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The bell marked the end of the day.
“Finally” I thought, grabbing my bag as I stood up from the desk. All the others had already started making noise like every other day. Paying it no mind, I left the classroom.
Those 2 extras following me like damn dogs. The grey haired one and the other, chatting out their minds and trying to include me in their stupid conversation. Eh, after all these years, I got used to it.
Just as I was about to leave the gates, a loud thud followed by gut wrenching screams.
“The hell happened now?” I muttered, turning around, bag above my shoulder. That annoying feeling soon turned into pure despair.
It felt surreal, straight out of a cringy angst movie. But it was real, way too much.
Deku… That fuckass nerd, always behind me, following me even though no one asked him to, fanboying over me as if I was already a hero… His annoying voice, muttering about quirks all the time, analyzing everyone like a creep. Standing up again and again, even when his face is completely bruised up and hands are bleeding.
He’s so weak, yet he always fighted me face to face even if he knew he would lose. I really hated that. I’m stronger, better… Why does he insist on going against me?
He never admitted defeat easily, especially when it came to defending himself or others. So why?...
Why is he not standing up again like always? Why is he there? On the floor, laying motionless…
It must be a sick joke, right? He’s trying to take revenge because I picked on him too much, right!?
That isn’t blood under his head, it cannot be. He didn’t just fall from the rooftop, it’s impossible. He isn’t the type of man that would do that…
Cold sweat running down my forehead and neck as the alarm beeped. It was all a dream, a fucking nightmare from hell.
“Agh!” I turned off the alarm, sitting down. Breathing in and out. First inhale from the nostrils and exhale through the mouth. My heart beat slowing down, going back to normal.
That dream - No, that memory has followed me ever since then. Every night, every time I try sleeping… Even when I close my eyes I see it! I see him. Dying again and again, repeating every single detail of that day to perfection.
As if I had something to do with it… As if it was my fault!
And what if I had made fun of him? What if I told him to take a swan dive off the roof of the building?! I was obviously joking… It was completely his own doing and his own fault if he doesn’t know how to take a joke.
“Fuck…” I groaned, getting out of bed as I wiped away the sweat. “Damn Deku, not even dead, you leave me alone.” Cursing under my breath, I made my way to the bathroom. Some cold water was definitely needed.
April 8th, UA’s entrance ceremony and my first day attending. I couldn’t let that meaningless nightmare bother me.
This is the start to my “becoming a hero” journey. A fresh start, a classroom where no one knew… Everything is going to go perfect, I have it all planned.
All I needed was in my bag, the uniform without even a wrinkle. A breakfast with enough calories and protein for the day. The train arrived at the marked hour and I got to the entrance of the academy in time.
As I stepped in, a sense of dread invaded my mind… As if I didn’t belong there, between aspiring heroes.
It was… unnerving. I’ve always wanted to be a hero, I will become a hero. But why did I feel like I didn’t deserve that title?
I shook away the feeling, just nerves ‘cause it’s the first day, nothing special. Making my way to the classroom, a deep breath and a confident look. This must be my new start, where no one knew what had happened that 20th of March.