I never had a 'perfect' childhood, some people would say it would be terrible. Why, you ask? Well because when I was just 5 years old...
[Flash back]
"NO I DON'T WANNA!" A small (H/c) girl ran through an alley, screaming. It was night, and it wad cold.
"Get back here Y/n! You cant run forever!" A man with blue hair was chasing the small girl. It probably wasn't even chasing, he was right behind her and about to catch her.
"SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!" She was crying desperately trying to get away from whomever this man was. She turned the corner and bumped into something. Or more like someone.
"Hey, watch where your go-" A man with black long hair, and a scarf was standing over her tiny frame.
"Please. Help me." She grabbed onto the man's leg, trying to get him to listen to her.
"With wh-" He was cut off by the same man who was chasing after her.
"Hey, Giver her back. She's my daughter." The girl turned around and looked at the blue haired man only to squeeze the black haired man's leg tighter. He noticed and picked the girl up. "Is this who you need help from?" She nodded and hugged the man. "Please, Help me get away from him...He wont stop hurting me and mommy." The man's eyes widened. "Don't worry I got you." He adjusted the girl so that she wouldn't fall. "Im sorry but... I'll be taking her."
"WHAT?! YOU CAN'T JUST TAKE HER!" The blue haired man said walking up to the black-ette, trying to pick up his 'daughter'. "I can if your abusing her." The man stopped and looked to the ground, and started chuckling.
"You win this time Y/n. But your mom's dead, you have no where to go. I'll find you eventually, just you wait." Then he dissapeared, like if he denigrated. "Hey, you okay?" The man placed the girl down on the sidewalk. She nodded "Y-Yeah, thank you." he patted her head and smiled slightly "That's good. But what am I gonna do with you..." She frowned. "Its like daddy said, I dont have a place to go..." her eyes halfway closed and she stared at the concrete. The man sighed and picked the girl up, putting her to his side.
"I guess I could take you in. You don't have any place to go, and I've kinda wanted a kid. You could keep me company." The girl beamed with joy. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She hugged the man and asked "What's yout name mister?" The man chuckled.
"Shota Aizawa. And im guessing your name is Y/n?" She nodded. "Yep!"
"Well Y/n, Lets get home..." Then from there Shota walked away with Y/n in his arms...His daughter.