DISCLAIMER: MHA doesn't belong to me but Kohei Horikoshi
This books contains strong language, blood, abuse, depressing topics(self harm, suicide attempts), abandonment
If you can't deal with these, don't criticize my book. I gave you a warning. Also...
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"You're all going"
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"WHAT?!"
Chatter filled the once silent and gloomy classroom as Izuku slammed his head onto the desk. His blank face locked onto the wall as his toxic green eyes stayed glued to it. How he hated classrooms.
The feathers on his cheeks twitched and Bakugou stared backwards at him for a moment, before turning himself back to face the front. Kirishima quickly appeared out of nowhere and became the bright sunshine that he is, asking Bakugou to come to the mall.
But, the teen decline and it left Izuku to be asked. The winged teen himself was going to do the same as the pomeranian, only to have Hitoshi appear and but into the conversation.
"We would both want to join you guys" he urged, having Kirishima smile with twenty million suns shining of it, before he shoved a number onto the desk. Izuku could only assume it was a phone number.
Hah he didn't have-
A phone was placed on his desk and he abruptly turned to the sleep deprived male. It seemed as though a question mark appeared over his head as he tilted his head in confusion. A "huh?" About to leave his mouth.
"Aizawa got you a phone, actually use it" the purple haired teen informed with the added order in the end. And he was forced to add the number into his phone as "sunshine shark," he totally didn't chose the name, and text a hi and confirmation that it was him.
Oh how it felt weird to have a phone.
The day passed in a flash, as to make the mall encounter to come sooner. Izuku dreaded every bit of it as he walked next to Hitoshi, the one who caused him this suffering.
He was forced to peave Higeshi home. He wouldn't want more unwanted attention brought to him with his large wings, adding a young avian to the picture doesn't fair well with the teen. So, he left the bird to practice flying at the dorms.
"Why'd you make me do this?" He asks again for the umpteenth time that hour, some sort of frown on his face, unable to identify if it was for actual sadness or dread.
A sigh escape Hitoshi's mouth, "1. You don't have everything needed for the camp" started the male, "2. I need to get stuff, and I would rather go with you than anyone else"
The purple haired teen left a rather long pause as his mood seemed to deflate, "and 3. Dad wanted us to interact with people"
Izuku was caught by surprise at the answer, choking on his spit from a sharp inhale, and coughing. He'll say he ignored the word "Dad" that left his friend's lips, wouldn't want to embarrass him for having a rightful parent finally.
"Is that so?" The winged teen countered with amusement coating his tone, eyes sparkling in that same emotion.
A nod was his answer, concluding his questions. Oh how interesting that turned out to be.
"Shinsou!" the teen perked at the shout, "Midoriya!" That name added more interest to the voice.
The scent of old spice cologne told him it would be their resident sunshine smile of class 1-A. If you couldn't already tell, it was the person obsessed with being manly, Kirishima Eijiro.
The redhead gave a sharktoothed smile to the pair in front of him, waving with his right hand. "Come on, everyone's here already" he urged the two to follow with a motion of his arm before hurriedly walking back to where he came.
With a glance to each other, they both followed. Other scents of classmates filled his nostrils as they got closer, him being able to identify each.
At a jasmine smell, Uraraka walked towards them as they arrived, holding her hands close together. "I'm glad you two came, now we can bond better as a class!" Her voice came out in a squeal like pitch, causing Izuku to scrunch up his brows.
"Yeah, we thought it'd be better to come since we were missing things" informs Hitoshi, the winged teen nodding after he stopped talking.
"Then let's get along!" She says before skipping back to the group. She seemed way to bright and peppy, it confused Izuku.
He guessed that she had a fairly normal situation then if she could act so optimistic. It seemed that way with most people at the school. He wouldn't deny that he feels a twinge of jealousy at that.
He needed to warm up to the unnecessary kindness then. The chatter around him made him want to leave, but he gets reassured by a tug on his sleeve.
This makes him turn to Hitoshi, uncertainty filling in his toxic eyes. He moves the gloved hand closest to Hitoshi to lightly grip his shirt. Hitoshi lets a calming look adorn his features, "it's okay Izuku" his voice is soft and comforting, urging the teen to move closer to the purple haired male.
He gulps and nods before being lead by Hitoshi towards the group. Everyone turned towards them, most smiling brightly or shouting greetings filled to the brim with kidness.
It felt so odd and made the teen inch closer to his friend. His feathers twitched on his cheeks and he felt his wings shift on his back. How odd this felt for him. At least he gets to warm up to them somewhat.
Then, he would try his best to get used to the brightness in the air. ________________
