Off to a new start

                                    

                                          
"Mommy!"
"Daddy!"
"Look what I can do!"

                          
I tripped. The toys that were laying on the ground. My hands were an abyss. Taking anything that they touch. But why....why did it need to be them? Purple smoke. They weren't there anymore. I cried. Just kept crying. Couldn't do anything but cry. Confusion, sadness, worry, anger. Where did they go. I want them back. Are they ok. Those stupid toys...Please tell me what happened.
                          
I ran out of that house. Not looking back. I don't know if I left to look for them or to leave cause I was scared they would yell at me for what happened. Don't know how far I ran. But when it stopped I ended up with a sweet lady. She toke me in. She raised me. Made me feel happy. But I still had the abyss. It was stuck with me forever. It was my quirk... 

                          
My quirk killed...

                          
My parents...and her. 
She was so kind and I killed her. She helped me when I was lost. But I killed her. Along with my parents. From that day I promised myself I wouldn't get close to anyone. No one could get close or they'll end up like the others. Gone...
                          
But I couldn't isolate myself from life. So I learned to keep that power under control. I learned to never turn it on. If I kept it off then I couldn't hurt anyone with it. No one could ever be hurt again by my hands. I made it look like that the quirk was never there. 
                          
Someone noticed that. He said he'll help me. But when the time came I had to help him. I agreed. And he gave me a quirk that wouldn't hurt the ones around me. And now with this new quirk I could live somewhat normal. So like all kids that were strong and wanted to help. They became hero's. And the only school for that was UA. And my new quirk was strong. It was a good quirk. So I got into UA from recommendations. 
                          
I had a bad start at the beginning of my life. But things were finally looking great. I was going to a dream school. I was going to meet other people. I was going to make friends. Be a hero. Forget about that terrible quirk. And focus on my new one. The one that can help people. 
                          
My name is [Y/N] Okashi. The last name was the sweet lady's. I've been using it ever since I met her. And It's my first day at UA. I'm excited, but scared. What if I accidentally activate that quirk. I could hurt so many people. But I made it this far with out turning it on. I'm pretty sure I even forgot how to turn it on. I'm fine, I'll be fine. It was 11 years ago. I'm 16 now. It'll be alright. I gave myself a few light slaps to my cheeks and shook my head.
                          
"Don't go backing out now!"
"It's to late for that."
                          
I grabbed a peace of toast and threw my backpack over my shoulder and I was off. Off to my new life. Those bad times are in the past now. No need to cry over them anymore. Just remember not too close. I still have to remember that my quirk is still there. It's still there whether I like it or not. And because of this it made me a very nervous, jumpy person. And if people got close to me my excuse to get them away was that I'm very claustrophobic. 
                          
Anyway nows not the time to be thinking about this. Im going to UA! Come on cheer up! Just a couple more minutes and I'll be on my way to being a hero! I skipped to my new school with my smile beaming. And my 
[E/C] eyes shinning. My [H/C] hair swaying back and forth from my movements. I was confident. Now today ain't the first day for the rest of the students I came late because of extra quirk training to make sure that my other quirk couldn't go out of control. I walked through the gates and made my way to the office.
                          
I talked to the secretary that sat at the desk in front of me. She told me my room number and I made my way to the room 1-A. I knocked on the door and waited for it to be answered. The door opened and I saw a man who could use a couple of more hours of sleep. Or some coffee.