"Your innocence will be the death of you."
Those were words You'd plastered into your mind; since day one. Because Those very words, would Shower her. It was A pattern, you'd gotten used to.
Your a girl With A Quirk You never Asked for. Neither past nor future seem to Be problematic for you. Your issues Seem to Remain in the present.
You try not to question Why That is, And why you're being forced to Endure such Torment everyday, over something you never Wanted.
Instead, you Show to your friends the kindness you've longed for Since Ten years Old. Your problems revolve Around Putting Others before yourself; while you're to scared to tell them The truth, and ask for help.
You don't really notice what you're doing, And you assume you're doing A Pretty great job hiding the wounds. You never expected anyone to notice What's been happening To you, that was your relief. Your cushion. Your crutch. Even you didn't Actually realise how Bad things were Getting At home, nor how sad You Actually Were.
when a certain ash blonde steps In, your secrets Start spiraling Out of control. And your Past Keeps coming back to haunt you.
What you Didn't know, Would change the future Dramatically. So you knew, you'd Have to tread carefully; if you Want yours, and Katsuki's dream to come true.
But what dream, could possibly be Worth, years Of Torment and suffering?
⚠Trigger warning⚠
- Thoughts of suicide
- self mutilation
- grotesque quotes/sections
- depression and anxiety
- Domestic violence
- foul language
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⚠ I do not own boku no hero academia
On a stormy night, a child was born in the Belladonna family. His name was (Y/N). But once his parents saw him, one thing was missing for them: the physical features of a faunus. And especially a year after he was born and he got a little sister called Blake, life became increasingly worse. But what if one night, they made a mistake?
I don't own RWBY. I don't own the stuff i make references to. I don't own you either. I own my story. That's about it. I hope you enjoy reading.