I follow Shouta home like a stray puppy, and when we arrive at his place, I can tell that I am either going to be arrested or it will be the best night tonight. Why? Because the squad is together!

"WELCOME BACK!" I hear screams, and when I enter behind Shouta, I see Nemuri and Hizashi on the couch with popcorn. Shouta ruins the mood quickly.

"Shut up, I'm already going to have complaints with just Izuku. Let me stay in this place a little longer before you get us kicked out." I look at him, confused.

"Us?"

"You're stuck with me either way."

"Does that mean we're going to be homeless together?" This causes Hizashi and Nemuri to burst out laughing.

Hizashi speaks up first, " Nope! If you get kicked out, you two are staying with me." Oh, God damn it.

"As long as you and Shouta are quiet so that I don't hear you, I could care less." I decide to say. Hizashi gives me a weird look. HOLD UP, HE DOES NOT KNOW THAT - SHOUTA, DAMN IT! "Well, you see -" I'm about to start explaining when I feel the most potent punch ever from Shouta in the stomach. Immediately, I fall over, and I have to cover my mouth to keep from throwing up. I'm not even dramatizing it. I bet all my money that I'll have bruises tomorrow. I can hear Nemuri laughing up a storm. At least someone gets where I was going. I feel someone grabbing my shoulders, and I am going to assume it's Hizashi since he has actual emotions. Turns out, I'm right.

"Shouta! You hit Izuku too hard!" Hizashi complains. I look up at Shouta to see him hiding his face in his scarves. Score.

"He shouldn't have tried making the comment he did then." I stand up, with help from Hizashi up as I head to the kitchen.

Nemuri notices quickly, "Kid, where are you going?"

"I'm not eating popcorn. I want actual food. I want to chew actual food." I state as I start making whatever is on my mind, which happens to be katsudon because it's my favorite. Meanwhile, I'm recovering from the shock factor that fucking Shouta of all people basically adopted me. Due to this, I quickly finish. I bring it to the adults to find them all on the couch with a movie, handing them their plates.

"Izuku! We could have just eaten popcorn!" Nemuri tries to complain to me.

"And y'all think I'm the goddamn child. Eat." I sit down in the armchair near them with my own plate and start eating.

Shouta looks at me before saying, " You are a child. You're just too serious at the wrong times."

"Fuck you."

---

After dinner, I cleaned up plates, and I came back out to find the adults arguing over some bull shit.

"Shouta, you can't kick us out!" "Yeah, you'll get lonely." The two loud adults complain.

"Yes, I can. I need to discuss something serious with Izuku, and he is easily distracted." Yep, nope.

"Bitch, I am not," I exclaim.

"Perfect example. Now leave before I hurt you both." Shouta glares the two down.

"I'm only saying this because I do not want more people getting bruises, get out. His punches are painful, especially tonight." I'm not that petty, after all. Both of the adults pale before running out, leaving Shouta and me.

"Thanks, kid."

"I was only saving their lives and our eardrums." And maybe making sure we keep the apartment. I want to be able to hack to get money to pay for a place before we get kicked out. I'm willing to pay. It's the least I can do for the idiot in front of me.

"I could care less about the reasoning. Tomorrow morning, you will be talking to Nezu. Apparently, you're a genius in everything. Hence, he has to adjust your classes, so you actually learn something and not just gossip with Hizashi."

"Damn it, I was enjoying that too. I guess it's bound to happen when you can't sit still."

"You think? You can barely sit still for five seconds." Shouta's right because I'm already up again.

"I don't need to be reminded. I already know that I move around too much and junk like that."

"Izuku, you just happen to be overly hyper is all. I don't know how, but you are."

"Whatever." Shouta quickly moves on to seriousness.

"With you in my house now, you have to actually stay here. We will deal with the paperwork tomorrow after school to officiate it, so legal charges don't happen in case you blow up the world on your mom. You have to actually deal with me now instead of just wondering off whenever."

"I think you mean the other way around." Shouta grabs my shoulder, forcing me to look at him.

"You aren't as bad as you believe. Sure, you're hyper and pull pranks, but it's not like you're stealing or something like that." I mean, I've hacked the government. I think that's equally bad, but I won't say that.

"That's funny. No need to lie, Shouta." I feel him tighten his grip, and I look up again. He is not a happy hot man.

"Izuku, you are the most capable in your class. You might understand one day if you open your mind and look around."

"Too ignorant to see the world like that. Do you have anything else to tell me, or is it bedtime?" Not that I believe in bedtime. Shouta lets go with a sigh, thinking for a moment.

"Oh, you're going to start working out in the mornings with me." That's surprising. Maybe for the wrong reason for me.

"You work out in the mornings? Isn't sleep more valuable?"

"I have to stay in shape somehow, and mornings are the only free time I have anymore."

"Hold up, but you teach in the mornings. Do you mean early mornings?"

"Yes?" My god, this man has no free time. No wonder he looks so dead inside! "Anyway, you're joining me so I can make you burn some of your overloaded energy."

"Okay, I seriously don't think I'm that bad."

"Izuku, that is saying a ton because you are the most hyperactive student I have had to teach yet."

"Maybe all the other students are just always tired." Shouta glares at me. I know I can be hyper, but I'm not hyperactive. I think. He sighs before shaking his head.

"It is bedtime, kid. Be up by 4, we leave at 4:15 to work out. Good night." Shouta grumbles as he leaves.

"Good night!" Secretly, I am thinking all hell is going to break loose. FOUR IS TOO FUCKING EARLY FOR THAT BS! AT THAT TIME, I'M BUILDING SHIT! NOT RUNNING!

---

Okay, so Shouta got lucky this morning because I've actually slept two hours, and I have been up since two this morning working on something.

Why?

Because I've come up with a fantastic new idea for my suit! What happened was I was dreaming that I was flying, but it's not like my booties that stay on the ground. I'm in the air! This wakes me up, and I realize that I need to go into the air.

I need to fly.

With this in mind, I go into my deep thinking, pulling out my notebook and laptop until I find the perfect solution once I start looking over my anime list. A lot of my ideas are replicas from there, after all. That is when I found it.

The Attack on Titan mobility gear.

If you have never watched the show, go watch it. It involves a bunch of blood, and it's perfect for some vampires! Either way, the mobility gear is meant for quick movement all around using grappling hooks and compressed gas canisters. The only thing I will be excluding is the swords that are with it, replacing it with my own as they are sharper than in the show. It will attach to my belt with a ton of other ropes, or else them bitches are going to fall off. The only downfall is the gas canisters meaning I have to limit the use a little bit, but I have solutions in places. The great news is the anime provides a great idea of how it works, thus why I will be able to work on it after school today. I was writing down my thoughts when I hear a knock before the door opening, revealing a tired Shouta.

"Kid, how long have you been awake?" Shouta asks tiredly. How is he awake? He's going to pass out at any moment. Also, wrong question. I need little to no sleep to be as hyper as I am.

"A couple hours, I came up with a great idea for mobility," I say excitedly. Still, I use a calm voice as I know he probably doesn't want to hear me screaming already. Shouta sighs.

"Get dressed and be out within five minutes. You better not pass out during class." He mumbles.

Not like I can. I don't need sleep!

I quickly get dressed and meet him out there, ready to go. Shouta is prepared to go. He has workout clothes on with his hair up in a ponytail, showing off his jawline well. He already has stubble showing again. I can see why he does not shave. That has got to be inconvenient. I sadly have a clean boy face, so I can't grow a badass green beard. Usually, I would be talking, but I actually feel sorry for him, so I'm quiet. He nods in approval as we both get our shoes on quietly. He steps outside before running off. Thank god I'm decent shape because I caught up with him easily and stay side-by-side to him. We enjoy the darkness without a word. Then, we arrive at the beach, surprising me a bit. Neither of us broke a sweat. He leads me to the edge of the water, where it doesn't touch us.

"Alright, stretches first. Just follow my lead and shut up." Shouta states as he starts stretching. I follow but doing the opposite of the second command.

"No offense, but you were asking for it. I've been quiet the whole time!" I complain.

"So Izuku is still there? Good, I thought someone took over your body." I glare at him.

"I was being respectful because I thought you would not want me to talk."

"I thought so too. Then I realized that it's creepy. You can go back to being quiet now."

"Fuck you. I'm only going quiet for my own reasoning, not for your damn ass."

"May I ask why?" I flip him off, receiving a snicker. Either way, we work on the beach for an hour quietly. I'm enjoying the sound of the waves, hence why I'm willing to be quiet instead of pissing off Shouta.

---

"Today, class, you will be choosing your class representative. Please try to choose somebody reasonable. Do whatever you want, but I'm taking a nap." Shouta states as he moves to the corner in his sleeping bag and passes out. I don't get how he does it. TEACH ME THE WAYS! On second thought, don't. I don't want to be sleeping on that dirty-ass floor. Anyway, everyone starts raising their hand, saying they want to be the class representative.

"Pick me!"

"Hey, I want to be the class representative!"

"Me too!"

"Vote me class representative, and I will make sure that girls wear skirts 30 centimeters above the knee!" I swear I hear a slap from one of the girls. Damn grape boy. I decided to put my two cents in, shutting the whole class up.

"I couldn't give two fucks about who is the class representative. Just start a democratic vote for goddamn sake. Just know that if anyone votes for the damn pervert, I will start drinking again tonight." I state. Everyone looks at me, surprised. Well, except Bakugo.

"Stop being overdramatic, Deku!" He growls at me. Fuck him.

"It is not overdramatic if it is the truth, Kacchan~" I sing his nickname.

"Do not call me that, Deku." I hear the explosions in his hands.

"Do not fucking call me Deku then, Kacchan." Iida decides to force himself in to try and shut us up.

"Izuku, no cursing or drinking! Bakugo, no quirk use. Now, I will say I agree with Izuku when he says we should vote democratically." I'm starting to consider drinking now. Too bad, I see Shouta glaring me down from his sleeping bag with his stupid quirk on to try and scare me. The only things that scare me are cockroaches and germs, bitch. Try harder. I can vaguely hear Bakugo screaming, but he shuts up quickly before he attacks anybody.

Kirishima, however, brings up an interesting point, " We barely know each other, how are we supposed to vote like that?"

"That is how Americans vote. There is a reason they have an increasing trillion dollar debt. We're just a class; how bad could it be? Anyway, whoever gets multiple votes is obviously has something." This seems to settle everyone down. Welp, alright then. LET'S GET THIS BULLSHIT OVER WITH CLASS!

---

Alright, so here's the thing. I was initially going to vote for Iida, but I decided against it. Why? He would gain more of a reason to complain about my multitude of problems. I'm not willing to deal with it. So what was my second choice?

Yaoyorozu Momo

This is probably interesting because, based on first looks, our personalities clash like War World 3. However, I'm willing to respect the fact that she is a genius, and I know this because of her quirk creation. From what I have seen, she can create any non-living object as long as she has some weight to sacrifice and some skin showing. I feel sorry she's in class with grape-boy because her costume is the most revealing in the class. Anyway, in addition, she has to know how every object is made. For example, if she wanted to make a sword, she would need to know the components. Based on her match yesterday, she knows how to create a ton of things. That takes a ton of memorizing, similar to how I remember programs. I can also tell she is a natural-born leader, making her my vote as a class representative.

Yaoyorozu did get class representative.

However. . .

"HOW IN THE HELL DID I GET VICE CLASS REPRESENTATIVE?!" I scream, waking Shouta from his slumber. He's pissed. Too bad the students cut him off before he could say anything...thank you class 1-A.

"You can be nice, you get straight to the point, and you know what you're doing!" Uraraka happily supplies.

"Um, I'm like the um...second worst person to choose from like, I am above Mineta, and that is it."

"Hey!"

"You helped us realize some...harsh truths, even if your language is vulgar," Iida adds to Uraraka's statement. I sigh.

"Yaoyorozu-" Momo cuts me off.

"Momo, call me Momo since you go your given name anyway."

"Momo, you see where I'm coming from, yes?" I look up at her because GOD DAMN IT I'M SHORT! She has to think a moment about that.

"I can see both sides. You have a bit of an extreme personality, so that could cause problems; however, you do possess knowledge of a point-of-view that the rest of us can not understand. You also seem very smart based off your costume design and your hacking skills."

"You can say quirkless. I'm not going to be offended. I stated it pretty loud on the first day of class, after all. Y'all treat it like it is a racist term, and it's not. It's a cold-hard fact."

"That is exactly what I mean. It's going to be interesting working with you." That means this might not end well. Anything with the word interesting is bad.

"God is probably slamming his head in the clouds right now, but I think I can handle it since I'm not the major league character." This earns a couple of confused chuckles. Shouta gets up, done with this class.

"Yaoyorozu is class representative, and Izuku is vice. Izuku, stop cursing in class, along with joking about certain habits you had. Class dismissed. Izuku, please go see Nezu in his office now." God damn it.

---

Normal people would be scared of a hyper-genius bear, rat, dog thing. However, I'm excited. I guess it's curiosity taking over the ship at the moment. I knock on his office door that took too long to find.

"Come in!" I hear a voice and enter. Somehow, the short rat has a large office, but I won't judge. "Midoriya, I've been waiting for you! Come take a seat. I hope you did not have too much trouble finding the place." I walk over, take a seat, and lay back comfortably.

"First off, I refer to Izuku. Second off, yes, I did. I can break into government coding, but I can easily get lost within a block and end up 30 minutes away when the walk was only supposed to be 5 minutes." That is true. Nezu does not seem too surprised at how I'm speaking to him, though. I can get used to this.

"Something you should work on?"

"Probably. Anyway, let's get this over with Nezu." I swear I see a spark of interest in his eyes.

"Well, first off, let me say congratulations on being the first quirkless student to get into UA. It was interesting seeing a kid break the whole exam. However, you are an interesting kid in general. Through all the pop quizzes, you scored perfect scores. We normally make them extremely hard to see where students are at, but you passed through them like they're nothing." That's what happens when you have too much free time. " I would like to send you to classes that would benefit you more. The main class you will be taking is the support class. I noticed how well your support items are built, so I believe you would like plenty of time to work on whatever you want and experiment." There are probably lights in my eyes now," That covers only one class. You still have three more spaces. I had to think about this, but I decided that you would best fit as my personal student!" Thank God I had nothing to drink.

"Hold the phone, what?" Nezu chuckles at my reaction.

"You see, I have been looking for a personal student for a while to past down my teachings to. You seem to be the perfect candidate." A psychotic kid is your perfect candidate? "I know about your past with Aizawa. The drinking and the smoking habits that you kicked, which is impressive for someone your age."

"Impressive that I started at that age or impressive that I stopped?" Time to test my limits!

"I think we both know where I was going with that, Izuku. Oddly, you're acting stupid even though you have already proved to possibly be a genius."

"They are more like to kidnap a smart person over a dumb person. It's just part of the act mixed in with who I actually am. Quirkless get aimed at because we are believed to be inferior in society, the weaklings in society. People go out of their way to kill us, even though I have multiple theories of what is going to happen."

"Oh, please do tell."

"Quirkless are always going to be apart of society no matter what. A quirkless person can be born from parents with a quirk. Are they going to continue to die in ridiculous ways? Yes, but they are still going to be around. A certain amount of the population is going to remain quirkless, whether it be just because or if it's for any sort of advancement. Without quirks, I could have left this hell-hole of a planet by now and be living on Mars. Quirks slowed down technology advancements tremendously."

"What makes you say that a certain amount of the population is going to remain quirkless?"

"For that, we are going to look at another ability of humans. Handiness. Over the years, the percent of people left-handed has always remained the same. We don't know why it just has. It could be for competition or just because, like with the quirks, but it's there. We probably will never know the reasoning, but it's there just like how the quirkless will always be there." Nezu lays back in his chair, thinking.

"That is an interesting theory. That just proves you are my new personal student!" Damn it.