A few hours later,
After school time,
Aldera Junior High
Afternoon...

Midoriya's POV

I lifted my head up and stared at the clock. It read 3.30 p.m. I hummed softly as my response before I put my belongings into my yellow backpack. After feelkng satisfied, I took out my smartphone and scrolled through the news portal, reading an article about this morning's incident. All of the netizens were pretty much proud of the new heroes who did a great job stopping the villain.

I wanna hurry up and go home so I can write down in my notebook.

The thoughts honestly made me felt happy. After school time was what I always looked forward too. I could run away from Kacchan, met Shiki-san and spent some quality time with Mom.

Well, I'm really grateful that Kacchan didn't chase me down till my house.

I picked up my notebook laying still on my desk, smiling happily. All of a sudden, someone took away my blue notebook from my hand without permission. My stomach started to churn. I scaredly looked up to the devil that awaited to devour my soul.

Kacchan.

"We are not done talking yet, Deku." Kacchan said, looking down at me with his fiery ruby ryes. "Katsuki, what's that?" One of his two friends came. Kacchan showed to them my precious notebook.

"Huh? "Hero Analysis for The Future"? Pfft, seriously?!" The boy greyish-brown hair laughed at me. "Midoriya..." His black haired-friend smiled sarcastically, rubbing the back of his head.

"P-Please, give it back..." I stood up and tried to reach for my notebook but my stature was too short, compared to them boys. Kacchan acted much crueler and exploded my book with his Quirk.

I watched the book burnt in fear. "That's mean!! Give my book back!" I begged as I was on the verge of crying. Kacchan mercilessly threw my book out of the window. "WHAT?!NO!!" I shrieked in complete shock and panic.

Kacchan just stared at me with murderous intent filling in his crimson irises. "Most top first string heroes have stories about them from their school days. I want the shine of being able to be called the only students go make it into U.A. from this mediocre city junior high school. I mean, I'm a perfectionist." Kacchan said in prideful tone, wearing out the same smirk on his face that I already got sick with. Why did he kept smirking all the time?

Can he just smile normally like normal people?

Kacchan placed his smoking palm on my right shoulder. I shakily jerked my head looking at his palm in fear, tears began forming in my eyes. "So anyway, don't apply to U.A., nerd." Kacchan threatened before letting me go harhsly and walked away along with his friends, leaving me alone in the class.

"Come on, Midoriya. You could at least say something back."

"Don't say that. She is pathetic. She still can't face reality."

I just pretended not to hear their hurtful words, my body trembled in frustration. I really want to defy Kacchan but why can't I have the courage to do so?!

I heard Kacchan's footstep stopped stepping before he said the words that triggered me. "If you wanna be a hero that badly, there is a quick way to do it. Believe that you will be born with a Quirk in your next life and take a last chance dive off the roof!" He laughed mockingly. I could not take it anymore so I turned to look at Kacchan and was about to say something back. I was really mad at this rate since my teeth were grinding against each other.

But Kacchan already activated his explosion, glaring at me with intimidating vibes and smiling sadistically. "What?"

I froze there once again, not daring to fight back. Kacchan exited the class together with his pals.

Tears eventually trickled on my cheeks as I gripped the collar of my uniform. I dropped on my knees, crying profusely. Kacchan's words rang in my mind.

"Take a last chance dive off the roof!"

My tears fell on the tiled floor, trying to consume the meaning of his words.

If I really did it... Will I develop Quirk...?

I want a Quirk too... Even if it is a petty one... I just want to be equal with everyone else!!

All of sudden, Shiki-san's face popped up in my mind, hitting me with a rush of realization. I slowly got up and wiped the tears on my face away. There is no point sobbing and weeping anymore after all.

I can't act like this. I need...to be strong...

••••

Outside the school building...

Idiot! Idiot! If I really jumped, that would mean I instigated a suicide! Think before you speak next time, Kacchan!

Or someone will lost their life because of you...

I stopped my track when I reached the fish pond. My notebook was floating in the water. The fishes were trying to chew on it. I heaved a soft sigh and took it out of the water. "That's not fish food, stupid... That is my notebook... Stupid..."

Stupid... Stupid bastard...

I stood still near the pond as I recalled my childhood memories, when I was still a four year old child who eagerly waited for her Quirk to manifest.

I was only four back then... I really loved watching this one video that inspired me to be a hero...

A video of the greatest hero ever.

His words, the words that made me admired him, echoed and his image flashed in my mind.

"It's fine now. Why? Because I am here."

Because of him, I set a goal to be a hero! But...

My dream was crushed into milion pieces... Because of the fact I was Quirkless...

~~~~~

11 years ago...

Third Person's POV

The middle aged-man flipped through the record file of his patiebt before a silent sigh escaped his mouth. He put the file back on his table.

"You should probably give it up." He calmly told the two female greenettes. Little Izuku already turned into a white statue. The All Might figure in her hand fell on the floor.

Inko gasped in disbelief. "It can't be... Is something wrong with her after all? Most of the other kindergarteners' Quirks already manifasted... She is the only one..." She worriedly stated, her eyes fixated on the doctor.

"Excuse me, but you arr fourth generation, right, ma'am? May I ask about your Quirk?" Doctor asked the young mother. "Yes, of course. I can pull objects to me. My husband can breathe fire." Inko exclaimed, pulling the small All Might figure into her hand.

The old man nodded understandingly. "Normally, by age of four, he would have manifasted one of those Quirks, or some combination of the two." He cleared his throat for a bit before continuing. "In the past, when superpowers first started to show up, the results of an early research study were published. It became common practice to see if the pinky toe was missing a joint or not. When parts of the body aren't used, they are deemed unneseccsary. People who didn't have the joint were thought to be a newly evolved form." He then shifted his eyes to a picture of X-ray result.

The doctor pointed to the picture, catching Inko's attention. "You can see by looking at this x-ray that Izuku has two joints. It is unusual to see that these days but that means she has no Quirk." As soon as he finished his words, Izuku froze in shock. Her eyes were wide open and her body was trembling. She could hardly believe this cruel fact.

But what can a four year old child do? Oppose her cruel destiny by creating an imaginary dream? Yes, that was her only choice. Even though it would hurt her inside, that was the only way to escape from her fate, her undeniable fate.

••••

Midoriya's residence,
Izuku's room...

The heartbroken little girl sat in front of the computer, silently watching her favourite video. The proud laugh coming from the greatest hero, All Might, echoed in the dark, gloomy room.

Inko turned to look at her daughter in sadness. She didn't know how to comfort her.

"Mom..." Izuku's soft, adorable voice spoke out. "He savss everyone with a smile, no matter what trouble they are in... He is such a cool hero..." She croaked out. She slowly spinned the wheeled-chair facing her mother now.

Inko's heart broke apart when the innocent child's fat tears leaked out of her big emerald eyes. Upon seeing the girl cried, tears seeped from Inko's eyes too.

Izuku pointed her slender, delicate finger to the lit up computer screen, her crystal fat tears rolling down her freckled cheeks and a painful smile tugged on her lips. "Can I... Be a hero, too...?" She uttered in hopefulness.

Inko slowly stepped toward her daughter. She sprinted to her at the last minute and hugged Izuku very tightly. "I'm sorry, Izuku! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She cried out in heartbreak. She had no other choice. She lost hope. She couldn't help her only daughter, her lovely child that she had with her husband. Her emerald.

"I'm sorry..." Was the only phrases leaving her mouth, their cries echoed in the dark room...

...while a pair of black irises watching them in extreme guilt from outside his beloved daughter's room...

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AN- UwU, another update! I'm sorry, I was just very hyped right now! Might as well update more tomorrow- XD