This chapter contains some upsetting content, please don't continue if you think it may upset your health in any way.

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"You're nothing but a useless freak, I should've never given birth to scum like you!"

The hazy figure of the woman was hard to see, but for Nobara, it was as crystal clear as day. The woman's champagne sundress, her soft auburn locks flowing in the harsh winds and the abundance of light freckles dotted her face. Her dull buttercup eyes that once shined with love and excitement stared down at those below her with a passionate hatred. She couldn't have been more than twenty, but she harboured hate worthy of centuries of pain. She kicked off the harsh grip of tiny hands on her ankle and snarled in disgust.

"P-Please, Vee, don't d-do this-"

Vee scoffed and threw the man a glare, her lips curled up in a malicious sneer. "Don't think I'll sacrifice my happiness for you, Hugo. If you insist on keeping that monster than I'll have nothing to do with you for as long as I live! You have no right to call me by my name!"

The man cried helplessly, picking up and bringing the young Nobara closer to his chest, the warmth of his body and the scratches his beard left did nothing to stop the tears flowing from the young girl's eyes - nor did her presence calm her father's shattered heart. She once again reached out desperately towards her mother, only to get the cold shoulder. Hugo blinked back the flood of emotions welling up inside him and took a desperate step towards her.

"How can you say that?! She's your daughter, Vera! Your daughter!!"

Vera laughed. A cold, domineering grin adorned her delicate face. She picked up her worn suitcase and slipped on her straw hat.

"My daughter? What a joke. The devil killed my daughter the moment she was born."

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Our Protagonist gasped. She shot up from her bed, her cat-like eyes wide with terror and pain. The nightmare had been a recurring memory, something that she'd relived for the past seven years of her life, ever since the deputy principle Nezu had picked her famished body from the poverty-torn streets of Paris.

Not all countries had been as unaffected ( she presumed, anyway, she never really paid any attention during history class - such a bore ) as Japan during the Quirk Manifestation Era. Many countries, such as France, fell into devastating ruin. Argentina collapsed in on itself, Brazils population soared up to heights that caused such devastating issues that almost the whole population suffered from extreme malnutrition. Paris was just another ruin amongst those, it's once proud structures crumbled, and the citizens were no exception to this disaster. By the time of her birth, Paris had barely picked itself up from its shambles.

The young girl shook her head in retaliation to her memories, picking herself out of bed and shuffled towards her dorm wardrobe.

"Heeeeey, Nobara, what'ya doin'?"

The silver-ette turned her head slightly to look at her dorm-mate, the girls exhausted emerald optics glared in her direction with confusion.

"You're glaring at me again, Yozora."

"Sorry, it kinda happens when I'm not wearing my glasses."

Nobara giggled and patted her friend's candyfloss-spun ( literally ) hair. She took a piece and stuffed it in her mouth.

"Stop attacking my hair!"

"It's delicious though-"

"It's filthy! I haven't washed it in months!"

The girl huffed. "I have a very strong digestive system, for your information," she handed the girl her spectacles. "And like I said, please stop glaring at me. I'm going to get changed now, behave yourself."

"Fine, mother."

"I'm not your flipping mother!"

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"Mother, you're looking quite nice today. What made you put in all the effort?" Yozora pointed a finger at her 'mothers' checkered dress and black cardigan before sighing and shoving a mouthful of soggy cereal in her mouth. "If you'd pay more attention to what you were wearing like that every day I would've made you my waifu already, shame you usually look like a 50-year-old chimney sweeper."

Nobara glowered and smacked the candyfloss-head resting next to her, sending a court nod towards her other friends, who waved at her in acknowledgement. A boy with side-swept navy bangs ( and also known as the self-proclaimed Sasuke Uchiha of the Support Course ) and dull Onix eyes stared at her blankly.

"Maybe she has a crush? perhaps she's just an idiot who decided that she finally wanted to try and attract the opposite gender for once in her goddamn life, though that would be wishful thinking."

"Nishiki! Stop being so mean!"

"Shut up, Mikan, you know it's true."

The young girl ( I don't think Nobara introduced her, but Mikan wasn't exactly her favourite person in the world if she's going to be completely and utterly honest ) puffed out her cheeks and blew a raspberry at him, causing a lump of spittle accidentally landing in Nobara's congee. The young first-year gulped back a screech.

"U-Uh, whoops. S-S-Sorry, Nobara-"

Nobara shook her head and smiled ruefully. "It's fine, Mikan. I wasn't very hungry anyway, I'll just go straight to class and start some work." She waved them off with a grin, standing up and picking up her tray with slight difficulty. Her arms shook at the weight. "T-Talk to you guys later!"

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The table went silent. Nishiki sighed. "You're an idiot, ya know. If you weren't so babyish and petty that never would've happened."

Mikan pouted and went crimson with guilt. "That wasn't my fault though!"

"That's not the point, you idiot, you know why we're upset."

There was once again a silence before Yozora gulped down another mouthful of the monstrosity she called edible food, her glasses covered her worry-ridden eyes. "Guys... it's been 4 days since she's eaten, leaving out bits and pieces of my hair, I'm worried that somethings going to happen to her-"

"Don't worry, Yozo, We'll figure something out."

The girl sighed in exasperation and pursed her lips. "I really hope so."

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"A-Are you really sure about this, Shota? She's kinda terrifying-"

"I know."

"Why're you insisting on going then? If you're there you'll probably just make her fuck things up."

Aizawa's eye twitched. "Bye, Hizashi. Hope you fail English."

"HEY! THAT'S SOOO MEAN!!"

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"Ugh, why the hell are you here again?!"

The raven boys eye twitched and his lip curled up slightly at the corner. "Because I said I would be, missy."

"Don't fucking call me that-"

"I'll call you whatever I want, missy."

"You're absolutely infuriating, you little pissy shit!"

"Thank you for the compliment-"

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Kirishima waved his arms about and frowned. "Wait one moment, Sensei. How do you even know this stuff if you weren't there, that's kinda shady!"

"W-Well, it's a bit of a complicated situation..."

Ochaco pursed her lips, "We have time, Mic! And we're not babies, the majority of us are seventeen now, we're mature enough."

He frowned. "I don't really want to explain though mate-"

The classroom door was abruptly slammed open. 

"Well...

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                                                        CLIFFHANGER!!!

                                  WHO IS THIS MYSTERIOUS PERSON?

                                                          WHAT IS LOVE?

                                      WHY AM I EATING CUCUMBERS?

                                     WHY DIDN'T I PUBLISH EARLIER?

                                                                BECAUSE

                                                      PROCRASTINATION

                                                      IS MY MIDDLE NAME

                                                                     succ

                                                                        :D

                                                    ( Actual AN: Hello :D )