"You got into another fight? Your behavior is unacceptable!" Mom screamed. She slammed the letter my teacher sent to her onto the kitchen table. I just sat there silently while Dad rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"This is the third time you've done this! Enough is enough! You're going to junior high next year, and you're still acting like a child!" she bellowed. She began pacing back and forth in frustration. "I can't believe this!"

Dad grabbed the wrinkled letter in front of me. His eyes scanned the page. After a minute or so, he placed the letter back down and sighed in disappointment.

"You can't keep acting like this," he spoke solemnly. "You need to think of your sister and set a good example."

Hearing those words boiled my blood. It made me so angry that my hands started shaking. I couldn't believe he had the audacity to say that!

"I am," I said through my teeth.

Mom immediately turned to me.

"You think getting into fights is setting a good example?"

"Maybe it is!" I snapped. "She doesn't do anything. She just sits there and lets people walk over her like she's nothing!"

"You better watch your tone," Dad warned. He was beginning to get mad.

"You guys don't know what she goes through at all," I said bitterly. "All the kids at school make fun of her for not having a quirk, even the older ones!"

"Don't say that. The doctor said she is a late bloomer," Mom replied pathetically.

"That's a lie, and you know it!" I retorted. "Just admit it; she's quirkless!"

The previously enraged look on her face fell. Instead, a guilty expression appeared. She looked away from me. She looked hurt. Even so, I continued to let all my anger out.

"The punk deserved it. I don't regret my decision at all," I said proudly. I turned to Dad, who was staring at me with grim eyes.

"You said that I need to think of my sister, right?" I repeated. "Well guess what? I did. I always am. Everything I do is for her!"

My parents didn't say anything back. Seeing that, I stood up from my seat. I swiped the stupid letter on the table and crumbled it up with my hands. Chucking it on the ground, I crushed it with my foot and stormed to my room. Once getting up there, I slammed the door as hard as I could.

I was trembling with rage. I was so angry that I didn't know what to do. I wanted to punch someone. I wanted to set everything on fire. I wanted everyone at my school to die.

Letting out a cry, I kicked the chair at my desk onto the floor. It fell loudly. Outstretching my hands, I slung the books and the pencil holder on my desk off. After that, I marched over to my backpack that was on the floor and threw it at the wall. The picture of the photo my family took when we went to Kyoto last year crashed down. I heard the sound of glass shattering but at this point, I was too angry to care. I continued to wreak havoc for a while until I felt tears in my eyes. When I did, I flopped face-down on my bed.

They're all stupid! They don't understand a single thing! No one does.

"I hate everyone," I sniffed.

I felt water trickle down my sweaty face. My hot tears soaked into my mattress. I cried for a little bit until I heard a gentle knock at my door.

"Go away!" I choked.

The figure in front of my door stopped knocking. I thought they went away so I continued to cry to myself, but then the door creaked opened.

"I told you to go away!" I shouted, sitting up with watery eyes. I stop upon seeing that Rin was peeking behind the door with her usual deadpanned look on her face.

Rin was a bit different from other kids. It's not only because she doesn't have a quirk but also that she isn't very expressive. Other 7-year-olds would probably kick or cry if they're getting bullied but Rin doesn't do anything. She just sits there quietly with that blank expression while they push her around. I never understood why she never asked for help or fought back. It annoys me but at the same time, it's probably because she knows she can't do anything without her quirk and knowing that makes me upset.

Rin stepped inside softly closing the door shut. She casually walked over to me and stopped at the foot of my bed.

"Are you crying?" she asked bluntly.

With my face growing hot, I quickly wiped away any remaining tears in my eyes.

"N-no..."

She stared at me for a moment. Reaching into her pockets, she pulled out a piece of tissue and held it out to me.

"I told you that I wasn't crying!" I repeated. "Put that away!"

Ignoring my obvious lie, she climbed onto my bed and reached over to wipe my eyes but that just made me cry even more. I sat there with tears streaming down my face as she tried her best to wipe them away.

"Oniichan, you're crying too much. I can't get all the tears," she said with a hint of frustration.

"Yeah, you're right. I'm crying way too much," I croaked. I gently pushed her hand aside and wiped my face on my sleeves. I let out a tired sigh.

"I heard you get yelled at," she said quietly. "You got in trouble because you beat up the big kid that made fun of me."

"He kept on saying mean things about you so I beat 'em," I replied simply.

I waved my hand in reassurance.

"Don't worry about it. I scared him off so he won't be coming near you anymore."

"Oh, okay..." she mumbled.

Rin wasn't an easy person to read, but I was able to tell that she was upset. Seeing that, I questioned her about it.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Rin's gaze floated over to the side. It looked like she was thinking of what to say next.

"...You got in trouble again...because of me," she replied in guilt. "You should stop beating up kids who bother me so you don't get yelled at anymore."

"I don't care if I get in trouble," I said. "If they mess with you, they mess with me. Besides, I gotta watch out for you since..."

I stopped myself from saying the next word. If Mom and Dad were already sad that I called her 'quirkless', then how is Rin going to feel? She's going to feel worse!

Rin stared at me in anticipation. She was waiting for me to finish what I was saying.

"...since you don't have your quirk yet," I cautiously finished. "Until you get it, which I say pretty soon, I'll be your quirk."

Rin tilted her head in confusion.

"You're going to be my quirk?" she asked.

I patted the top of her head tenderly.

"Yep! So if anyone of those bullies come back to tease you, just call me over and I'll take care of them!"

She looked down bashfully.

"You're just like a hero..." she said.

I pointed to myself confidently with a wide grin on my face.

"That's right! I'm your hero!" I announced proudly. "My name even sounds like 'hero', too!"

"'Hiro'..." she muttered. Then, she looked back at me with a dazzling look in her eyes with a small smile curling up on her lips.

I let out hearty chuckle trying to imitate All Might's iconic laugh. Putting on a giant smile, I said,

"It's fine now! Why? Because I am here! Your big brother is here to protect you!"

I promise.

I do not own My Hero Academia, so pls dont sue me thx