𝔸 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥, 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖. 𝔸 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕝𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕤.

－ Ｄｅｂｉ Ｍａｚａｒ

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( AN: Hey guys! It's me, Clover! I just wanted to let u know that this chapter has some rlly heavy topics that have to do with bullying and attempted suicide so here's ur ⚠TW. Be cautious while reading y'all!)

-Clover

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I let out a yawn as I straightened out my back in my seat.

' God my back is killing me... Probably from all that training yesterday...'

I took out my phone from my pocket upon hearing a vibration from it.

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-Tweety 🐣-

Hey be careful and look around for any suspicious weirdos sweet cheeks xoxo⛷

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I laughed softly at the text and tapped my finger to reply.

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-Sweet Cheeks 🌸⭐-

Yeah yeah ik chicken, ty for looking out for me😎❤

-Tweety 🐣-

Np sweet stuff❤❤

Btw use the feather i gave u to call me over if u need to😩😳🦛

-Sweet Cheeks 🌸⭐-

The emojis u use are so fucking weird pls💀💀

Ik Tweety dont worry😌

-Tweety 🐣-

Oh sweetheart, aizawa said hes gonna pick u up after u get groceries btw <3👹🐱‍👤

-Sweet Cheeks 🌸⭐-

Ugh u whore ik that already remember u told me this mornin 🙄🥱

-Tweety 🐣-

Ik but still what if u forget </3 😔

Oh IM the whore? Smh 🏀🛴

-Sweet Cheeks 🌸⭐-

I wont forget my lil chicken dont worry <3😌💕

Are u suggesting IM the whore btw????👺

-Tweety 🐣-

P e r h a p s😳😳

-Sweet Cheeks 🌸⭐-

When I get home Im body slamming u WWE style u chicken🤬

-Tweety 🐣-

Finally omg😩😳🥵

-Sweet Cheeks 🌸⭐-

LMAISUSH STFU PLS💀💀‼

-Tweety 🐣-

Ive been dreaming of this day😫😩💦

-Sweet Cheeks 🌸⭐-

NASTY ASS💀💀‼‼

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I snorted at his reply then put my device back in my pocket upon hearing the bus driver announce the stop we were at. I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked out the doors of the transport.

Since all the others were swamped with hero work today because of a group of gang members taking the hero agencies by storm, I was left to fend for myself for the first time to get some groceries. I looked out into the sunny sky and took a deep breath as I stood at the crossroads.

' It's trippy to see the same place where I was rescued by All Might when I got abandoned here.'

I shuddered at the thought, then kept walking into the busy street.

As I made it into the grocery store I checked the texts that All Might sent me which had all the stuff I needed to get. I grabbed a cart from the entrance of the store as I scrolled through my phone.

" Eggs... rice... octopus... fish..." I mumbled to myself as I read the list. I sighed heavily.

" This is gonna take a while to buy all this stuff."

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By the time I bought what was needed I held the grocery bags as I walked out.

' Hm, still no Eraserhead.'

I squinted as I looked about. I checked my bag to see the leftover change I had.

' Guess it wouldn't hurt to buy some pastries.'

Sure, the pastry shop was a little farther from the grocery store, but I had a gps on my phone anyway and I could use the little feather Hawks gave me just in case.

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' God these pastries look so cute I don't know if I could eat them.'

I sighed as I opened the to-go box that held the totoro-themed macarons and the cat donuts. I closed the box in defeat and kept walking. After some time of wandering around, looking for a place to eat my cute food, I spotted a grand bridge that stood over a river that was near a field of gorgeous flowers.

' Nice, I could have a little picnic and eat at the flower field.'

I gently placed the to-go box full of the goodies into my bag and got a hold of my phone to text Takami...

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As I saw a man with black hair begin to climb on the railing of the bridge...

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My heart stopped.

Then my legs immediately kicked into gear as I began running without even thinking.

" WAIT! STOP!" I pushed my legs as hard as I could as I could feel a sting in my throat.

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" PLEASE! DON'T DO THIS YOU HAVE SO MUCH TO LIVE FOR!" I cried out as I clenched my fists.

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" NO!" I spoke with a croak in my trembling voice.

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I hugged him from behind...

He suddenly flinched upon me making impact with him.

He turned his head around and looked down at me.

His ruby eyes bored into mine with a tinge of fear in them. His jet black hair flowed in the breezy wind.

" Please... don't jump." I huffed out, he slowly began to put down his arms.

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" I'm sorry..." He whispered. I furrowed my brows.

" Don't be! Hey, c'mon let's go sit... uh, anywhere but here." I took a step back and held out a hand to him as he turned to face me. He began to wipe tears from his eyes and took my hand.

" Okay..."

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He sat with his legs pressed up against his chest and stared at the flowers as we sat at the field of them.

" Here." I spoke up as I opened the to-go box full of cute pastries and handed him a totoro macaroon. He looked over to me with glazed eyes, and hesitantly took the pastry.

" God I'm so sorry about this..." The guy suddenly burst into tears and buried his face in his arms.

" Hey! Hey! I told you, it's not your fault!" I assured as I patted his back with a look of concern.

" You should've never seen me, that probably traumatized you I-"

" Hey man, I don't know what happened to you, or why you made that choice but no matter what I promise you it's not your fault!" I insisted, he stood silent and quietly looked back at the flowers.

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" Look, you don't have to tell me what happened to you, we can just sit here and talk about... I dunno... physics or something- whatever the hell you're into! We can talk about that instead." I offered, he smiled at my remark.

" ...Physics?" He exhaled out a small laugh, I chuckled.

" It was the first thing I thought of." I protested. I looked back at the guy and looked at what he was wearing. It looked relatively formal, and looked like a sort of uniform.

" You go to a middle school?" I asked, he sighed.

" Yeah." He replied lowly, I nodded.

" Which one?"

" Mustafa Private Middle School." His voice started to sound oddly familiar as he spoke again. I hummed as I thought for a bit.

" I get bullied there." He shakily spoke as he took a bite from the macaroon. My eyes went wide as I looked back at him. I put a hand on his shoulder.

" Oh, God, I'm so sorry." I sympathized as I leaned onto him. He stiffened at first, but then relaxed after a minute.

" Yeah, not exactly super fun over there." He mumbled, I looked at his face in curiosity as he spoke. He looked back at me with slight nervousness in his expression.

" You got a scar on your eyelid." I pointed out.

" Oh yeah, I got that when I was a kid when my quirk first manifested." He chuckled as he scratched the back of his head. I smiled as I looked at the scar.

" I think it looks pretty badass." I commented with a nod, he put a hand over the eye that his scar was on.

" Oh! Really?"

" Hell yeah man! It looks... uh... what's the word for it?" I thought for a bit as I put a finger on my chin.

" ...Scary?" He suggested.

" Nah." I waved him off as I was still in deep thought.

" Weird?"

" No not that either..."

" Gross?"

" It's on the tip of my tongue..." I sighed as I tapped my foot on the grass. Suddenly the guy started to go deep in thought as well as he also put a hand on his chin.

" Hmmm..."

" Still thinking..."

" Uh.." He spoke up again as he turned to me as his eyes lit up." ... Man... -ly?" He suggested. I snapped my fingers with wide eyes and jumped to my feet.

" Yeah! That's exactly what I was thinking!" I nodded with a wide smile. He laughed softly as he looked up at me as I stood." I think the word 'manly' fits you too by the way. It seems like a perfect description of you." I commented as I held out a hand for him to take. And as I looked down at him...

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Then I got that feeling again...

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' He looks so familiar...'

He took my hand and I pulled him up.

" Thanks!" He spoke cheerily as he stood up fully. As he spoke I suddenly noticed how sharp his teeth were.

I nodded to him as I walked back to get my bag.

" Oh by the way, you got a favorite pro hero?" I asked to strike up a conversation as I grabbed a few grocery bags as well as my bag. But as I picked them up, the guy approached me again.

" Here, let me hold those for you." He picked up the rest of the groceries as I stood there in surprise.

" Hey thanks man."

" No problem! And I would have to say that my favorite pro is definitely Crimson Riot! He's so brave and he's super manly too!" His eyes lit up as he described his number-one hero. I smiled softly.

" You really look up to him, huh?"

" Yeah! Ever since I was little, he's been like a role model to me." He gushed." But anyway, who's your favorite pro?" He asked as we began to walk down the field.

My mind suddenly went blank as I tried to think of someone.

' Huh... as a person that lives with a hoard of pros... I'm really not sure...'

But then I suddenly perked up my head as someone came to mind.

" Definitely All Might."

" Oh yeah? How come?"

" Well... I guess he's saved my life in a lot of ways." I smiled." He's like the Dad I've never had..." I looked off into the distance as I thought about how fatherly Yagi had been to me all this time. I turned back to the guy as he looked at me with sparkles in his eyes.

" That's so beautiful." He shut his eyes as he sniffed and wiped a fake tear, I snorted.

" Pff, you asshole. Hey, let me drop you off at your house."

" Are you sure?" The guy looked down at me as we began making our way." What about you?" He asked.

" I'll be fine, someone's supposed to pick me up anyway."

" Alright, my house is a few neighborhoods down then, c'mon follow me!"

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" Ehh, I dunno if I could ever be a pro myself." He hummed as we were approaching the block near his house.

" Why not?"

" Well... in all honesty I'm a huge coward. There was this one time when this big scary guy talked to some of my classmates and I kept telling myself to go help them... but..." He trailed off.

" You... couldn't bring yourself to move your legs?" I finished his thought.

" Yeah exactly! It was like I was frozen in place- Like, my mind kept telling me to run up to them but my legs just couldn't do it." He sighed." I mean... what kinda pro hero would just... do nothing?"

I hummed as I swayed around the grocery bags I held.

" All of them, I would think."

" Eh? Really? Well, I don't think all of them-"

" Think of it this way, I'm pretty sure there has not been one time when a pro has felt even a little scared. I mean, quirks come in all different forms, deadly ones at that- and if a pro had to fight one of those guys I'm pretty sure they would've been close to pissing their pants just like you at that moment."

The guy snorted.

" I wasn't close to pissing my pants! Pssh."

I elbowed his stomach playfully.

" You know what I mean smartass."

" Well... If that's the case then, then why are they all so fearless when they fight baddies?" He asked.

" Everyone has fear. It's a human emotion that brings us all together and that we can't help." I assured." No matter how different we are- mutation quirks, strong quirks- what have you, at the end of the day we're all still human. Of course heroes have been scared at least one point in their lives."I turned back to the guy as we kept walking.

" What really matters is that we overcome that fear, and remember what we're fighting for. The safety of other people. And with that goal in mind, it's what helped pros like Crimson Riot, and All Might keep going." I looked up at him.

" Even pro heroes can be scared. Because at the end of the day... they're regular people who want to help others."

He looked at me with a dazed look. He had shock written on his face, along with something else I couldn't exactly read. He looked down at his hands with a small smile adoring his features.

My face immediately burned.

" Sorry if I was rambling too much-"

" No..."

I raised my brows.

" You're right."

He turned back to me with a newform fire in his bright red eyes, and a light pink hue on his cheeks. He coughed suddenly, then turned back to look at the ground.

" Thank you for telling me that by the way..."

I tilted my head.

" No one has... ever said that to me before."

I let out a small exhale.

" Anytime, man."

" Oh! This is my stop by the way. Thanks for walking me here." He stopped in his tracks as we stood in front of the gates of his house.

" No problem." I nodded, I turned my heel to walk back until I was suddenly interrupted...

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By a hug...

" You saved my life... literally..." His voice cracked slightly as he gently held me.

Rain began to lightly pour as the sun began to set...

" I would do it all over again if it meant you could grow up to become a hero, red." I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his back. He pulled his head out from the crook of my neck- still hugging me - but looked at me in confusion.

" Red?" He cocked a brow at the nickname.

" Yeah, your eyes are a really pretty red color y'know. The color suits you well."

" O-Oh... thanks..." He stumbled on his words as he loomed over me and still held me in his gentle grasp. The light hue on his cheeks became just a little brighter.

I snorted as he started to look anxiously down at the ground.

" You're a riot, red."

As soon as those words came out of my mouth, it was like if a lightbulb went off in his head with the face he made.

" A riot... huh..." He mumbled.

I broke away from the hug and began my walk back to the house.

" See you red!" I called out with a wave as the rain began to pour.

" O-Oh... see you!" He meekly waved to me as he simply stood there on the sidewalk.

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" Ugh... the rain is really coming down hard." I groaned as I slumped on the seat on the bench of the bus stop.

" I thought Aizawa was gonna come pick me up like four hours ago-"

" Yeah and I was."

I flinched upon hearing the familiar, exhausted voice. I turned my head to the guy who stood next to the bus stop near the bench.

" Until you decided to run up to that kid and talk to him for almost the whole day." He lifted up the hood he wore on his jacket to reveal his face.

" WHA-! YOU SAW THAT?" My eyes went wide." LIKE- THE WHOLE THING?!"

" You had the situation under control. I could tell from your instinct." He began walking away nonchalantly. I stumbled on my words as I scooped up all the bags to catch up to him.

" WAIT! BUT-!"

" Here's the application forms for UA by the way, like promised." As I rushed to his side he suddenly turned around to hand me a packet filled with paragraphs.

" What? But, I thought you said you would only give me these if I did an act of heroism-"

" Exactly."

I looked up to the tall man in disbelief.

" Nice job today kiddo." He ruffled my hair as he stood still for a moment.

" Now c'mon, everyone's worried sick for you back home."