Prompt: Soooo... Izuku travels to the past, 15 years ago but in the bed it is all just a dream... or is it?
I don't get what this means, but I'll do it anyway.

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Fucking damn it, I need to stop sleeping. I SWEAR EVERYTHING GOES WRONG WHEN I AM ASLEEP! UGH!

I sit up in an unfamiliar bed, and the first thing that comes to my illogical mind is 'did I have a one-night stand?'

With my luck, fuck no.

The room itself is dark, but I can tell you that it smells like shit. With how I am, my anxiety is through the roof. I take a deep breath.

Focus, Izuku. You need to figure out what the hell happened. You also need to figure out your life because you get into this shit way too often.

I touch my forehead to find the headband gone, and I assume Patchy and CAT are not here either. Fuck. After running my hands over my body, I find my phone and light it up.

This room is straight-up sad. There is only a bed, a desk, tons of books, and a calendar. Well, the calendar is useful, actually. I shine the light to see the date.

. . .

Why am I fifteen years in the past? Heck, this is before I was even born!

"God, what the fuck did you do to me this time?" I mutter. I hear the door click open, and I spin around to see Shouta at the door.

Wait, what?

Screwing social distancing at the moment, I walk until I am a couple of feet (.6 meters) in front of Shouta to see he isn't much taller than me. His face is clean, and while his hair looks like shit still, it looks less shitty. He looks kind of nice.

That's when he pushes me back. Bless me because I bring germ-x everywhere. I don't even want to think about this boy's cleaning habits 15 years before me. Fifteen years before me...that means he is just in UA. Probably general class at the moment, but I am not a hundred percent sure. They might have already transferred him over. I know they had to have already done with Sport's Festival, and he won his first year. Huh, maybe he did.

"What's the tea, sis?" I ask. Shouta looks at me confused. Oh fuck, he doesn't know slang yet! Um, "Shit, what happened?"

Shouta bluntly says, "We found you on the road, and my friends said we should bring you to my place." Damn, he has no emotions. Well, my version doesn't now, but he at least expresses when he is pissed off at me.

"That's really dumb. What if I am a murder?"

Damn, he growls, "If you try anything, I will not hesitate to knock you out and call the police."

"Okay, wrong track. Hi! I'm Izuku Midoriya, student of class 1-A hero course and teacher assistant of UA 15 years in the future!"

"Why should I believe that?"

"Good boy! Always question another boy! Do you have a crush on Hizashi Yamada- MMMMMMMMMMMM!" A hand is slammed over my face, and, on instinct, I punch him in the gut to push him away. Wow, Shouta is much easier to defeat here.

I mean, at least I got my answer. They needed a fucking sociopath to hook them up.

"SHO! YOU OKAY?!" Two more boys approach the doorway, and I step back.

Hizashi is pretty recognizable because he still has his blonde hair up and the glasses. However, at least the hair is more realistic.

Meanwhile, I don't recognize the other guy off the bat. He has this blue hair that looks like flames, but it's actually clouds. For some reason, he has a bandage across his nose, and he radiates the same aura that Mirio does. I know for a fact that I have never met this dude.

It takes Shouta a minute to recover, "I'm fine. What the hell?" He looks at me when he says this. The two boys immediately look up at me.

"Oh, you're awake! Sorry if he freaked you out! He's not the most social person in the group!" Cloud Nine says.

"Yeah, he's a grumpy cat! Who are you?" Hizashi asks.

I will respond to that question in a moment, but first, I need to get sassy, "First off, you don't touch a fricking germaphobe unless you want me panicking, and that's a bitch and a half to deal with. Second, hi! I'm Izuku Midoriya from the future because I don't exist yet here!"

"Great, another hyper person," Shouta mumbles as he goes to sit on his bed.

"I'm Yamada, and this is Shirakumo! Really?!" Hizashi bounces in place. Shirakumo, Shirakumo, Shirakumo... oh... I don't know him because he passed away during a work-study if I am correct. Nezu had me look at his files once before.

Shirakumo - Loud Cloud - Quirk: Cloud - He can make and control clouds.

Everything makes sense now. I didn't know Shouta was close to this guy, but I should have guessed it because the dude was put anonymous because he wanted to go underground. That's got to be a hard hit. If Shouta is anything like me, which he is in this case, he would force himself to work harder so he could save more people.

WHY DID IT TAKE THIS TO PUT THE PUZZLE PIECES TOGETHER?! NOW I FEEL BAD SHIT-TALKING HIZASHI'S AND SHOUTA RELATIONSHIP STANDSTILL.

Almost.

"Yip yip! I have no idea how I got here, though."

Shirakumo taps his chin," Maybe you got hit with a quirk, or it's your quirk? Either way, that's powerful!"

"I don't usually work the field because I'm intelligence, but it's possible. As for quirk, I'm quirkless, so I certainly did nothing."

That catches Shouta's attention, "Wait, you said you were in the hero course at UA, right?"

"WHAT?! AND YOUR QUIRKLESS? THAT'S AWESOME!" The other two boys shout, and I have to cover my eyes. Damn, they're loud.

"Mhm?"

"Does that mean quirkless have more rights in your time?" Everyone looks at me, and I sigh.

"No. Actually, I'm the first quirkless to get in. UA lifted the 'no quirkless' ban, but it doesn't mean they are accommodating for us. We have to fight our way in. It's still rare AF to be born quirkless, and most of the quirkless population is old, so I plan on representing us."

Shirakumo offers a bright smile, "That's awesome - hey, are you okay?"

Suddenly, I fall against the wall. Huh, I must be going back now. I look up and offer a smile back, "I'm about to knock out, so YEET!"

And I pass out.

The next thing I know, I wake up to see Shouta beside me in bed. Probably had to knock my dumbass out.

At least that trip taught me something about him.