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Blood Of A Hero

This will contain *Blood *Abuse *Harassment *Suicidal Thoughts *Vulgar language *Violence *Depression *Self-harm *Smut or lemon (might not) Y/n L/n was called a villain her whole life. Her goal is to become a hero and prove that she can be a hero. Y/n develops BPAD during her childhood. Unfortunately, there are secrets to uncover, will they find the truth? Will they be solved or unsolved? READ TO FIND OUT! I do not own BNHA or the characters. THE ART DOES NOT BELONG TO ME This is copied and pasted from Wattpad! Wattpad: nevaek09

Taeleftpinkietoe · Anime e quadrinhos
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A/n: I just want y'all to know that this my first time writing a fanfic so I'm sorry if it's not that good❤️

"She's a fucking villain I'm not raising a villain"

"Babe you don't even know if she is a villain. Yet her quirk isn't that powerful"

"THAT MONSTER ALMOST KILLED ME!"

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It was a long day for your last day at middle school I was bullied, abused, and harassed for being a 'villain' I was never a villain I just couldn't control my quirk but after the 'incident' everyone looked at me differently.

I didn't care I was going to attend UA my dream is to attend UA to become a hero and prove to my parents I'm not a villain and this curse of a quirk of mine will be used for good not evil.

When I arrived at the train to go to my emptiness, loneliness, darkness of a home.

Once I arrived I locked my front door took off my shoes and do what I normally do every day.

A/n: TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

This may upset or offend some people, especially those who have previously experienced a related trauma.

Since my parents abandoned me since I was 10 this fuck hole of a house is mine.

I slowly walked up the stairs to take a right turn and look at my used-to-be parent's bedroom.

'it's going to get better just you wait'.

I took a left turn to walk into my bedroom it was dark and bored nothing on my walls and no color my room looked like it has no life in it.

I grabbed my knife that had f/c patterned dots on the blade.

When my mind went blank I started to cut...My wrist, legs, and thighs I choose not to cut my arms because those were already scars from my parents or one of my parents.

I looked at my wrists cuts as my blood was oozing out and my feelings of delight. I looked at my warm gushing blood as some fell on my brown hardwood floor.

I then went down to both my inner thighs and I cut an X as my blood trickled down my leg. "Aghh" I groaned as this feeling was the most amazing thing in the world.

Yes, I am addicted I'm not going to stop either unless someone makes me but no one care or gives two fucks about me.

When I felt satisfied I went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

The stings from my newly fresh cuts touched the ice-cold water "Ughh" I groaned in amusement.

A/n: okayyyy now y'all can continue to read😁

After my cold shower, I went to go down to my kitchen to make some food.

I grabbed the chicken breast from the freezer and start cutting them making little chunks of chicken.

In the left cabinet, I grabbed the pack of rice and put water in a pot then turned the stove on medium-low.

When the food was done I placed the cooked chicken chunks on top of the rice and started to eat.

"Thank you for the food!"

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A/n: if y'all have any suggestions or questions please ask and to remind you that this is my first fanfic.

*553 words*

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