1 | 𝖒𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖳𝖀𝖱 𝖨

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1 | 𝖒𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖳𝖀𝖱 𝖨

❝ 𝖠𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅 π—Œπ–Ύπ—‡π— π–Ώπ—‹π—ˆπ—† 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇 π—ƒπ—Žπ—Œπ— π–Ώπ—ˆπ—‹ 𝗆𝖾 ❞





A five years old you were walking down the street with your adoptive father of yours, your All Might plushie was on your chest, tightly gripping it onto your arms as both of you continued walking.

Your All Might plushie is your comfort toy, without it you would start crying or tantrum around the place, whether it's private or public places.

Making both of your ways toward the kindergarten, this was going to be your first day in there and your adoptive father hoped everything is going to be all alright.

You were much of a crybaby, one small word related to you, you would start crying about it even if it's a small joke about you.

The walk was silent, both of you never dared to speak after what happened back then at the mall.

Your quirk didn't manifestβ€”which means you're quirkless but whose to say, you're pretty smart and think fastly.

The only thing that's a problem to you was that Aphrodite have blessed you for a reason, you were born with the most, natural and beautiful face you got.

People around adored you especially guys, some of them would start approaching and compliment you,

some would began crazy, attempting to kidnapped you or trying to excuse their self that they're your parents. Some even start hitting on you like a Pedophile and the fact that you're only a kid.

Was your beauty really that special?

With one more step, the two of you arrived, seeing a happy family, parents, kids already playing together, some of them taking a good eye to their kids. Your father assume that you two must've arrived early as the kids aren't inside yet.

With one turn to his head, he looked down at you with a nervous smile.

"[Name] are you okay with this?" silent, didn't dare to speak, just humming in response makes your father hiss in discomfort.

He hated awkward things, he would start being talkative and change topic every single time he felt awkwardness filling up his body but with you, he refuse to open his mouth.

You were a mysterious kid, he wondered why you were so quiet than any of this loud kids, he would sometimes found you in the living room all alone, playing by yourself instead of going outside, play and make new friends.

It's like you already grew up being an introvert, you never go outside unless your mother told you to come with her somewhere such as mall.

But in the maintain, you never go out. And he always wondered why. Maybe because you aren't really into making friends? Scared that they might not like you? Possible that you didn't like people around you.

But now, it was finally time for you to go out and go to kindergarten whether you like it or not.

Your parents had enough letting you go inside the house twenty four, seven and decided to let you go to the kindergarten, plus they wouldn't like their daughter not being able to interact with them.

A sigh escape from your adoptive father's mouth, patting your back.

"Go on... Play with them." he convince as you only shook your head, avoiding his eyes.

"I don't want to." of course, he expect you to refuse it causing the old yet young man to sighs.

As much as he hates how you wouldn't like to interact with people, he couldn't just possibly force you to, he doesn't want you to be uncomfortable that's not your choice and he doesn't like it when he force people to do whatever he pleases; he isn't those people.

"Alright I see." so what is he supposed to do now? Watch and lets you play alone where there's tons of kids around?

He just stand there, observing your movement as you were only staring at your All Might plushie, all of sudden; a woman came with a smile.

"Hi, is that your kid?" asked the woman as your adoptive father shyly nodded,

"Ah okay, sorry it's kind of stupid of me asking you that question, there's a reason for that. It's just that, you two doesn't really look like much of each other."

"Oh I'm just her adoptive father, I'm not the real one." he replied while you just look up, gazing at the woman that your father were talking to.

The woman glance down at you as she felt her heart pounds at the sight of your face, it's like she just saw a princess.

You scoff underneath your breath, gazing down at your plushie once again. You took the opportunity to walk behind your father, hiding yourself from the woman as you didn't like the way she looks at you.

Not in the weird way, of course, you just don't like people staring at you with those creepy eyes of them.

Hiding behind your father's leg, your father spoke. "Sorry, she's not use to this yet and she's quite shy."

"Hm? Oh no, it's fine. She's really pretty." your adoptive father smile and bow down as a thank to him.

"Thank you." the woman simply smile, looking down once again before speaking.

"Hello little one, no need to be shy. What's your name?" you didn't respond, just staring at her with no emotions written on your face.

Your face didn't have any sparkles in them like the other kids out there, it was so empty and dark yet people still found it pretty.

You stared at her with your cold eyes before looking away, tugging your father's shirt, gesturing him that you wanna go home as he only laugh nervously.

"Sorry about that, she doesn't talk much."

"It's fine, what's her name?" the woman ask.

"[Name] [Surname]." your body froze, hearing your actual father's surname.

You didn't wanna hear his name nor his surname ever again after what he did to you, not to mention that your mother is still planning on changing your surname into your adoptive father's surname.

"[Name] Wada." you spoke, finally.

Your father look down at you with a shock face; he was shock how you change your surname-which it is his surname.

The woman quirk an eye brow, confuse if who's telling the truth or lie. "Actually yes, she's [Name] Wada but we're still planning into changing her surname into Wada."

Your father spoke, explaining the woman who only nodded, understanding the explanation.

"So today, she's still [Surname]?" your father nodded, "And sooner or later, her surname will be Wada, am I right?"

Your father nodded once again as the woman hum, looking down at you which you gave her a cold expression as she didn't notice it.

"Which do you prefer? [Surname] or Wada?"

"Wada." with a quick reply, your father once again was shock at your response, he never expect you to like his surname much that you even change it on your own even it's not official yet.

"Ah, right, Wada it is then."


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