My Hero Academia: The Useless Quirk Club
Chapter 2 - Happier Than Ever

As if to christen his awfully disappointing afternoon, the light drizzle of a now otherwise dark and gloomy weather gripped the old Kyoto brick streets glossy with the sheen of abundant rain.

Most students were still in Seishin Yuushou's grand campus as the healthy glow from the incandescent lights spilled onto the reflection of the increasing puddles of rain outside its halls. To the cat beast's amazement, just as the sunset gave way to that of a muddy mix of orange and gray, the usual aggression he held for the chilly sensation of the freezing rain was not felt. Instead, he seemed to relax at the sight of the branching streams of water as the small droplets hit the windows that displayed the bright lights of the busy Kyoto streets.

It gave him temporary peace and a reassurance that there was nothing looming behind him - as if life was going quite alright, so far…

He couldn't help but lean into the steel railing on the second floor of the first main building, which faced the entrance to Seishin Yuushou's state-of-the-art facilities. The second main building stood even taller in addition to a few additional structures constructed behind the school and are divided by the departments that currently utilize them for their specific curriculum.

Any student walking its halls would have attributed its feel to that of a prestigious Japanese university campus. It was a wonder to him why they never offered dormitories to their students, but he put two-on-two together, concluding that it was most likely because SY is a private institution. Maybe it was also the fact that most of its grounds were already being utilized to cater all sorts of talents from the artistic, athletic, heroic, and even academic.

"Vice President of The Useless Quirk Club, hm?"

There goes his attempt to cleanse the crap ton of idiocy he had to deal with earlier, making his long black tail puff up just as he buried his feline head into his arms with what could be described as an unwilling acceptance of defeat. He softly groaned into the fabric of his arm sleeves before placing his chin on his arms with his ears flattened against his head. The cat beast was fairly certain that Hanabimura Makoto was one sneaky little bastard…

"He claims that he didn't know, hm? Please-"

A few female students looked his way as he toned his anger down, his ear flicking angrily and tail swinging back and forth haphazardly.

"That son-of-a-bitch knew…"

Compared to Seishin Yuushou's pristine and massive hallways characteristically filled with boundless activity from the start of the day to its finish, Yamato couldn't help but recall bits and pieces of that specific memory.

The black cat turned away from the railing and proceeded to walk down the stairs.

By now, it was a comforting feeling for him to internalize most of his pain, self-hatred, insecurities, and self-pity. If Yamato would've known that some people hated his 'kind,' then he would have done his best to avoid people like that completely. Hell, he wouldn't have made his presence known to them either.

Yamato was surprised he didn't feel that much of a sting from the student that morning, who scornfully questioned why he - a Beast Man - would be attending this school. But then again, there was the Secretary of the Student Council Committee, a fox beast, who held a significantly powerful role in guiding Seishin Yuushou's student body. He scoffed at the funny thought that that student had very much been forced to eat his damn words at that point.

He finally reached the first floor, heading towards the main entrance very quietly. That memory… He always ends up thinking about it when he lets his emotions get to him.

'I can't…'

'Morikawa, come on!'

The cat beast huffed, closing his eyes as he sat down near the entrance, ready to put his outside shoes on and finally go home since the rain had calmed down. If Yamato could tell his past self to ignore them regardless of the empty promises they made, he would remind himself over and over again that those boys weren't going to be his friends.

Taking the plastic bag containing his shoes out, he swiftly put it back on while placing his inner white shoes in another bag. It was a habit he had developed to counter his shoes going missing or finding their way in his middle school's stagnant fountain pool.

'You should play this game with us. It's apparently a really good video game about deep sea exploration! You're interested in that, right?'

'Yeah, you should join us!'

'Come on! Let's go!'

It was too late to turn back now as he let his mind play through it all once again. He just couldn't move on completely, huh? He would always try to find ways to justify what happened to him. Maybe he deserved it… If he just owned up to whatever his faults were, would that really be the end of it all? What if by ignoring them he would have only made them even angrier…

'… Sure. Thanks for… inviting me…'

How stupid could he be? Still, he was just a kid then. He didn't wish to have a ton of friends… but he wanted a couple… Was that so wrong?

…

'That's what you deserve, you dirty, stupid cat.'

It was hard to imagine what happened in that dark, dusty closet, looking back at it from his perspective now. He was muzzled with a dirty towel that reeked of something dead and got pinned down and berated just for existing.

'You really think we want to be friends with a freak?! A stupid, ugly monster?'

'My grandpa lost his life because your kind can't just stay the way you are! Less than human!'

'Beast men take advantage of and kill people! You murderers!'

'You should be caged and-'

If they asked him to become invisible, he would have done so… happily.

There were many times he wondered if they were going to kill him. If that janitor didn't - Wait, did he ever thank him? Or did he leave that town without ever speaking to anyone after that incident?

He was happier than ever being out of that town…

Yamato simply opened the small umbrella he had fished out of his bag, wondering why he kept going back to that train of thought even though he was living fairly well now. His family endured a lot, but time had been kind to them.

Somehow, just as those dark, dreary thoughts arrived meant that they also left quite quickly. It was like he never thought about it at all. He scratched at the device attached to his wrist - one he forgot existed for a moment.

"I wonder what mom cooked for dinner…"

Public Safety Commission

Beast-Type Classification System Information
Beast Identification Instrument (BII)

Although the Siege of Kyoto ended most forms of oppressive control on Beast Men, the Beast Identification Instrument (BII) - a device that was originally worn by Beast Men to monitor their movements and internal hormonal shifts - remained as per the votes of Beast Men themselves.

The device itself had been repurposed to serve as a distress call signal, mood and hormone monitor, and a fitness tracker.

Hey, guys! We'll end Chapter Two with this one!

I'm proud to get this chapter out, and I hope I can keep it going. And just a heads up, I'll be busy next week since I have real life stuff going on. I'll be back after next week with another banger chapter! Hopefully, I have all the characters I need for this SYOC story to get on going!

As always, thank you for your time reading this series. I'll do my best to write this story for you guys and myself too, ofc.

Until next time, fam!