1 Prologue - Just Why?
MHA Fanfic
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A guy... Yeah, a guy—quite contrary to the cover, right?—woke up in a three-years-old boy's body; he now possessed new name, new family, and lives in another universe called "My Hero Academia".
It's fun and all until he got his quirk then his father started abusi-training him with his twin to be the next number 1 and 2 heroes.
Things get more worst if that said quirk bothers his daily life.
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A/N: I'll warn ya, there will be a few (or many, it depends) lemons in here, straight and not. If that disturbs you, don't read this or skip those. If you chose to read this... enjoy, I guess? *Laughs awkwardly.
Just an obvious thing... MHA doesn't belong to me... So kill me now, would you?
Warning: Suicidal thoughts... Idk but I just feel like it's required to put warning like this.
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???'s POV
They said life is fun. Yeah, fun! It's great! Really great! You get to chase your dreams, find the love of your life, do things that you love, sounds fun, right?
But why do I have to be either a doctor, an engineer, or a businessman? If not those three, you're considered jobless, a failure, and have no promising future. Like, I really want to be an author or something! Can't they just support that and be happy? Why do they have to laugh their asses off like I said some really funny joke?
Don't get me wrong, I just ignored them and proved them wrong. I started writing books online and succeeded... Yet it's still not enough?
I maybe ignore them, but sometimes it's just too much. Why do they make my self-esteem so low? I sometimes thought maybe I'm really a failure despite everything. Maybe I-
"Just don't listen to them, okay? It's not like they physically abuses you or something. Anyway, wanna hang out tomorrow Saturday? I heard there's a new arcade there!"
I was interrupted in my thoughts when this guy interrupted me. 'I do that all the time, you don't need to tell me. Plus, didn't you know that words hurt more than a literal punch in the face?' But I can't just say it so I simply nodded my head.
"Great! And I'll beat you this time!" He said enthusiastically. I just smirked at him and said, "You never won once, don't bother trying."
Right after doing so, the bell rung, signalling the end of our school lunch. We then waved bye at each other and headed to our next class.
Classes, yeah... It's fun too! You get to learn so much stuffs that teachers can't even learn them all! Yet they expected the students to learn all the subjects? What?!
Oh wait, never mind. They mastered that subject while what they just give is just a portion of what they know.
Can I be like them? Can I do great things like them too? Maybe I succeeded a bit in writing, but I feel like it's not enough. They also said it's not enough, so that must be it, right? No? Maybe? Maybe no? Maybe yes? Maybe maybe?
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'Man, I really hate myself.'
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I found myself staring at the wide view of the city, the bright orange color of the sunset slowly becomes darker.
Whistles of winds can be heard around me as it brush my whole body. "It's really is cold here. Of course it is, I'm on the rooftop after all."
I slapped my face multiple times with both of my hands, trying to go back to my purpose here. 'You'll do it now right? No? Yeah! You're too scared to die! You can't do it! Even though everything's too boring, lonely, depressing, negative...'
I slowly walked towards the edge of the rooftop, looking down from the seven story building. 'But what if I did not die when I fell? It will hurt for sure! Yeah, it will.'
I took a deep breath and slowly sat, careful not to fall, not like I care anyway since I'm definitely diving this time. I placed my bag besides me and opened it. Then took a bunch of bars of dark chocolates.
'Should I really jump? But what if they think I'm just an attention sneaker if I did? Well, it's not like I would know since I died. Plus my parents doesn't care anyway.'
I took a deep breath while examining the view below: tall buildings, moving cars, the swaying green leaves of the trees in the park, and I bet I even saw someone pointing at me from one of the buildings!
'Should I really jump? What if I have an unknown future that awaits me. A future that I could be happy? ... Should I really jump? I still doesn't have a girlfriend, or a boyfriend, whatever.'
'Should I?'
"Should I?"
Without knowing, tears flowed down onto my chin. But I quickly wiped it off once I sensed it.
'No I won't, I still have a dream to achieve, and stacks of money waiting for me so I can slap their faces off with those. Plus, I have someone to crush on games tomorrow.'
It took me an hour to finish it all. After eating those chocolates, I took a cherry lollipop, unwrapped its wrapper, and placed it in my mouth.
Just then, I suddenly heard a meow behind me. It made me startled that one of my limbs slipped of the edge. I took a glimpse on whose cat it is. 'Mobby's cat?'
And just like that, I'm falling. Though not purposely, I'm still falling. Does that counts as suicide? Maybe no because it's the cat's fault for startling me.
"F*ck you, cat!"
And those are my last words before I-
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A door crashing was heard, followed by a shout from a man.
"You two wake up and prepare! We'll test your quirk! And don't dare be a disappointment like those three!"
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A/N: If it's not obvious enough... (or.for those who don't know)
"(Text)" = Talking
'(Text in Italics)' = Thinking / Talking telepathically
(A/N: (Text)) = Author's Note... Yeah, no sh*t Sherlock
That all... Eeeeeeee
-I_Wanna_Die__Kill_Me
