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Dear Diary
Dear Nobody
To Nobody,
I really don’t know what to say here. Mom recommended to me that I should write a diary or something since I don’t talk to anyone anymore. I think that was her being nice in saying that I don’t have any friends. But, diaries are weird. I already have my hero journals, so why should I have a diary? So I got the idea, what about letters? Letters that no one will read. Just a weird way for me to tell nobody about me, about my life.
So, I’m Midoriya Izuku. I just started middle school. However, I don’t like school. The teachers don’t realize that just because I’m quirkless, it doesn’t mean I’m useless. Deku, that’s short for Dekunobou, which means “ someone who can't do anything” . That’s what Kacchan calls me. The name has some nostalgia, but... I hate that name. It originally didn’t mean anything, Kacchan just misinterpreted my name, but now he makes it my identity. No matter what I do, what I’ve done, what I plan to do, I’m useless. He says it like it’s a universal fact.
I mean, I do play it up a little bit. After years of everyone's comments and taunts, you kinda know what they expect of you. It doesn’t matter that I’m getting older and wiser. To them, I’m supposed to stay the same. I have learned how to make stutters more realistic. I did stutter when I was younger, I’ve just grown out of it. The more hurt and scared I look the easier they end up. The one time I tried to fight back, I ended up in the hospital. And that wasn’t even Kacchan and his group, it was just some kids from the grade above. So I learned not to fight back. I really want to, I’m just not ready to face the consequences of changing.
This letter thing is oddly therapeutic. Maybe I’ll try writing another one.
Sincerely,
Izu