Once I got out of the room I was in, the kids already started crowding around me.

Child 1: Can we play again?

I wish I could....

It's better than being beaten up.

I know she will drag me into that room.

Can I wish for a truck to just hit me and I die on the spot?

Is that possible?

Child 2: Please.

Child 7: Can we do tag?

Child 9: No, let's do hide and seek again!

Again...

You guys will always miss me.

Maybe I should let them hide and then just walk past them even tho I found them?

Maybe....

Me: I am sorry, I have to go home... my mom just called.

Child 4: Awww.... 

Child 8: Can you come again soon.

Me: I will I promise.

I ruffled the hair of the kids while I was smiling and gave them the most heartsome and happiest smile I could offer. Even tho from the inside I was broken, I could still do my best and at least not make anyone worry.

Thankfuly no one saw through the lie and even the heroes told me to be careful on my way back home. There was not even one suspicion they had on me. That's was a relieve to me. I could tell it from their eyes. They were watching me with close eyes especially Eraserhead.

I knew how hard it was to trick his eyes because I also knew the rumors about him saving lost children and also try to help suicidal ones. However I was such a lost cause, it wasn't even worth trying at all.

I slowly made my way home and then to my room trying to be as quite as I could.

Looks like she isn't at home.

I can't see her in the living room.

I should hurry up in my room and lock the door.

Okay just erase your presence and then walk to the room.

I can do that....

I....

Me: AHHH!

However all of the sudden, someone grabbed my shoulder.

NO!

NO!

Please!

Just kill me!

Please not the room!

Please!

I beg you!

Please let me go to my room.

Inko: AND where the fuck do you think you are going?

Me: To my room.

Inko: After you just ditched me?

I...

Please.

Me: I am sorry.

Inko: Where were you?

I can't get them in trouble for meeting someone as useless as me.

I hate it....

I have to lie....

Please just believe me once....

Me: Meet someone.

Inko: Who?

Me: A friend.

I can't tell her I was out at the orphanage....

Inko: DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME!

She had a bottle in her hand and it was swaying dangerously close to my head.

Inko: WHO?

I...

I don't have any friends who can back me up.

Who would want to associate with something like me.

I am useless.

....

Katsuki!

He isn't my friends but we used to be like brothers....

If it's him then maybe...

Oh please just buy this lie... I can't go to that room.

I can't!

Please!

Me: Kacchan.

Inko: Still lying I see!

She hit me with the bottle in her hand with enough force to let me fall down. As I was falling down I tried to regain balance by grabbing a hold of the small table on my left side. Unfortunately, I grabbed the end of it and my hand slipped making me fall on all four. In the same process I got a huge gashing wound on my arms as I slit down on the edge of the table.

My mother than grabbed my hear and dragged me to the punishment room as she likes to call it. In truth, it was only a room with tinted windows and soundproof walls. In this room, she had all kinds of torture weapons and chains. It was also that one room that had belonged to my father but there was nothing left from these good times anymore.

Me: No! 

Inko: Shut up!

Me: Please no!

Inko: What did I just say you damn mut?

Me: PLEASE I BEG YOU!

Inko: SHUT UP!

Me: .... 

Once she opened the door, she threw me in and I simply accepted the fate knowing that if I would resist or not cooperate, the beating and the torture that was about to come would get a lot more painful.

Me: Please... I know I shouldn't have been born... I know my fault... please everything just not that room.... I beg you.....

My begging earned me another slap as she pulled me up to be able to do that before continuing to drag me further.

Inko: You know the procedure!

I did and I hated it. I slowly stood up and went to the wall with the chains facing the wall. She than came to me chaining me to it. Next, she would use a whip. The whip was a custom made one with thorns in it. Every hit was guaranteed to rip my skin open. It was painful and I would have loved to scream only thing holding me back was my past experiences. I knew if I scream she would go all out on me. My body was shaking in anxiety. My breathing was quickened and I was close to having a panick attack here.... still I tried my best not to. I knew the consequence. So I shut my mouth close and endured it.

After the daily bullying I receives and the beating from my former friend Katsuki, I couldn't see the good thing in humanity anymore.

What did the human ever do to me besides torture, beating, suicide baiting, stabbing, burning, hitting or throwing me against the wall?

I know I deserve this.

It's all my fault.

I am sorry I am not the son you wished to have,

I am sorry for not getting a quirk.

I learned very quickly that if I disobeyed my mother, she would not only beat me up, until I couldn't stand anymore but she would also not give me any food. It was not as if I got any in the first place very often.

After the whip, she took out her favorite tool, the kitchen knife and began engraving the word USLESS on my chest.

Inko: With this you will always remember what you are! USLESS; A MUT; A BASTARD; Just a waste of space!

After that, she left me hanging to the wall. At some point, my legs gave up and I was forced standing upwards because of the chains that was holding me in this position.

At first, I felt the burning pain from my skin that was cut open but after a while I didn't feel anything anymore.

At least she showed some kind of mercy.