The rest of the internship week for me is spent at home. My dad doesn't like to see me, so I stay hidden in my room. When I do come down to make a meal, I'm always hit or hurt in some way. It's not ideal, but I can't blame him. I feel that this is the only way to repay my mom. I think that's why I don't feel so much pity for myself.

The rest of the week is filled with scars and cuts and I am unsure of how to explain this to everyone when I go to school the next week.

The Monday morning school starts again after our internship week is over, I decide to go ask him.

"Um, Dad," I ask super carefully, "How should I go to school?"

He hits me a couple more times. Kicks me a few too. "What are you talking about? Of course, you're not going. You're not leaving this house. How can you think of going to school normally when you murdered your own mother a week ago?"

I go along with it. I know he's just making a few things up because he doesn't want to be questioned if anyone sees me. I walk up to my room and decide to just hide there. But the words are still ringing. "You murdered your own mother" That's all I can hear. I put my hands over my ears, but it only gets louder. I want to go back. I wish I could do more for mom. I wish I'd talked to her way more. I wish dad would go back to the person he used to be. But that won't happen, it can't. And it's all on me.

My dad still goes to work normally, so I have the house to myself for most of the day. I'm actually really relieved he's still able to work. I was afraid his mental strength would plummet down and he wouldn't be able to work anymore.

Then I suddenly remember my training with Endeavour. 'I should go. I need to go.' I think. I'll be able to sneak out if it's just for a few hours. I'm usually able to get back from training before my dad comes home. I don't want to risk going to school just in case my dad finds out.

I wear knee-high socks and long leggings on top. I throw a hoodie on top and leave the house. I reach the Todoroki residence a little later than usual, just so I have an excuse to why I'm not wearing my uniform.

"Hello Fuyumi-san," I say.

"(Y/n)...chan," she says, her voice really faint, "I didn't think you would be coming today."

"Oh please don't worry," I say.

My training with Endeavour is the same as usual. Endeavour tries to talk to me about my mom and I can tell that he feels a lot of responsibility for not being able to save her. I guess he would, he's the second-best hero and he couldn't save the mother of a girl he's been working with. I tell him he doesn't need to feel anything. It was my fault for not letting him know. He simply denies the fact that he was feeling responsible and I go along with it.

As soon as my training is over, I run home as fast as possible. I need to get home before my dad does. I run home like I'm running away from fear. Like fear is chasing me.

Once I get home, I change into room wear, quickly make dinner, leave it on the table and hide in my room.

My dad comes home about half an hour after I went back into my room. 'Okay,' I think, 'I can do this. As long as I don't mess up really badly, I can go to training at least every day,'

I do the same thing tomorrow.

During the middle of training, Endeavour questioned me. "(Y/n), are you okay? You're losing concentration and you can only get half the power you usually do. It was the same yesterday,"

"I'm fine, sorry," I say, "School has been tiring these days," I do feel bad for telling a lie when he was simply worried for me, but I don't really have any other choice.

The rest of the training goes on normally, I run home, make dinner and head to my room, just like yesterday.

Today, my dad was late. Much later than yesterday. My body tensed up when I heard the door unlocking.

"(Y/N)!!" he yelled and I jumped.

"...yes?" I ask softly and leave my room.

"(Y/N), COME DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!" He yells and I notice something weird with his voice.

"I'm coming!" I say in surprise. I run down the stairs to see my dad. The moment I see him, I feel all the blood in my face drain out. He's drunk. Super drunk. That's the slur I heard in his voice. That's why he was late today.

" EVERYTHING'S YOUR FAULT! YOUR MOTHER DIED BECAUSE OF YOU! BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T BECOME A VILLAIN. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING! YOU MURDERED YOUR MOTHER. WHY DON'T YOU FEEL ANYTHING?" He yells at me, all while hitting and throwing things at me. Cuts filled my body and I could see my blood all over the floor, "why aren't you crying?" he asks. And it stings. It hurts so much.

I don't really have anything to say back. The hits continued for another 30 minutes or so and he left me alone. I run as fast as possible to my room and bandage myself up.

That night, I thought through what my dad had yelled and I realized 2 things. 1; That I'm not as important as I thought I was. I was way too arrogant. Not one person in this world would have cared if I became a villain or not. Okay, maybe one person may have cared. My mom.

The second point, I realized way after I thought through the first point more carefully. I can't really explain the second point well-- I don't know what it is exactly, but if I had to give it a name, I would say the second point is,

2; Shoto.

He gave me a confession, but too many things were happening for me to think it through. Just remembering it made me happy, it was like a saviour. If I were sinking, it brought me back up. It made me feel needed.

It made me feel like I still had a place in this world.

The problem is, I don't know how to respond. I didn't think that this would happen-- not in the least. Should I tell him how I feel as well? Or is this a really bad timing because I don't want to explain what's happening in my household.

I look down at my cuts to see how bad they are. 'Yikes,' I think, 'I don't think I'll be able to go to Endeavour's training tomorrow. I'll see how it is tomorrow, if I really can't, I'll just give him a call'

Tomorrow comes around pretty quickly and I really can't go. The cuts are still open, some are still bleeding.

"Hello, Endeavour? I'm sorry, I won't be able to attend your coaching today," I say, "I'm really sorry."

"Alright," Endeavour replies, "Did something happen?"

"I'm not feeling too well, sir," I say.

"Hmm, okay," he says, "Take care," and he hangs up.

I lie back down on my bed and think about what to reply a bit more.

Todoroki POV

(Y/n) wasn't there for the rest of the internship and she hasn't been coming to school for the past 2 days. I'm really worried. It's not like her to skip school, but I mean I can't blame her-- her mother passed away. I decide to go ask Uraraka if she knows anything, she seems like the closest to (Y/n).

"Hey Uraraka," I ask, "How's (Y/n) doing? Is she okay?"

"Yeah, she has a lot going on-- not just about her mom," she replies. 'Oh no, I'm not supposed to tell Todoroki about the training,' Uraraka thinks in panic.

"What? What else is happening?" I ask.

"I-I don't know... Uh... Yeah..."

"Okay..." I could tell she was lying, but she wasn't saying anything more. I felt like I shouldn't pry further. "I'll get going then," I say.

"Wait, Todoroki-kun!" she calls back, "Watch her. Watch her carefully and please take care of her. Please. She'll be really happy."

I nod. "I will, Thank you Uraraka,"

Endeavour POV

"Fuyumi?" I call out.

"Yeah, what is it dad?" she asks.

"Can you get the guest room ready?"

"Yeah, I will," she says.

"It's fo--" I start

"(Y/n)," she finishes. "I noticed too. Those scars and bruises aren't normal."

"I got a phone call saying she can't come today," I tell her.

She gasps, "What are you standing there! Is the second best hero just a title? Go get her!"

I nod, "I'll be back soon."

(Y/n) POV

About 20 minutes after I called Endeavour, I hear a knock on the door. 'Is it my dad?' I think, 'Already? It's still so early,' I'm filled with despair. Every single second more I have to spend with him makes me feel sick inside.

I went to the door and carefully opened it, only to see Endeavour on the other side of it.

"Endeavour?" I say surprised, "I'm sorry, I can't go to training, I'm really not feeling well."

"(Y/n), don't think I haven't noticed," he says. "You're going to come live with us until things are sorted out. Fuyumi is setting up the guest room for you. I've already called the police."

I drop down to my knees. I'm happy and... relieved. Simply glad. But the tears still don't come. I want to cry, I want to let all of it out, but the tears are stuck. All my emotions are still deep inside. They won't come out. Something's chaining my emotions, my grief way deep inside of me.

I think it's my mom. She's chaining my grief too me. She's telling me that it's not fair, that I'm not allowed to let go of this sense of guilt. She's saying that I have to live with it from now on.

"Endeavour, thank you so much," I say. We go back to the Todoroki residence and Fuyumi greets me and shows me my way around the house.

She had prepared some of her old clothes for me and put it in the guest room. She also bandages up my cuts and I thank her again and again.

"I'm telling you, it's all fine (Y/n)," she says, "I'm sorry we weren't able to do anything for you until just now. You must have been going through so much. I wanted to make sure, but are you going to hide the fact that you're living here? From Shoto?"

"Y-yeah," I say. "I don't know how well that'll go but that's what I'm planning. I'm sorry for making things so difficult,"

"It's no problem, (Y/n)-chan," she says, "after all that's happened to you, you deserve to be a little difficult."

"Thank you so much, Fuyumi-san," I say, "Just talking to you makes me feel a lot better." And it's true. I'm so thankful that Fuyumi-san has been here for me.

She smiles at me and shakes her head. "We're the ones who's been helped by you, (Y/n). Your bright energy has made it's way to our hearts. We'd like to be the ones to say, 'Thank you"

I think things through one last time. I've been given a chance, one more chance to live a normal teenage life. I've been lucky enough to meet super nice people. I remind myself how I came to meet them, and everything flashes through my brain again. It was like I almost forgot.

I've been coming here to help Shoto.

Alright. Bring it on. I'll fight my cuts, my grief and sorrow, my mental and physical fatigue all at once while I keep Shoto safe and away from training. And for that to happen, I have to stay as far away as I can from him. Distance myself from him.

I text Shoto and ask him to meet up with me at the park.

"Are you feeling okay?" he asks worriedly. "I've been worried."

It warms up my inside. Just talking to him, just seeing him makes me feel happy. But I have to let this go. I can't have everything.

"Todoroki-kun," I say and he flinches at the way I call him, "Thank you so much for your confession. It made me really, really happy. But... I'm sorry. I've never seen you that way." 'It's a lie. It's a huge lie, I've never seen you any other way. I like you.' I think. I look at the ground to hide my face. I don't want him to see my eyes welling up, just in case they do.

"I...see..." he says. Then I hear him sigh. "I'm sorry for bothering you," his voice sounding so sincere.

I want to say something back, but I don't. I can't.

I nod and run away.

It hurts, everything hurts, but it's fine. If it's for Shoto, I can overcome it.

I've overcome hard training for him. I can overcome this much.

I've overcome half of my life this past week. I can overcome anything.

(A/N Thank you so much for reading this chapter! I'm sorry it got slightly long again, 2215 words. I really hope you enjoyed it and I hope to see you next chapter! PLUS ULTRA!!!)