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"Walking was something Alex would never get to do again. After the car accident that paralyzed her from the waist down, she couldn't stop thinking back to the time where she could walk. Now? Now, Alex sat in front of the full-length mirror attached to the inside of her closet trying to get herself ready for the first day of school. Alex's mom had to move a lot for work, so it wasn't uncommon for Alex to move several times a year-" I groaned in frustration. I've never been the most creative or smart person for that matter.
I'm Denki Kaminari by the way, a second year at U.A High School. I put my pencil down on the desk I have in my dorm room. Standing up and taking a second to stretch, then walked downstairs to get some water. Walking down the stairs, I can hear a video playing from the big tv in the common room. Ojiro is the first person to notice me, "Oh, hey Kami!" I walk down the stairs and head into the kitchen and grab a cup of water.
"Hey Oji, what are you guys watching?" I ask as I fill my cup. Ojiro shrugged, "Oh, just something Mina found, wanna watch with us?"
Shaking my head, I think of the people who wouldn't want me there, mainly Shinso, Bakugo, Jirou and Momo. "I have to finish the homework from today." I muttered but clearly not quiet enough because Bakugo chose the specific moment to walk in the kitchen
. "Yeah right, Dunce Face. Like you actually do the homework." Rolling his eyes, he fills up his cup with water and stalks off. I stay quiet, I know I said earlier that I'm not that smart but I'm in the top fifteen which is better than Mina can say. "Hey, Kami you good?
' Ojiro asks and I jump, I'd forgotten he was there. "Oh yeah, I'm fine!" I say, easily forcing a smile.
There you go Present Mic, that's my oxymoron for the day. "Okay then, I'll text you when dinner's ready." Ojiro says, squinting at me but not saying anything.
I smile and head back up stairs to try and get my homework finished. I manage to get it wrapped up within an hour. Taking a picture and sending it to Present Mic, I flop down on my bed. Sometimes I would do an assignment and forget it at my dorm so I worked out a solution with my teachers. At this point, it's 8:30 which means Bakugo's gone to bed but I still wait until Sero and Ojiro text me.
Still, I take the long way so that I don't wake up Bakugo. As soon as I hear the buzz and laughter coming from the common room, I force a smile like normal as if I'm not being bullied on the regular, as if I don't feel like cutting myself daily.
As I walk in, I notice there is only one empty table so after I get my food from Momo, careful not to touch her, I sit down, feeling everyone's eyes on me as if they're afraid I'll disappear if there's no one to watch me. After I finish dinner, I start to feel my chest tighten up and my brain feels like it's being squeezed. 'Shit! Right now?!' I ask myself as I run off to my room, not caring if I wake anyone up. I barely manage to throw open my door, close, lock it and sink down onto my hardwood floor before the intrusive thoughts fight thier way in, repeating what people tell me daily. 'You're not good enough'
'No one likes you'
'Especially not him'
'Just cut you alredy feel like doing it'
'Do you seriously think you could be a pro hero?' Electricity sparking and tears streaming down my face, I can barely think straight. As the thoughts grow louder, consuming my vision and hearing, I can just barely hear footsteps walking towards my door before I hear a thump causing my vision to go black and the memories to show in blinding clarity.