Quirkless
"Honey, dear it's time to wake up", my mom had said in a soothing voice. "You're six and you haven't developed your quirk yet. We are starting to get worried.", she continued as if she was trying to hint at something. "Please get up and come downstairs so your father and I can talk to you while eating breakfast."
"Mnm...fine", my voice was groggy and I was trying not to fall back asleep. After five or ten minutes had passed I finally got up. I was still in my pajamas, but it was the weekend and I had nowhere to be, or so I thought. Carefully, I made my way downstairs and sat down at the table, my mother has made pancakes, they were my favorite.
My father just walked into the room and sat next to me, he seemed upset or worried about something. He began to speak, "as you know, kids your age have already gotten their quirks...I'm afraid that you might actually not have one", he sighed as he was unsure about how I would take the news.
"WHAT?! There's no way that I don't have one, like I said for the past year, It's just developing later than usual...right?" My mother hung her head low and sighed. Both my parents knew this was going to happen once they told me, but it was none the less upsetting to listen to. 80 percent of people had them, so what made me any different?
"Leviah...you have a doctors appointment today...you might be right, this is the only way that we can know for sure", my mother was about to cry, you could hear it in her voice. "Please just go get ready, we'll leave at noon." I got up and dragged my feet all the way to my room. "It's not possible that I'm one of the 20 percent right?", I thought to myself before closing my door and starting to get dressed. I could hear my mother crying through the paper thin walls.
A few hours had passed and eventually it was time to leave to go to the appointment. I had already known that I was quirkless, but I didn't want to admit it. I wanted to believe that I was just developing it later than usual. The doctors took X-rays of me and told me to come back the next day for the results.
When we got home I ran up to my room and locked the door before throwing myself into bed crying. My entire family knew I was quirkless, including me. Nobody wanted to be the one to say it though. I heard footsteps coming upstairs and into the hall and then a knock on my door. "Leviah, honey. Are you okay?", she knew very well that I was not okay. I stayed silent in fear that she would hear me crying if I spoke. "I hope your asleep, not just ignoring me...", her voice had cracked a bit, she was just as much upset as I was.
Soon enough, the next day came. At around 8 a.m. I got up, got dressed, and went downstairs for breakfast. We had waffles this time, but there was no talking. All three of us were worried about what the results were going to be. My father drove my mother and I to the doctors office at 10, and we waited impatiently for the results. My name was called and I walked into the doctors office.
There was a male doctor that was sitting at his desk. He turned around in his chair before speaking seven words that I wish were never said. "Leviah I'm sorry, but you are quirkless."
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