If You Only Knew

Getting Used to Normal

~time skip to like- a week or so later~

Kanna POV-

"Sooo... this is what you like to do when you're bored?" I asked, staring at Katsumi's new phone.

"Mhm. You haven't heard of Picturegram before?"

"No."

"How about Tik Tak?"

"No."

"Quacker?"

"Is that a bird?"

"Bacefook?!"

"No!"

Katsumi put her phone down and looked at me. "You poor thing."

"I don't see the problem, it's just a bunch of apps. What purpose do they serve?"

"Entertainment." She picked up her phone again. "Look at this video here."

I did as she said. It was a video of two girls fighting outside a McRonald's. I laughed. "I guess this is pretty funny."

"And then there's this."

She showed me an image of a poison dart frog with the words arson on it in a strange font. "...What?"

"Arson."

"Is the frog commiting arson? I don't understand." I don't get the humor of my peers, I never did. This is why. What's so funny about a frog and arson? "No that's not- I don't know how to explain it."

"Okay?"

"How about we leave the pop culture lessons for later?"

"Lessons?"

"I'm your big sister now, it's my job to make sure you don't go out into this world being an awkward loser." She said. "Not that I wouldn't have done this for you regardless, but still." Katsumi is so sweet when she doesn't want to kill everything in sight. I'm glad I'm apart of her family now. Everyone in it just amazing. Katsuki is funny, he cares deeply about me and the others, and he's a lot more chill than I thought he'd be. Deku is just the kindest. He also makes some pretty good jokes but I think his best quality is just now sweet he is. He's always asking if we're okay. Grandma Mitsuki is... interesting to say the least, but she gives me candy and money so I can't complain. Grandma Inko is just like Deku in pretty much every way possible except she's twice as concerned. I love them. I have a grandfather but I forgot his name.

Everything has been going well for me the past few days, but I can't help but wonder if I'll be able to truly adapt to it all. There's so much I don't know about how people are supposed to behave or what kids my age are into. I want to be normal, but I'm not sure what that is. I know my mother is "bad" but I don't really know what "good" is either. The line is pretty blurry for me sometimes. I don't want to be a villain though. I don't want that title attached to my name anymore. So this is more important than fitting in, this is redemption. I want to prove that I can be "good" and I'm deserving of the same love and respect normal people do.

The thought both inspires and scares me. What if I'm judged too harshly before I get a chance to show any sign of not being evil? Part of me knows it'll happen, but I'd rather not think about it. Criminals have children all the time, but when people hear about them, it's not "oh you're gonna try and hurt me", instead the response is "it must suck not having your mom/dad/whatever in your life" or just pity in general. There's no judgement of their character based off their parents. If there's anything hero kids and villain kids have in common, it's being judged based on who our parents are. There's this pressure on both ends to follow in the footsteps of those who came before them. Your dad is a hero? You're strong, you should do that too. Your dad is a villain? Get away from me, you're probably just as evil. You're going to be just like him.