Monster under my bed
As Emika entered the doors to the UA building she didn't once look up and admire it and, oh and ah, like all the other students. No, she kept her head down instead. Afraid to look up. Hopeing, praying that no one would notice the bruises on her legs and arms. Or the fact that she smelled, and her hair was wild and unkempt. Because she had been neglected.
I look around to see kids my age walk all around me going to there friends or looking down at their phones. I frowned pulling out a white piece of paper from my black bag. My purple eyes trailed over the paper stating my class number. Class 1A I mumbled to myself. Looking up slightly glancing at the signs above the classroom doors. Trying to find class 1A. Finally class 1A gleamed back at me. I let out a sigh of relief knowing that I wouldn't have to ask for help. Gripping my cheap bag strap tightly I walked up to the door quickly. I reach out for the door knob nervously. Trying to find the courage to go in when I heard a loud voice ringing in my head. Who the fuck is this! She's kind of hot. * turning around to see who had invaded my mind. MOVE DUMBASS YOURE IN MY WAY! I looked up to see a blonde spiky boy with red eyes staring at me with an angry expression on his face. I flinched as he grabbed my arm forcefully moving me out of his way. I yelped in surprise. I reached out for his arm yanking him towards me tripping him in the process.
I turned heading into class not saying anything. I looked at the back of the room heading towards a seat. Sitting down I placed my head down into my arms hiding my face from view. And trying to block out everyone's invading thoughts.
Oh who's that shes got a rockin bod. Ughh keep your thoughts to yourself I mumbled to myself. I turned my head peaking one eye out of the hole of my joining arms to see someone talking to me I recognized him from the entrance exam I think his name was kaminari. Hey you're the girl I saw beat the shit outta that robot In the entrance exam. I stared at him with a blank expression. Hey do you remember me? He asked getting close to Emika's face.
In a quiet voice i answered umm ye-es I do. Could you please get out of my face. I could feel heat spread through out my face when I heard his thoughts and the rest of the class break into my mind.
Wow shes so beautiful I didn't know she had purple eyes.
Who's that shes hot.
Is that that the quiet girl I saw in the entrance exam.
Stupid Deku.
Wow Momo is hot. Wait does that mean I'm into girls.
Darkness everything is darkness.
No one can even see me why did I even try to look cute today.
I definitely need to learn this tiktok dance.
Wish my old man would roll over and die already. I will never use my left side asshole.
Boobs so many boobs.
I have to get stronger for Almight, I will prove that I can be the number 1 hero just like him.
Money I have to get money for mom and dad.
Thought after thought ran through my brain. I held my hands to either side of my head trying to place my walls back up blocking the invasive thoughts of my classmates. Finally I was able to put the walls painfully back up.
I let out a sigh of relief when I realized it was now only my thoughts inside my mind.
class take your seats! My name is Aizawa I am your homeroom teacher. After he introduced himself I zoned out placing my head comfortably back in the nooks of my arms. Falling asleep.
20 mins later ~
Hey wake up the class is leaving.
looking up from hearing a surprisingly nice voice. I saw what would only be described as a bird boy his head was a birds and the rest of him was a normal body. I looked around in confusion. In my soft quiet voice I asked where is everyone.
they all left to change into there P.E uniforms Mr. Aizawa said he was giving us an assignment.I nodded my head in understanding I stood walking out with bird boy. rubbing sleep out of my eyes. Not uttering a word I just followed him to the changing rooms cause I didn't know exactly where it was. He seemed to know where it was. after a while the silence was getting comfortable. it felt nice to be in his presence. I usually liked to be alone but somehow his thoughts didn't hurt me they felt familiar, not foreign like everyone else.my name is Fumikage Tokoyami. What is yours?
