my hero academia · bullying · quirk discrimination · tragic · resilient · ua high school · angst · isolation · survival · emotional
A current of excitement rippled through the classroom, all of it directed at the new student. Mallory stood at the center, a sly smile playing on her lips as Izuku and the others clustered around her, their backs to me. Her eyes, sharp and calculating, found mine across the room. She lifted a finger, pointing directly at me. 'Ugh. What is that thing doing here?' Kirishima—once someone I'd counted on—snorted. 'Total deadweight.' My stomach plunged. The familiar, cold weight of sadness settled in my chest, and my quirk responded instantly: a series of fine, burning cuts etched themselves across my arms and collarbone, a visible testament to the betrayal. The room’s murmur shifted into a chorus of whispers and sidelong glances. Then Mallory’s arm snapped forward; a plastic water bott…