She looked off at the UA, having high hopes of going there someday. She was only 6 years old. Her name was Blaine Veneno and she was blessed with a curse...
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I yawned as the alarm blared its ugly music. I groaned angrily and smacked the off button. I looked at the ugly decor of the building. The wallpaper was a horrid shade of brown and so was the carpet. I sighed before getting up with annoyance.
I picked up what seemed like decent clothes to wear and sniffed to double check. Laundry wasn't exactly our top priority. My mom was a hard working woman who decided if it didn't stink or look dirty, it was clean enough. I smiled a little at that thought.
I looked off at the heroes already doing their morning runs. I thought they looked dumb in their outfits. Some really needed to cover up their bodies. You don't need to look hot to save anyone because guess what? No one gives a shit, except for maybe that creepy old guy down the street.
Anyways, I'm Blaine. I enjoyed my life here so far. I once wanted to be a hero...That's not important
I walked out, wearing jeans that were a little too small. A crop top of Hollywood Undead and a pair of worn out Chucks. I wasn't rich or fabulous. I was just a girl with a special little surprise.
"Hey girl. I'm thinking, you, me and the bedroom," a stupid boy from my school approached with. "Really, Jacob? You know, I've always wanted to," I said . I smiled innocently before he wrapped his arms around my waist.
He pulled me tighter. I slipped my tongue into his mouth as he jumped back. He froze up, falling to the ground.
"You're lucky I didn't hold onto you any longer than I did," I said, smiling sinisterly. He was gasping for breath soon enough. He was sweating and shaking. I only watched before leaving a kiss on his neck, leaving behind a mark of red lips.
"Fuck with me again, Jacob. I will not hesitate to go further next time," I winked and walked away with a smirk.
You see...
My quirk is Poisonous.