"Hey (Y/N)! Go join your friends!" Yelled one of my primary school classmates.

"W-what friends?" I ask timidly, know that no one talks to me because of my quirk.

"THE VILLAINS!" They yell and start to laugh with their group of friends. I should have know something like that was coming. I ran away from them, their horrid laughs getting fainter and fainter. I stopped, and put my hand on a tree, panting.

"monster" Someone behind me whispered. I twirled around, my (H/L) (H/C) hair whipping along with me. No one was there. I decided I didn't want to be here anymore and ran down the road leading to my small home on the hill. We weren't poor, but we certainly were not rich either.

"monster Monster MONSTER!" the voice grew in volume and I screamed. I balled up on the ground and put my hands over my ears. I rocked back and forth on my toes whispering to myself.

"imnotamoster! imnotamonster!" I whispered quickly, jumbling my words together in panic.

"I'm not a monster"

"I'm not a-"

"I'm not-"

"I-"

"I- I am a monster"

Of course, how could i not see it? Why i never had friends!? I'm a monster.

And monsters don't have friends. Monsters don't deserve friends.

I got up from my cowardly stance, and decided from then on, I was a monster. But that's fine, because now I had something to prove to the whole world. I had something I lived for. Something that for the whole time leading up to high school, where i would enter U.A., I would live, breath, eat, and drink for.

To prove monsters can be heroes, and I was indeed was a Monster."

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Hi guys! Sorry for such a short chapter, it is only a small backstory after all. Anyway, vote, comment and i will see you guys next chapter!

Author-chan out!