Reborn from the ashes from hell

Izuku POV

Flashback

I was always the freak of my class I wasn't particularly loved by my classmates and didn't fit in with my immortal smile. Everyone had such empty, broken eyes. When I didn't have training or free time, I had school.

I don't know why my classmates acted like they were missing something and longing for something. Is something wrong here? And why don't I realize it?

Today after class I went to the teacher to ask my question that I was longing for an answer to.

Me: Hello

Teacher: hello Sparrow

We all have hero names my name is sparrow and I will be the sidekick of Hawks when I have finished my training something I am really proud of

Me: I have a question

Teacher: What is it?

The teacher is very nice many here are strict. To me they are a bit nicer because everybody knows m e and I grew up here in this institution. Unlike others who I guess grew up in another institution.

Me: I ask about the books

Teacher: If you're asking about a detail, I can't help you. You've read so many books that I can never catch up. You read more in a month than I have in a lifetime.

Me: No, I don't want to ask about that.

Teacher: Then what? 

Me: I want to ask about the happy children in the books, the children who go to an amusement park or playground, for example. I'm shocked that a theme park or a playground are places where children get together to have fun. Instead of learning or exercising. They slide down a platform called a route or chase each other. I think it's called tag.

Teacher: I know what you mean. What about it?

Me: Why do people write such fantasy stories about things that are completely pointless, don't even happen and just sound like a couple of tales told by a weirdo. Why don't people write about the truth, normal things and write everything so cheerfully, as if the child's life consisted only of fun. They don't grow up to be heroes and weapons. Why is it so negative in books that it is quite normal in the real world?

Teacher: How long have you been in this institution?

His voice is not happy anymore 

Me: I've been here since I could walk. I've grown up here. But what about my question? Why are there such fantasies in books? Why not show that the real world is so black?

Teacher: that's terrible. So you've been here your whole life?

Me: What's so terrible about it is it not quite normal

Teacher: you know the quotation, life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get. Are you saying that you somehow relate to this quote? Do you have something unexpected in your life? Or is your life is decided exactly and you already knew how it would end?

Me: As a hero. Every step is planed

Teacher: You see. Do you know the quote? Life is like a book, and you can write it. What sense does that make that at some point you had the opportunity to decide something in your life to write this book?

Me: No

Teacher: Quotes are for the majority just like stories from books, they are for the majority if they were all aliens and you, the only human, you couldn't expect to see a book about humans.

My teacher taught me a lot of things, but he never opened my eyes to what it's like today, like I've been in a dark room all my life and someone opened the windows. All these books were meant for the majority, the majority of which I am not a part. When I read the books, I was actually reading what everyday life can be like for normal people.

Me:...

How were the words sly? My whole life was a lie. At what point in my life did the truth stop and the lie begin? When I thought of the stories and descriptions, I felt cold in my heart, it was all so sad, because maybe they knew that the situation was not normal. This kids were smiling having the best life, while I had to go through this. 

Smiling suddenly got hard. I would have liked to stay dumb and happy instead of knowing. Truth hurts

Teacher: remember one thing Nothing is as it seems. That's all I can tell you

Flashback end

Oh, how right he was. Those were the last words I heard from him. A new teacher had come after that, because the other one was supposedly a spy.