"Alex, you took too long, did something happen?"
When I open the door, the first thing I find is my sister about to leave the house she was going to look for me...
She is a lightly tan-skinned girl with burgundy hair that is in a loose ponytail with rather large bangs that fall over her forehead on either side along with two shoulder-length side bangs that frame her face, amber eyes, and is taller than me
Her clothing consists of a black tank top that exposes her midsection and very short jeans, she has a very muscular body for her age.
She's worried about me, and she shows it in her face... maybe I should be happy about this but I just don't feel anything, it's like someone caring about me is normal... but it is normal.
"Alex are you alright?...those kids are hitting you again right?"
She stared at me while she began to touch every part of my body looking for any injuries or something.
I want to feel happy but I can't, I think I felt it many times in this life but I just can't do it now.
My sister stopped checking my body when she saw that there was no sign that they had beaten me. Seeing that she had finished I walked slowly to my room without saying a word while Hana looked at me worried.
My mother is sick so she's probably sleeping, which relaxes me a bit... she'll probably think that something happened to me if she sees me like this.
I calmly opened the door of my room and when I entered I closed it with a latch. My room is the same as any boy my age, decorated with some posters of Nana Shimura and superhero figures that are a bit expensive.
I walked towards my bed and sat on it, it's comfortable although yesterday it felt harder for some reason...
I look at the clock on the wall of my room and it's 2:49, today is Sunday so tomorrow I have to go to school, I want to go there although I'm sure there won't be anything to do.
I'm not excited or happy because I'm going to school tomorrow, I'm not even sad or angry because I have to go to school tomorrow, my feelings…they just…
I lay in bed for a while waiting for something to happen but everything was the same, nothing special, time is not stopping for me...
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6:00, Even if I wait for 3 hours 11 minutes, and 43 seconds, time didn't wait for me... In fact, it keeps moving without me, I'm not something important to time and time is not important to me.
Anyway, I think it's time for dinner, it's time to get out of this room, something special might happen this time. I think I'm hanging around too much, it's time to start moving.
I finally moved after 3 hours immobilized of my own free will to then look at myself in the mirror right next to my bed.
I am different, both because of my skin and because of my appearance, which is much more attractive than in my previous life. My hair is long and looks quite well cared for, unlike Ryan's, but what surprises me the most are my eyes because although they have a gold color different from the average black color before they look completely the same, it's like... nothing has changed
I stop looking at myself in the mirror to finally go down to the living room, surely my father is here and mom must be finishing the meal. I walk out of my room as slowly as ever and close the door as I leave, then proceed to keep walking at the same pace as I feel the sound of my footsteps with every step I take, my steps are so insignificant that I can't even hear the progress on them. I get to the stairs and start to go down, I can already hear Daiki's voice talking to my sister.
"Hey, Alex...come here"
My father said as he told me to sit on the sofa next to him, to which I listened and simply went to him, I think he is going to give me a talk or something like that, I did not experience the talk of a father to his son which is becoming a teenager never so it can be interesting
"I am a Pro Hero, I have traveled to hundreds of places and there are always people who treat me well as a normal person, but in some places, they have not given me the same treatment because of my skin. Alex, people are not born bad it is the society that makes them like this and no matter how hard we try to change this society, all the people in the world are needed to make that change, some people are racist because of bad influences who are also racist because of bad influences and this it's just almost impossible to change so you just have to adapt to the situation... I'm not telling you to become racist or something, I mean try to change your environment!!"
Never ask and your talk was incredibly boring and short, I don't know what I was expecting from him.
"Do you understand what I'm saying, Alex? Don't get mad at people, try to change them!"
I just nodded my head in approval even though I didn't give a damn about what he said, who am I to change other people?
"Well... I'm going to take a bath, Hana is cooking today so don't expect anything good"
No doubt he is a good father, even though he just doesn't know how to express himself... he usually spends all day working just to give his family a better life, an unnecessarily better life.
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This tastes like shit, exactly like the food I used to cook when I was stealing the best meat from the supermarket but it's still better than a live cat.
"So Alex...how are you doing with that little bunny? I think her name was Runa"
"Rumi" My voice sounded much weaker than it normally sounds for some reason.
Rumi is one of my friends at school, she has white hair and the same skin color as me, and she also has bunny ears on her head because of her quirk.
"Oh, wow you even call her by her name...you're good at it," Hana said as she winked her eyebrow with a smile.
She knows that I call everyone by their name, I'm not a stupid Japanese like her but she still doesn't care and she keeps pestering me about it.
My mom is still sick and she can't even get out of bed so my dad is in the room helping her eat so it's just me and Hana in the living room.
Suddenly the smile on her face disappeared and she made a more serious face.
"Alex, listen to me, I'm not going to always be there to help you when someone is hurting you and that girl, Rumi, won't be there at all times either... despite everything mom says about not fighting with anyone and always talking instead, you must learn to defend yourself, in this world, there are people who do not learn with words and these people are the vast majority of the world. When I was your age the girls at school used to beat me up and humiliate me, I think they did it simply because I'm the daughter of a pro hero, one day I got tired of them and I told my father to train me, I wanted to fight back and not to be in the floor while those girls split on me. When I got back to school they tried to do bad things to me again, but this Time I knew what to do, they were in the principal office with one teth less saying how bad I am... maybe violence is not the right way to fix things but it is certainly the best and most efficient way."
I agree with her, which previously wouldn't be the case since my mother had made me think that peace was always an option, mom is a bad influence on me... and luckily I'm not someone who has the right to change other people