami is talomg to me.

"Midoriya? Can you look at me?" He asks.

I look him in the eyes as a response. Tokoyami nods, slightly relieved that I could hear him.

"Okay. Can you name 5 things you see?"

I look around. "Y-You. Kami-Kaminari. Th-the f-floor. My-my b-bed. M-My d-desk."

He nods again. "Good. How about 4 things you can hear?"

"Your v-voice. K-Kaminari's breath-breathing. My v-voice. The cl-class d-downstairs."

"How about 3 thing you can feel?"

"K-Kaminari. Th-the floor. M-my tears." I am slowly calming down.

"Two things you taste?"

"Salt. C-copper." I realize I had bitten my tongue.

"And 1 thing that you smell?"

My eyes widen. "Blood."

I rush to the bathroom attached to my dorm, ignoring the voices of my two classmates. I grab out my med kit and pull out knew bandages, rolling up my sleeves to uncover the bloodied ones wrapped around my arms.

I unwrap the bloodied bandages and toss them into the garbage can, then redress the bleeding cuts that adorn both my arms.

I put the med kit away, then turn towards the door, only to realize I had never closed it.

I stare at Kaminari and Tokoyami. Both look sympathetic. I cock my head. "You guys aren't gonna tell me to stop?"

Both shook their head. Kaminari rolls up his pants to show his legs, which are covered with scars, both old and new. Some have bandages on them.

Tokoyami pulls up his shirt, including the undershirt that he always wears. Now I know why. There's millions of tiny cuts covering his abdomen, with bandages wrapping around his waist, most likely covering newer ones.

I look at them shocked. Kaminari and Tokoyami replace the moved clothing, then bring me back to my room. We sit on my bed to be more comfortable.

Kaminari starts. "I was born female. My parents are extremely against the LGBTQ+ community. So when they accidentally found out that I was bisexual at the age of 9, they started to beat me. My parents were alcoholics, and they were constantly drunk. They made me pick up everything and made me get a job to pay the bills, since all of the money they made went to alcohol. My father was the worst. He used to r-ra- I can't say it. You get the picture. Anyways, I finally escaped when I was 13. I either lived at a park or here in the dorms." When he finished, we all have tears in our eyes.

Tokoyami starts to tell his story.

(Sorry, I don't know his story. So Imma just make one up. If you don't like it, then [pardon me english] fuck off. Thank you!)

"My mom died while giving birth to me, so my father thought it was my fault. Everyday, he'd come home and beat me. Sometimes he'd let strangers in just to beat me. I left that Hell hole a few years ago."

He and Kaminari look at me expectantly. I sigh. "I guess I should start when I was supposed to get my quirk. I went with my parents, so exited at the thought that I'd get an amazing quirk. Instead, I found out I was quirkless. My father had to move due to his job a few days later. Mother thought it was my fault that he left, so she started drinking. She beat me everyday, around 3 times. When she read one of my notebooks, which I had used as a diary, saying that I was pansexual, she started to sell me off to strangers for a few hours. She made me pick up the house everyday when she left for work. I had to wear makeup to cover the bruises, and I was always limping. I had to lie all the time whenever someone asked my why. But that was just at home. At school, no one was nice to me. I was beat up and bullied anytime the teacher wasn't around. Even when the teacher was there, he didn't care. I was quirkless, why would anyone want to help me? So I was beat at home and at school, and even my childhood best friend turned on me. He became my worst bully. One day he... He told me, 'If you want a quirk so badly, take a swan dive off the roof of the building, and pray for one in your next life.'"

Kaminari froze. "Wait... Didn't you say that Bakugou is your childhood best friend?"

I nod sadly.

Kaminari's facial expression turned into one of rage. "What the hell is wrong with him?!"

"Nothing. I was born quirkless, so even if he did want to still be friends with me, he'd only be bullied right alongside me." I state.

Kaminari sighs in defeat. "Fine. But I'm not talking to him, or even acknowledging his existence. From now on, I'm gonna hang with you guys!"

Tokoyami nodded on agreement. "What Bakugou did was wrong. And the fact that he still bullies you is proof that he isn't hero material."

I shake my head. If you guys hang with me so much, he'd most likely do something stupid, especially if you guys are ignoring him."

Tokoyami glares. "We don't care. He needs to learn when enough is enough."

I flop backwards on my bed. "I'm thinking about going to I've with my dad," I say randomly.

Kaminari looks concerned. "You sure? Is he going to be like your mother?"

I shake my head. "we've talked quite a bit. He's nice, and has divorce papers for when he comes to pick me up. He didn't live my mother anymore, anyways. He has someone who he loves and they live him back, but they are waiting until divorce is settled."

Tokoyami nods. "That is wise. Well, where does your father live, and when are you going?"

I sit back up. "He lives in America, and I am leaving in 3 days."

Kaminari jumps up. "Holy shit! I need to get you a present! And you need to pack! Tokoyami, your coming with me, I need your help for something! Bye, Izu!"

I stare as Denki drags Fukimage out the door. "Bye, Kami! Bye, Fuki!" I wave.

Both blush a little at the nicknames, though they would never admit it out loud.

I grab my suitcase and start to pack my clothes and necessities. Once I'm done, I go downstairs to find my classmates.

I see Mina sitting on the couch on her phone. "Hey, Mina?"

She looks up. "Yeah, Midoriya?"

"Can you bring the class down here please?"

"Yeah, sure. What for?"

"I'll tell you when everyone's here. It's important."

She nods and texts everyone.

Everyone is gathered in the common room within 5 minutes. They look at me expectantly.

I take a deep breath. "I-I'm moving to A-America in 3 d-days."

Everyone, minus Kami and Fuki, look at me in shock.

Uraraka finally breaks the pressing silence. "You're WHAT?!"