Izuku Midoriya had already given up on his dream to be a hero. Though he still had the urge to save people he just thought this dream was too unrealistic. It was as if a light bulb had been switched on, He could be a police officer! By the next da...
I loved that I finally had a father, of course he could not replace my mother but I still appreciate him. Mr. Nakamura has never once asked me what my quirk was. I knew i had to tell him at some point that I was quirkless but I'm afraid he might abandon me... . . . .
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Nakamura
We soon arrived at my nearest mansion and the kid seemed surprised. I don't blame him though, its not everyday you find out you're going to live in a mansion.
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I thanked Sawamura and we exited the car. I turned to look at the kid only to find him staring at me as if he simply could not believe his eyes
"is this your home?"
I only nodded in reply and started walking towards the mansion with the greenette close behind. . . . .
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Izuku
We walked inside the mansion and I looked at Mr. Nakamura with a questioning glint in my eyes and he seemed to have picked up on it.
"is something wrong?"
I shook my head and spoke,
"can i..can I call you dad? i-its ok if I can't!" Mr. Nakamura chuckled
"sure, how should I refer to you?"
"Um.. you can call me Izuku"
We continued walking through the mansion and stopped at a door.
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I was taken aback by the size of he room
"all of this for me!?"
"All of it for you"
"oh and my personal nurse will be coming in to fix you up and will bring you a change of clothes aswell," he continued. I nodded and he told me had some business to take care of and left. Not long after I heard a knock on the door and shouted,
"come in!"
A nurse came in and asked me if I was comfortable taking off my clothes so she could treat my wounds. I was a little nervous but I didn't want my injuries to get infected so I agreed and stripped myself of the dirty outfit I had been wearing, leaving only my boxers on. The nurse treated my wounds, bandaged me, and left.
I glanced at my bed and saw a plain white T-shirt and pajamas pants neatly folded in a pile. I walked over to my bedside and quickly put on my clothes and pulled the curtains closed.
