Just My Luck (kanimari x Fem!reader)

Part 3

  *(Recap)*

     'She seems so timid, what happened to her?' "Of course you can, you don't need to ask"

"Can I be a hero too? All of my life, people always told me that i'm better off as a villain." oh, I guess that explains the bruises, she must get bullied. "It's all because of my stupid quirk! All I ever do is cause people bad luck. Please, just say that I can be a hero too!"

  *(End)*

  Y/n's Pov

     After my little outburst it went silent. Since it was the middle of the night, our silence just added to the erie feeling lingering in the air. Normally I would have loved his feeling, that's why the night is my favorite time of day. There are no distractions, no problems, nothing to deal with. I get to do what I want, when I want to. But apparently not tonight. Now I have to deal with this guy worrying about me. 'Great, all I wanted to do was watch the stars, finally have some peace and quiet; but I can't even have that go right can I?'

     "Of course you can. It's not your quirk that decides whether you are a hero or a villain, It's what you decide to make of it, how you decide to use your quirk." His voice breaks the silence.

    'What? No, he can't actually believe that. He's just saying that because he's a hero.'  "I-Im sorry? You actually believe that? How could someone like me be hero? Look Eraserhead, thanks for trying, but you really don't have to pity me. Please don't waste your time on me. Thanks for the talk, but I should be taking my leave right about now. Goodnight."

     I walked off. 'Where do I go now? I can't go back to the park or my house. That would be literal suicide.'  My thoughts were cut off by a buzz coming from my bag. Already knowing who it was from, I take out my phone and unlock it. As expected, it's my father. He's extremely pissed too. 

     'God, why couldn't I have just gone home? Things would have been do much easier if I had just done that at the beginning. I'm so stupid!'

     Deciding that I've had enough of reality for the day, I sit down on the nearest bench and plug in my earbuds. After a couple of songs, I seemed to have lost track of time. I pull out my phone to check the time only to be met with 9 missed phone calls and 20 missed texts, all from my father. I look at the time to see that it's only 2:30 am. 

     'What am I supposed to do now? I'd normally wake up at around 4, I still have an hour and a half. If I walk around to much Ill end up passing out. It's bad enough that I can't even eat as it is, not like I deserve it though.' 

     I think back to what Eraserhead had told me. 'In all honesty, I don't know if I even want to be a hero anymore. It would be too much work to go through all of the tests just to fail. On top of that, I would have to hide it from my father. I don't know if I would be able to do that. Maybe he would be ok with me just trying out for the general studies program? I'll have to ask him when he's in a good mood.'

      I decided to just apply for the general studies because why would a famous school like U.A want someone like me in there hero course. I walk back to the park to sit on one of the swings. When I get to the park I see a boy. He's around my age, and has purple hair. He was sitting on the swing before he turned around and noticed me. The purple haired boy looked at me and I could see some confusion flash across his face. I turned around and started to walk away, until the boy called out.

     "Hey!" I flinched a little at the loud noise. 

     I turned around to see the boy walking up to me. 

     "Hey, you can sit down, I was just leaving." Why is he doing this? He doesn't have to, he was here first. 

    "Huh? No! You don't have to, I can go. You were here first, and besides, I should get going anyway." 'He was probably trying to relax. I messed it up.'

     "No, you don't want to Leave. I can see it in your eyes. We can both stay since I know you won't let me leave." Why does he want me to stay? Doesn't he know i'll only end up hurting him?

     "Um, Are you sure? I can go, really. I get leave you alone. You don't have to be this nice. It's ok, im-" I was cut off again.

     "Nope. You wouldnt let me leave, so im not letting you leave. It's not to be rude, but i can tell that you don't want to go. And besides, there are two swings, so we should be good." The purple haired boy continued. "By the way, my name is Shinso Hitoshi; yours?"

     "O-oh, um, my name is L/n Y/n. You can just call me Y/n though." Please call me Y/n, I really don't like my last name, is has to many memories.

     

   (Heyo! Sorry for the late update. also, sorry if Shinso is a bit OOC. Till next time)