Reflection

The ride home was quiet. My dad tried to ask about school, but I was out of it. I kept repeating my actions in my mind. It was completely out of character. They were just kids, and yet I beat them and then proceeded to attempt to break Akira's spirit. This was not like me. Why did I do that? I repeatedly asked myself.

When I got home I didn't have an appetite after what I did so I told my mum I ate at school and went to my room. I got into the lotus position as soon as I got to my room and meditated on why I did what I did.

I am not too sure, but it seems like I did it because I was frustrated and angry with myself for not being about to use my quirk. And that I had to endure so much just to create a tiny spark, whereas this kid gets an amazing quirk with great potential that he can use freely.

And him calling me his rival felt like a rich man calling a beggar lucky. He had everything wealth, a good quirk, intelligence, looks, and more. He is likely going to become a great person with very little effort. He had the life I had wished for. I seem intelligent, but I know it's only because I have an unfair headstart.

I know my parents say I can become anything I want even without my quirk, but I know that's not true. In a world like this, only quirks matter, no matter what you choose to do, quirks are a sign of respect and power.

But I know those kids didn't deserve what I did. If I want to become a hero, I can't act like this. I will make sure to apologise to them tomorrow.

I could not bring myself to do any training that night. I was too ashamed.

The next day at school, as I said, I went to find all those kids I beat and sincerely apologised, but I made it clear that this was not an invitation to become friends. However, I did not see Akira. He didn't come to school for a week. I later heard that he had moved. I hope he is alright and that I didn't do too much damage.