Jirou Kyouka. No...Jirou Kyoukas?...
(Slight MARVEL crossover)
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...Hello?...
Anyone there?...
Can I come in?...
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I'm coming!
...Phew! Finally!
Hi!
I'm Jirou Kyouka!
I'm fourteen years old right now, and I currently attend Vesphene middle school!
It's a school located in Shizuoka, and...it's not that big of a school, but it's neat!
I...don't have many friends there, but...I like my school!
"Really?"
Uh...yeah! Why not? Heh... Anyways, I'm preparing to go to UA high! One of the best hero schools in Japan!
Yes, that means I'm dreaming to become a hero!
And...what else...oh! My family!
My family consists of...me, my mom, and my dad! Oh, I got my last name from my mom!
They're both musicians, to be exact, were. They don't really perform nowadays, anyway, yeah, they're really closely related to music! They still work in the music industry.
And from them, I learned how to appreciate, play, and perform music! To me, no music? No life.
Come to think of it, I really got many things from my parents. The love of music, and...myself. I can feel their love for me every time!
"Pfft."
Hmm?...
Anyway, I'm really happy to be born into this family. My parents are really open-minded, and as I said before, they really love me! I think I could do anything with their support!
"Heh, Open-minded."
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...Stop.
Oh, and my quirk! My quirk's name is Earphone jack! Basically, my earlobes are earphone jacks! I can adjust their length, and I can move them freely! If I plug them into an audio device, I can use the sound of my amplificated heartbeat as a weapon! It's pretty...
"Useless." Great! I think?...
"Oh, we overlapped, once again, Useless."
Use...less?...
No it's not! I'm gonna use this quirk to become a hero! And I'm gonna try hard! This is a dream I decided long ago!
"Pfft, h..e...h...e..."
...?...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
What's...so...funny?...
"You tell me, from everything you said about yourself, is it true?"
Of course!... It's...true...!
"From what I know, you don't have any friends, and...hero? Heh, give me a break. How can you become a HERO, huh?"
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"How about...yeah, let's start with your TRUE self, Kyouka. Let me destroy that veil real quick."
...Veil? No! I'm...completely sane now! I'm not lying!
"Oh, fuck you. With your short, frail ass body, and that garbage quirk, you're saying things like "I'm gonna be a hero" or UA whatever. You just get sick every time, you're fucking weak, and...come on, where should I start, anyway? Oh, and your appearance? Heh, don't let me start talking about that."
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Stop...
"Overly pale skin, those dark bags under your eyes, messy, long-ass hair, those creepy long finger and fingernails, and...right, your flat-ass chest. Like...who would like you? A hero looking like this? Bet people would be creeped out and run like hell."
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...Please...stop...
"Yeah, feels fucked up, eh? Facing the ugly truth. But it's YOU. It's YOU. You are that pathetic, weak, fucked up girl who has unrealistic dreams."
No...! I will become a hero! I will enter UA! No matter of your foul talk!
"Oh, really? Then...do your parents know about this? Do they know your totally 'realistic' dreams?"
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"If they're so 'Open-Minded', why are you hiding? Scared? You're fucking scared? Like a goddamn coward?"
...Shut up...
"Huh?"
Shut up!... It's because of you! You're the one who made me like this!
"Oh, ME?"
...Yeah! It's because of you I get sick every time! It's because of you I didn't grow tall enough! It's because of you I don't get enough sleep! It's because of you I don't have many friends! My...dreams... You...It's you who screwed up my life!
"ME?"
Yeah! Now stop saying things! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!
"Heh...you're keep saying "Get out" "Shut up" to me, and you're saying I'm someone else fucking up your life?"
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...I said stop...please...now you're giving me a headache...please...
"Kyouka, I'm not someone else."
"I'm YOU. Dumbass."
"I'm born from YOU, Kyouka."
No...you're not me!
"You might be true...but...you're wrong. We might be different...but we are as one. You can't escape me, and neither do I. Since you're the one who made me, what should I call your pathetic ass? Mom?"
...Just...stop...stop...stop!
"Oh, so now you can't fucking take it? Then what will you do now, huh? Add some more scars to your pathetic body? God, can I count those for you? Where should I start, huh?"
...Please...why won't you just stop?... Just...please!
"Oh, now you're fucking begging, what's next? Break down and cry? Ooh, I would ENJOY that."
...I asked this more than a million times during the last few years...Why? Why! Why are you doing this to me! If you're me...why do you want to make me like this! Why!
"Because I want to BE you."
That same...answer...again...and again...and...agai...
"Oh, now what? Our little Kyouka-chan's feeling tired? Exhausted? Just by facing the truth a little?"
Shut...up...
"Poor Kyouka..."
Liar...
"No, I'm being pretty generous right now. As I always did...I CAN EASE YOUR PAIN, KYOUKA."
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"Looks like...our baby doesn't have any strength to do something?... Great...Kyouka...great...just keep yourself like that... Sometimes...
GIVING UP IS THE BEST SOLUTION."
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"Love you, Kyouka..."
Jirou Kyouka.
Female.
14 years old.
This.
Is her story.
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"HER?"
"Who the fuck decides that?"
"This is not just HER story."
"This is OUR story."
"Here, let me fix that."
This is their story.