Chapter 1

(A/N Welcome! This will be my first MHA Fanfiction! I hope you guys will stick back and enjoy the ride you are about to embark on!)

Key

"Welcome"- Speech

Fellow- Thoughts

Readers! - Super Moves

"Damn it!" James said loudly, as he remembered what day it was today. Oral report day. He shivered at the thought. James was currently inside the bathroom, grooming his hair before he went off to school that day. He walked out of the bathroom and headed into his room. What am I supposed to talk about today? I don't have any ideas...

He thought to himself. His eyes then wandered to the TV screen. My Hero Academia was currently playing on it. He smiled when he saw Izuku on the screen, He is really cute. Wait. What the fuck? Why am I crushing on a person that I can't even be with? He sighed, getting irritated. Then a bright idea came into his head.

Of course, I can write about the show!

The thoughts and ideas came bursting into his head, it might be pretty shitty and weird. But nobody would even care. He was basically an outcast, nobody talked to him and everybody gave him a weird ass looks. He was probably the only freshman that is still watching anime; expect for the Asian nerds.

He shrugged at the fact and headed the closet to grab his backpack, which was in the closet. His closet was neatly organized. He grabbed his backpack from the corner and brought it to his bed. He unzipped it and took out a piece of paper and a pencil. Let's do this. He started writing his oral report. James didn't have a lot of time either, he had only about 20 minutes to write it.

After he finished writing his report. James started to admire his work. It was a bunch of messy words and a shitty story that he had come up with. He shoved the paper and the pencil inside of his backpack, and headed back into the bathroom and brushed his teeth quickly. He then looked at what he was wearing. A black hoodie, black skinny jeans, and a pair of black shoes

Typical James. His curly, yet long hair was tamed in a proper direction. He smiled at himself in the mirror, reviling his braces. Jeez, his braces were so fucking ugly. He wished he could just pull the metal out of his mouth and shove it down the toilet. His blue eyes then wandered around the bathroom for two minutes. Before he heard someone calling out his name.

"James! Come on, brat. It's time to go." His mom called from downstairs. He walked into his room and grabbed his backpack and his phone. He headed downstairs and greeted his mom.

"Good morning mama." He said with a smile. His mom didn't answer. Instead, she just ignored him, scoffed, and motioned him to go out of the door. Ever since he came out, which was almost about three months ago. His mom had been ignoring him.

She hasn't paid attention to him, and basically, she didn't care about what he did. She could care less actually.

James had been making his own dinner since his mom started to eat out every day. James headed towards the car and opened up the back door and climbed inside of the car. He put his seatbelt on and closed his eyes. His mom climbed into the car, didn't say a word. She turned on the car and started driving James to school.

He lived pretty far away from school, since he was going to a school he wasn't zoned for. It took about 30 minutes to get to the school. James had begged his mom for him to go to this school. She didn't say no at the time, but that was before he came out to her. If he told her before, she would've made him go to the school that he was zoned for.

Now, she always complains about driving James to school. Telling him that it's way too far for her to drive. And that he doesn't pay her gas money. James shrugged whenever she said this. This was the only school he felt comfortable at. Even though nobody liked him. His mom pulled up to the student drop-off and then spoke up.

"I don't want to drive you down here anymore, so I think you're going to have to consider going to the school that you are actually zoned for. And tonight, I'm hanging out with my boyfriend. So, you know get on the bus." She told him. James didn't respond. Instead, he grabbed his backpack, open up the car door and slammed it. His mom then rolled down the window and yelled at James. Calling him names like; Faggot, homosexual, and gay.

He shrugged at the fact and kept walking into the school. He didn't care what his mom said to him anymore. He just wanted to get through this shitty day now. Everybody snickered, pointed, and stared at James. He felt his cheeks get hot with embarrassment and he headed straight to his homeroom. The bell all of the sudden rang. Shit? I'm that late? James thought and he started to speed walk.

As he was walking to his homeroom, the teacher started closing the door. He then turned around and sighed to himself. He started heading to the office. If you were late, you had to go to the office and get a pass from the front desk. Which also meant, detention. He groaned at the fact. James had been late so many times already and severed a lot of detention.

As he neared the office, he swung the door open and headed to the front desk. The front desk lady had already written him a pass and left it on top of the counter for him.

She gave James an annoyed looked and pointed at the pass. James quickly grabbed the pass and headed out of the office. He went quickly back to his homeroom.

He reached for the door handle and tried to open it. But it was locked. He knocked on the door. His homeroom teacher noticed that it was James at the door and kept talking for a couple more minutes before opening up the door for him.

"Late again, Mr. Albarn?" His teacher, Ms. Rodriguez, called out at him. The students in the class snickered and laughed at him. James lowered his head and went to his seat quickly, which was in the back of the class.

His teacher scoffed and decided to do Oral Reports, right at that moment. Instead of going in alphabetical order, she asked students to raise their hands. A couple students put up their hands since they wanted to go first and get the oral report over with. James lowered his head into his arms and listened to the students give their oral reports. After 20 minutes of the class. His teacher. Ms. Rodriguez called him.

"James Albarn. It's your turned to give your oral report. Let's see if you can top off last month's report, yeah? She snickered and looked down at her clipboard. James opens up his backpack and pulled out his paper with his report on it. God, this is so fucking stupid. Everyone is going to make fun of me. James thought as he headed up to the front of the classroom. His hand started shaking as he stopped and stared at the entire class. He felt his body get hot and sweat. He then started his report with stuttering

"T-T-Today. I W-wrote my R-Report on-…"

I'm going to die. This is so fucking stupid.

He thought as he tugged on the collar of his shirt. "My Hero Academia." He finished quickly. The whole class looked confused and started laughing. Even the teacher. He felt his face get scarlet red with embarrassment and he headed back to his seat quickly. He placed his head down into his arms. The whole class continued to laugh at him, he closed his eyes. Trying to drown out the sound.

The rest of the day continued to be horrible. Everyone made fun of him and he got pushed around a lot. Everyone called him a faggot, nerd, homo. Everything that they could come up with to hurt him. He sighed, he thought his last period was going to be good. But that wasn't even good. It was horrible, someone had grabbed his notebook. (Which he had drawings of Izuku in) and ripped up the drawings. As he headed out of the school, he headed towards the bus stop. He waited along with all the other creeps that were waiting for the bus.

As lucky as he is, the bus was delayed for about two hours. He had a conversation with a stranger which made him feel entirely uncomfortable. He climbed onto the bus and closed his eyes. The bus ride is two hours. James thought to himself as he closed his eyes.

He jolted awake as the bus came to a screeching halt. He blinked his eyes and looked around. Everybody was already off the bus except for him. He was the last stop of course. He paid the bus driver, and he headed off of the bus and started walking towards his home.

After what seemed like an hour, he finally made it home. His mom wasn't home since she was out with her boyfriend. James unlocked the door and put his backpack down by the door and headed up the stairs.

He went into his room and face slammed himself onto the bed. Can this day get any worse? He thought as he reached into his pocket, which was now empty. Did I really lose my fucking phone? Yep, Of course, I did. Fucking fantastic. James groaned and shoved his head further into his bed. He then lifted up his head and looked at his T.V.

He reached for the remote, which was on his bed and turned on the T.V. which was playing My Hero Academia. James smiled at the T.V. I'd rather live there, then here. He thought to himself. After watching two hours of it. He yawned and turned off the T.V. and whispered to himself.

"Imagine me. Part of the My Hero Academia cast. That would be so perfect." He whispered and closed his eyes.

As he closed his eyes, he felt a splash of coolness fall over him.

He was falling deeper and deeper.

His slumber taking over his fragile body.