BROKEN SHARDS. || shouta aizawa

C H A P T E R 2 (EDITED)

You suddenly lost consciousness after that...

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You woke up feeling stiff. You opened your eyes, only to see your small, frail, body wrapped up in bandages.

You slowly looked to the right to see a man sitting near the corner, face buried in his arms.

"W-Who are you?" you said, under your breath. He had this weird blue hair that went up and strangely had a cloud under him.

You've never seen a quirk like that before...

He suddenly woke up and looked at you. "You're awake! Thank God!" he exclaimed, hand on his chest. You looked around. "W-Where am I?" you asked him. He sighed.

"You've been asleep for three days straight. I thought you would never wake up. You're in my house. You're lucky my friend brought you here that day or you wouldn't be like this..." he told you.

Three days? You've been asleep for three days?

Then it hit you.

You sat up.

"MY PARENTS! THERE GONNA-" he cut you off by suddenly hugging you.

"Shhh...people are still sleeping" he whispered. You nodded and he let go of you. "My parents...they are probably awake now..." you groaned, hands buried into your face.

He snickered.

"You're still so young but you already have so many problems..." he mumbled, but you could hear him clearly. You suddenly remembered that you had shards stuck into your feet the last time you were conscious.

Looking down and they were wrapped up in the same bandages that wrapped your whole body.

"Did you t-take them out?" you asked the boy who was making tiny clouds. He looked and you and shook his head.

"The one who brought you here did. He's my friend. He's not here though, he's in his house..." he told you and you slowly laid back down.

"Can you bring me home after this?"

"B-but you're still healing..."

"Please...bring me home..."

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You were outside their porch, waiting for the guy to bring you back home.

"Yeah yeah okay. The house with the broken window? Are you sure? Okay," the guy from a while ago said, holding his phone in his hand.

He hung up and looked at you.

"Okay, kiddo. Before we go, we got to give you something for your feet. You can't walk home barefoot!" he exclaimed.

You tilted your head at him.

He chuckled and showed you a pair of boots. "Here you go! Try it on!" he said and gave them to you. You took them and tried to try them on. Since your parents never bought you anything but slippers, you never wore boots before.

Sadly, those slippers broke and they never bought you a new pair.

He saw that you were struggling so he walked to you and bent down to your level. He slid them on, bandages still attached to your feet.

The bandages were like socks so it was easy to slide them in.

They fit...

You looked at him and smiled slightly. He chuckled and ruffled your hair. "Thank you..." you said, in a soft voice.