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The worst part about villans is they love unconditionally. They don't care about you're quirk, your looks, or your past. They care about you. How you carry yourself, how you interact. Once you find yourself with them they become family. They like you, want to take care of you. They'd do anything to protect you even if that means killing somebody. It's so easy to become part of the hive when you feel so lonely you could die. When nobody around you wants to know you. When nobody cares if you live or die. So you get swept up by there charm and how much they like you. You pick up a bat and put on a mask because you have a sense of family now, somebody finally understands. Somebody finally likes you.
August 12, 2168 My mother said to me; "One day Katsuki, you're going to realise that everybody loves you, but nobody likes you, and that will be the loneliest feeling you'll ever know." What she didn't know is she put my feelings into words. I could finally articulate how I felt about the world around me. Everyone loved my quirk, my jaw line, my eyes but nobody wanted to take the time to get to know me. Those who said they did already had an image in their head about who I was, and they didn't want to change that perspective. They saw a strong loud mouthed kid who didn't take shit and would blast anyone to pieces if they said the wrong thing. They didn't take the other part that that loud mouth kid was hurt, broken, and lonelier than any 11 year old should be. Even if they knew me before my quirk developed all they saw was my quirk and a flashy kid who could kill god.
August 24, 2168 I met her. She was the leader of a kid gang only a year older than me. She took me under her wing and brought me to her clan. There were only 10 of us in total but we were a family. We cared about eachother. They didn't see me for my quirk for my past. They saw a kid, just like them, who could smash a window pretty god damn well. Over the three years I found that I was hurting other people. Taking what was theirs for my own. I never wanted that. I never wanted to hurt others I only wanted to hurt myself.
September 28, 2171 I was breaking onto a building. I could hear the sirens in the background. I knew that I had been caught but I didn't care. There were kids in there, kids like me, who were being hurt and the hero's of our generation weren't do jack shit about it. I had to get them out. When I emerged from the building there was a soul hero standing before me. One I had met before, he said to me "Kid you can't be a hero and a villan at the same time." It made me think. It stopped me right in my tracks and made me think. He was right, I couldn't save people while I hurt others as well. "I like you kid, go to UA, you've got the guts to be a hero. Become the hero you want to see in our society." He liked me. Only a few others had ever liked me before and they go around breaking people's bones for fun.
September 29, 2171, I got the shit beat out of me. I was leaving the clan, leaving the family. I could see the hurt in their eyes, the sense of betrayal. It was like I just killed their new puppy. I felt like the father who went out for cigarettes and never came back. They shattered my ribs, broke my shin, fractured my skull. It was the only way out of a clan. You had to get the shit beat out of you and you couldn't fight back. The girl who took me under her wing stabbed me right underneath my heart. She wanted to show me the pain I was bringing to all the 9 other kids in this shitty family. They wanted to kill me for leaving, for betraying the family, they would have too if that hero hadn't shown up. If the kids didn't scatter because he was there. He took me to a hero hospital, paid for every single one of my treatments. I remeber hearing him say "this kid is going to be a hero, he belongs here" before blacking out. It takes one person to ruin your life, but it takes one stranger believing in you, liking you, to change your life forever.