"Father?! What are you doing?!"
"What does it look like? i'm selling your worthless ass to a new family."
A young girl, surpassing her dark and traumatic past, rose up to be a hero. She met with alot of people along the way, completely forgetting wh...
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"Hmmm..." I rubbed my chin in thought, "i wanna go with (your choice)." I said, grabbing the pair of clothes, and changing into them. I smiled as i looked in the mirror, "hey! This outift is super cute! It doesnt match with my face though.. if only i was pretty.." i sighed, shaking my head. "Anyways, i better get going." I mumbled, grabbing my purse and getting out of my room. I watched Miraya as she cleaned the dishes, "Take care, and be careful L/N-sama!" Miraya yelled, as i waved to her before leaving. "Ahh! Fresh air! The light here feels so strong...! I love this type of mornings." I sighed in pleasure, as i enjoyed the light emitting from the sun.
I began walking, looking back and forth. I looked to my phone, which has the location in it. Miraya recently sent me this through telephone. "Andd... Just around the corner- Ack!" I fell down, as i bumped a hard surface. It was a guy, he growled as his coffee made contact with the ground. "The hell?! Watch where your going, you dumbass!" He yelled, i flinched. "Eh? G-gomennāsai! I r-really didn't mean to bump into you! And- uhm-" i tried forming words, but the anxiety just kicks in. I have no social skills whatsoever, eversince my traumatic childhood.
"Tsk.. Your just like that stupid Nerd!" The guy walked off. I ran after him, "wait! Y-you spilled your coffee back there.. D-do you want me to buy you another one?" He looks back, "no. And you also look like you can't afford one with those clothes." He scoffs, i slump my shoulders. "Please! Just let me buy you a coffee, alright? I-i feel guilty about it.." i said, bowing. I couldn't see his face, so i didn't really see what's going on. He looked pretty handsome though.
"Just- stop doing that already! Your making me look weird, you dumbass!" He growled, as i stood straight, eyes full of guilt. "I-i'm really sorry... Come, i'll buy you a new drink!" I said, smiling. "No. I don't need your empathy, you weirdo." He said, walking off. "Please? I-i'll do anything! I'm not good with conversations, so if you think i'm a weirdo that's totally fine! But, just let me buy you a new drink!" I said, grabbing his hand. "Oi! Let go of my hand! I said no already!" He yelled, as he looked at my face. The corner of my eyes were filled with tears, threatening to fall. He stiffened a bit. "The hell? Are you gonna cry?" He says, "h-huh? No! It-it's-.. wait? A-am i?"
I let go of his hand, as a lone tear slid down my cheek. I quickly wiped it off. "S-sorry! I tend to g-get.. overdramatic sometimes.. j-just some light trauma, thats all!" I said, smiling. "Please, can i get you a new coffee?" I closed my eyes shut, as memories fade through my mind. FLASHBACK 12 YEARS AGO "Oi! You worthless wretch! Get over here!" My 'father' yelled to me, as i put on my clothes. I walked over, legs trembling from what happened 3 minutes ago. Just as i was about to cme over to him, my mother bumped into me. Spilling her glass of water into the floor, causing me to fall back. "OI! WATCH IT, YOU DAMN WITCH!" My mother yelled, as she grabbed my hair. Gripping into my hands, she slammed me down into the hard wood floor. "Tsk, you better pay for that water, you shameless wretch!" She yells, as my father amusingly watched me get beaten up. I couldn't breathe, i couldn't see anything.. where am i? END OF FLASHBACK "OI! Are you fucking listening to me?!" He yelled, "Oh.. Fine. I'm sorry for disturbing you." I blankly apologized, as i walked away without saying anything. The hell with her mood change? He thought, as he walked towards me. "Oi! Come back here!" He yelled for me as i continue walking. Still remembering that traumatic event. "Hey!" He grabbed my hand, making me snap out of my mind. His mood changed as he saw how red my eyes were from crying. "What the hell? Are you just that much of a crybaby?" He mocked, i wiped away my tears as i forced a smile. "Yeah, apparently! I was actually one of the most crybaby students in middle school! Haha!" I faked laugh, "tch..." He dragged me to the café, his hand still on my wrist. "Eh?" I blinked, still confused by his actions. "What are you doing?" He only growled as he shoved me inside the café, him following behind. "Go on, buy me a damn coffee." He said, annoyed.
I smiled brightly, "really?! Arigatōu! What coffee would you like? Let's chat! Maybe we can get to know eachother! Ooh! Maybe we can introduc-" i started rambling, "SHUT UP! JUST BUY ME A COFFEE DAMNIT!!" He yelled, making me flinch. But i sweatdropped, knowing he's probably like this. "A-ah.. g-gomēn. What would you like?" I asked, he points at the menu. A black coffee. "Ah! I also like that one! Maybe we can both get it?" I smiled, "I DONT CARE, JUST- *sigh*, just get me my fucking coffee." I nodded, walking towards the waiter and ordering the coffee's. After a while, the waiter then gave us both the black coffee. "Hey, you said you would leave.. why are you staying?" I said, making him snap his head at me. "Tsk, i do what i want. And who are you to tell me what to do?" He says, keeping his composure. I smiled, eyes closed, a sincere, and truthful smile. "What's your name?" I asked, he growled, but gave in. "Tsk, Katsuki Bakugou." He said, looking out the window of the café. I smiled again, "Y/N L/N." I said, "don't care." He replied, i chuckled. He looked at me. "Tsk... Damn idiot.." he looked away, a slight blush appeared on his cheeks. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Word count: 1552