'The sun rose on a random day,
Nothing new,
Not today,
That's what they all say.
Unsuspecting,
Pure and shy,
Popularity,
Spews lies.
Friends are fake,
For those who are fools,
For those who trust,
For those who think safe is school.
But it takes one little piece,
Of a puzzle,
One little misfit,
A space for trouble.
Kick my stomach,
Pull my hair,
Bruise my soul,
Without a care.
Those who fall,
Know stability,
So regain balance,
You'll gain ability.
Secure my stance,
For what's unleashed,
Will be enforced,
By action, not speech.
So lock it in and take it out,
They'll react to a scream not a shout,
Be true,
You'll get through.'
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Sarcasm, quirks and sleeping bags.
FanfictionBeing the daughter of a hero. It should be fun. Pffft-- Not when you're quirkless, hell no. Tōi Oboro Aizawa has lived without a quirk her entire life. Well. That's what she thinks anyway. (I don't own bnha, credit to the lunatics who made the anime...
