Is Being A Hero Really All That Heroic?
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Dernière publication lun., oct. 18, 2021
Story also found on AO3
You'd think being the son of the number one and number six heros would be awesome, right? Well for Tommy it's actually not. Not only are there people observing you to meet their high expectations with very close and watchful eyes, but there are also people expecting you to fail as well, to go down the same path as your brothers has done.
This is why Tommy hopes that him going to UA and training to become a hero with his best efforts will make people see him as him and not just the son of the number one and six, not just the brother of the two reject villains.
But is being hero really all that heroic that people put it out to be..?
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