22 parts Complete MatureNumb. That's how anyone would describe her. She didn't react to pain anymore. She didn't show emotion. But she could still feel. The pain was dull, so continuous that it faded into a background hum. The words didn't elicit a reaction anymore. They had already sunk far too deep to affect her. Worthless, villain, stupid, fat, villain, ugly, useless, villain. She believed every single thing they said. She deserves the pain. She shouldn't complain. Her only purpose for living is to be a shield. The only reason she didn't take her own life was so that no one would face the same treatment.
TRIGGER WARNINGS
if you are sensitive to abuse, self harm, suicidal thoughts and actions, eating disorders, violence, panic attacks, and other heavy topics, please don't read. Take care of your mental health.
This is my first story on Wattpad. Please don't be toxic. Constructive criticism is welcomed.
Also, I don't own my hero acadamia, just my oc and the plot line.
Gonna warn you, this is me fitting as much angst and trauma into a story as I can, and it will probably be over the top. Just be forewarned.
