Izuku has had a bad day.

Of course he was kidding he didn't have a bad day, he had a bad life. A horrible one.

But today yes, he had a bad day, more bad than bad, possibly the worst day he's had ever since he was 4 when that teacher who had a face and voice like a horse told everyone proudly that he was quirkless, expecting everyone to take in the news with good graces and I don't know- not bully the poor defenseless kid that anyone can make fun of now for literally being the only kid in class without a quirk?

Kids are cruel, and adults are cruel for being idiots who lead to that cruelty.

Either way, Izuku has had a bad day.

First of all, he woke up, took a shower before seeing that the bar soap he liked to use was this thin, brittle, bendable and tiny, a poor excuse of a soap and a shadow of its once former glory. He could go out of the shower, if he remembers he left the newly bought soap in the kitchen but he's forgotten his towel too which is equally as frustrating.

So he had a shower with a tiny piece of soap and it was uncomfortable, the only comfort he had was that the soap dissolved when he was rubbing it on his thighs which were damn thick from just how much he's been running away from the bullshit and problems life has threw at him one by one at this early morning.

Was that an exaggeration? No. Izuku went to have cereal afterward, and had a spoonful in his mouth before spitting it back out due to the disgusting, sourness of spoiled milk.

He really needs to clean it out. He throws away the spoiled carton of milk and dumps his cereal down the drain, it was the only option, it's been tainted by the sourness of milk.

His appetite gone, he just stuffs some biscuits in his bag and then leaves the house, on his way to school. And oh boy, on his way to school.

He sees Kacchan on the way to school.

It isn't that bad, but he was distracted so he ended up stepping on dog shit and hitting his face on a pole- from the noise of the metal clunking to his head, Katsuki catches him in the middle of making eye contact with him and gives him a smug smirk like he knows what happened- Katsuki ends up thunking his head on a pole too and Izuku makes the run for it.

Izuku's fast, nimble, and he has great thighs but nothing's as great as golden boy's quirk so soon he ends up, ass up face down the ground, a foot on his back- thankfully his gakuran is black. He glares at Katsuki- tries too but the ground is too busy making out with him and Katsuki's too busy letting off his sadistic fantasies to Izuku's poor body.

He got off with a couple of scratches to his cheek and arms and legs and all over and maybe not a couple, a lot but it's nothing he's not used to. He sits up and marches with stride to his school before tripping the first step, getting another cackle of out of Katsuki.

Jerk.

He huffs and stands up before getting to school. Finally.

School is fine, he can handle school. He can handle the writings on his desk and people intentionally tripping him. It's not like he can do anything and it's not like anyone really wants to do anything so who is he to complain? It's just the platter life served him and he has no choice but to eat whatever's on it.

Also, remember how adults are cruel because they're ignoramus idiotic pieces of shit?

"Looks like Izuku wants to go to UA!" The teacher laughed merrily. There was a moment of silence and Izuku desperately embraces it before it's gone in a second as everyone snapped their heads to his direction, cruel smiles and smirks on their faces.

"I-I... I just thought...." he wrote that answer at the start of the school year, not knowing any better, when he was still that bright-eyed, quirk and hero loving kid. He's still the same, but perhaps without that previous shine in his eyes and without any hope remaining left, "t-thought I can try it, you know?" He shrugged.

The silence was eerie before the whole class howled with laughter, Izuku quickly drowned them out with a sigh.

"Give it up Deku! There's only one person going to UA from this school and it's me!" Katsuki screams.

Well he has given it up, Kacchan is an idiot. He can kiss UA's ass if he wants and rub his ass on its walls, Izuku doesn't give a shit, he's tired, his day is terrible and the spoiled milk someone dumped on the sleeves of his gakuran still stinks.

The laughter and snickers didn't stop, everyone glanced and sneered at him throughout the class. At the end of it, though they were quiet, Izuku knew. Another day to be the laughing stock of the school, his stomach churned and his face paled, he doesn't want to go back here tomorrow, he can only imagine what kind of shit he'll have to deal with tomorrow when the gossip's gone out that the only quirkless kid in the school is aiming for UA.

He sighed, about to stand up when he jumps back at the hand slamming at the table of his desk, there were still charred marks from it, this wasn't the first time this happened, and it sure won't be the last.

He looked up and saw burning rubies, staring back at him. He knew that look, Katsuki's pissed, and Izuku's the perfect outlet for his anger- coincidentally, Izuku's probably also the source of his anger.

"K-Kacchan." He managed to squeak out.

"Deku." He replied, before colder words were said.

"There's no way you can be a hero, give it up or jump off the roof, maybe the gods will take mercy on you and give you a quirk on your next life."

 Izuku stilled, looking up at him, pale. He's never gone this far before.

"I mean, face it. You're not going to get far in life, who would hire a useless, quirkless freak anyways? Might as well get if over with right now." He added, rubbing salt to the wound as if it wasn't enough already.

Thanks Kacchan.

Asshole.

'Thanks of reminding me just how shitty my circumstances are, not that I don't already know.' Izuku said, in his head of course, if he said it out loud Katsuki might just kill him just as is.

Still, that was the answer, right? Katsuki was right, the quicker you're in of it the quicker you're out.

Perhaps it's because he's had a horrible day that the moment Katsuki leaves, he stands up as well, he leaves his bag by his desk, he has no intentions of going back for it.

The terror he'll have to face tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that, and the day after- he didn't even want to think about it, he laughed. Yeah, it was laughable how miserable he is, he should just jump off, that'll make things easier in the long run, it's not like he has a mother to come home for anyone and it's not like he has a face to imagine despair of having his son dead for his father.

This is fine.

He walked up the roof, thoughts swirling around in his head, he's really going for it huh? He's been told he's reckless- well he'll show them who's reckless. He takes off his shoes, places them neatly on the floor before he climbs over the rails.

He didn't take a look down before he lets his body fall.

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[ Hewwo! Original author here, it seems like some kinda glitch deleted the story ( s a d ) so I'm trying to rewrite it???? It's probably not as good as the first one though OTL I'm sorry idk hopefully Wattpad will give it back ( pls give it back Wattpad PLS ) and while that's happening, have this rewrite of it, my writing style has changed quite a bit though so it's definitely not the same and I haven't updated in a long while so I might not know the original sequence of events ( any rereaders of the story- if u can help with the sequence it's appreciated as I'll try to write it back uwu ) ]