sOME SEMI QUICK NOTES BEFORE WE START:

- This is the english dub, and it will continue to be at least until i get to where i was before in the script

- I went totally overboard in the dialogue section aND I AM SO SORRY

It's a react fic, but jesus christ I went over the top

There'll probably be less in the future I am so sorry 3ehardjfkl (unless??)

- Thirteen is referred to as "she" and "her" because, although originally labelled as a non-gendered character, she's been confirmed to be a female (according to the bnha wiki)

- I don't hate Bakugou - in fact, he's one of my favorite characters

However, he gets a wHOoOoOlE lot of trash on this chapter (mostly from dadzawa heheh) 

don't worry though, as soon as you're about to die from bakugou-shaming, he gets some redemption TM

- I incorporated angst into a watching fic... yikes B)

- Remember, this is still just after the sports festival, so Izuku is still kinda like... wiThDraWN? idk... and bakugou's a dingus (ngl tho, I did make Izu a lot more sad or whatever because angst factor TM... sorry ;,D)

I am nothing more than the queen of angst ;,D

god xD

love making bad decisions and posting this randomly B)

anYWAYS

lEtS cONtINuE (if you dont die, lmk! :D)

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After a brief pause in which Aizawa caught the remote and sent a glare towards a sheepish Kaminari, the show began.

The lights seemed to dim by themselves, allowing everyone to settle in (at least semi) comfortably, though the pros knew better than to be completely off guard.

Once the dimming had ceased, the screen brightened and the sound of a sobbing child began to echo throughout the room. Just as the auditorium tensed, Izuku appeared before them in child form, crying and shaking as he stood in front of a fallen child.

"Deku?" Uraraka asked worriedly, "What happened?"

The boy offered a small, sad smile rather than answering with words, causing her to shift uneasily.

"Why are you being so mean? You're making him cry, Kaachan!" the boy yelled out, voice trembling. And, despite the fact that he could barely stand, he shifted into a basic battle stance - no doubt inspired by various media sources - and he took in a deep breath. "If... If you keep hurting him, I'll... I'll uh... I'll stop you myself!"

Kaminari raised a brow. "Kacchan...? Isn't that?"
Kirishima, along with the majority of Class 1A and some faculty, turned towards Bakugou, who simply crossed his arms and looked away with an annoyed huff.

"Bakubro...," the redhead mumbled, though there were no further words about the situation.

The blonde - clearly Bakugou, as they had expected - scoffed while his friends snickered to either side. "You wanna pretend to be a hero?" He raised his palm, allowing explosions to dance about his skin. "You don't stand a chance without a quirk, Deku." He tossed the boy a mocking smile before launching towards him, only for the screen to cut to black.

The screen began to brighten once again, revealing a beaten and bruised Midoriya laying on the concrete - clearly only half awake. The sun beamed down on his crippled body, burns riddling his skin as the boy he protected cried and begged for him to get up.

Izuku, however, simply remained still, staring tiredly at the sky.

"Shouta," Hizashi said quietly, gesturing towards his hand.

Aizawa looked down to find that his knuckles were whitening as he gripped the side of his seat, teeth gritted. After a brief moment, he relaxed his hand, but didn't bother to hide his rage otherwise.

Not only did Bakugou use his quirk in public, but he nearly hospitalized a kid!

"Bakugou," he said in a calm voice, though it held an iciness that no one in 1A had heard before. "This is not acceptable behavior from a student, and if you ever dare to pull a stunt like that again, you will not see the light of day - much less the halls of U.A."

The blonde stared at the man with wide eyes before turning, clearly thrown off but refusing to show it. It most certainly didn't help that the majority of the room was looking at him with disgust in their eyes.

All Might, however, looked more pained than anything. He knew that they were childhood friends - that much Midoriya told him. He also knew that they didn't get along much anymore. But...

His heart ached with the thought that his protege had to go through such an ordeal.

"G-guys," Izuku spoke up, "Please. Kacchan's not like that anymore. I'm fine."
All Might turned towards the boy, a slight surprise visible behind his eyes. "Young Midoriya..."

"Little Listener," Hizashi said sternly, "Even if Bakugou has changed, his behavior is still in no way okay. Remember that."
The boy's brows raised by a fraction, bringing about an unsettling feeling to Aizawa.

"He's right, Midoriya," he restated. "You're not alone, alright?"

"Yes. If you're having any troubles, just let the U.A. staff know, and we'll deal with it," Nezu said with a small smile, somehow drinking tea that wasn't even worth asking about.

"Ah... Thank you," the boy nodded, though he still didn't seem entirely convinced - and that most certainly wasn't right.

Still, Aizawa simply sighed, turning towards the screen. He'd be lying if he had said he didn't shoot the occasional glance towards the boy, though.

Here's the sad truth. All men are not created equal. When I was four years old, I learned that some kids have more power than others.

The screen switched to middle-school Izuku, running through the streets. But that won't hold me back. If anything, it pushes me to do better!

"At least he knows that much," Aizawa sighed, lips barely twitching upwards.

On the other hand, All Might gave a warm smile, enjoying the slight relief that came with the boy's determination.

"You go, Deku," Uraraka smiled, playfully punching the boy in the arm.

"It's amazing how you're so filled with determination," Yaoyorozu laughed, and for some reason, the word 'Megalovania' popped into Kaminari's head.

Izuku blushed slightly. "I've got to have some, yeah?"

Mirio grinned. "Ah, the beauties of youth."

"Who are you?" Nejire snorted, "Maito Gai?"

Tamaki groaned. "Wrong universe."

Sero yelled back annoyedly, causing everyone to grow quiet. "Hey, I only have so much tape!"

He glanced cheerfully at the sky, speeding up to find himself at a villain attack. A shark-man growled, causing a grin to widen on Izuku's face. The screen then became green, displaying Izuku's title card.

Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose after sighing. "Did you seriously go out looking for trouble?"

Izuku laughed nervously. "Uhh...."

"Hey," Midnight shrugged, giving a slight laugh, "How else would he fill out those villain notebooks?"

The green-haired boy tossed her a smile, receiving a thumbs up in return.

"You know," Hatsume mused, "I could probably use those to make some beautiful babies..."
Ojiro looked nervous. "Uh... babies?"

Power Loader sighed. "It's what she calls her inventions. You'll get used to it."

Iida shuddered at the thought of the Sports Festival. "I remember all too well.."

Tsukauchi laughed. "As for the villain hunting, it's not illegal in any way unless Midoriya actively pursued them in order to stop them." After a moment, he added, "Not that it was safe. - just not illegal."

Aizawa sighed, causing both Tsukauchi and Midoriya to give awkward smiles. "Don't encourage him."

Once again, the screen panned out, revealing that he was located at Tatooin station, in which police were cordoning off the area as the civilians watched on. "Woah!" he marvelled at the villain, "That's one huge supervillain!"

"I wouldn't exactly call him a super villain," Midnight snorted, causing Izuku to blush and laugh nervously.

"Ah well... I guess I hadn't seen much worse in person before." He paused for a moment, a trace of a frown on his lips as the USJ crossed his mind, but he quickly shook it off and returned to his smiley self. "Besides!" he grinned, "Seeing heroes in action is always cool!'

"As one could see from those hero notebooks," Shinso smirked.

"Impressive ones," Aizawa reminded.

"Hey," Hizashi chuckled, "It doesn't change the fact that he's a fanboy."

Izuku blinked, thinking of his room and realized that it'd soon show that his love for heroes could be stronger than they had expected. Ah...

Ending the preview, the intro began to play, music audible throughout the cinema. All Might's figure appeared as Midoriya reached out to him, followed by each of the U.A. students' title cards.

"Nice music," Jiro commented, lip twitching upwards.

"And we're all there!" Sero grinned.

Ojiro gave a slight sigh. "Though not for long... I feel like a side character..."

Kaminari shrugged with a smirk. "I'll take what I can get."

The music slowed down as the screen faded into a rainy day, in which Izuku walked sadly on a bridge. His hero notebooks flashed on screen as he continued walking, looking down in an upset manner.

"What's wrong, Deku?' Uraraka asked with a frown.

Izuku chewed the inside of his cheek, thinking of the events that had transpired so quickly during the time that was being shown. "Ah... It's..." He smiled awkwardly, "You'll see."

She looked on with a twinge of worry, but still nodded before facing the screen.

His red shoes stopped on the screen, a pile of the notebooks falling from the sky, revealing a younger version of Izuku and Bakugou. The boys then switched places, revealing their teen selves, and eventually them fighting in their hero costumes.

"The training," Kaminari sighed. "One of the coolest fights and we never even heard what happened."
"You will now," Izuku pointed out, only realizing how bad that was after he said it.

Bakugou tensed slightly, but everyone was too busy getting excited over seeing all of the fights to care.

Tomura Shigaraki reached out to the screen as All Might clenched his fist, wiping out the villains that were coming for him. A fight with Nomu ensued, with All Might rapidly punching the bird-like creature's chest. Kurogiri appeared for a brief second before Aizawa began taking out more villains, his scarf wildly shooting about the screen.

"The USJ...," Tokoyami commented, a slight darkness in his voice.

"That was...," Aoyama said a bit sadly, "Less than magnifique."
"Agreed," the majority of the class mumbled.

Nejire tilted her head. "Oh yeah, I heard about that. What happened?"

"You'll see," Aizawa replied gruffly, causing a lot of the audience to sigh simultaneously.

"I have a feeling I won't like it...," Tamaki mumbled.

Midoriya ran forwards in his school outfit, Uraraka and several other classmates gliding through the air and showing off their abilities as Izuku's hero costume appeared on his person. He punched forwards, All Might's and his fist switching between each other as the rest of the students flashed on screen, poised for battle. At the end, Class 1A, along with All Might, were shown in front of U.A., looking onwards.

Iida raised a brow. "Is there a reason your fist is switching with All Might's, Midoriya?"

Izuku looked away nervously. "Uhhh..."
"Coincidence?" All Might shrugged awkwardly, causing Nighteye to internally facepalm.

Kaminari narrowed his eyes. "Coincidence?! I think not!"

"I think you should probably stay off Reddit for a few days, Jamming Whey," Jiro rolled her eyes.

The boy feigned being offended. "How could you even suggest such a thing?!"

Jiro blinked as if saying 'You are an idiot. This is exactly why.' without even open her mouth, though Kaminari was no doubt too dense to figure that out.

The intro finished, a blinding light flashed, revealing a hospital. Izuku's voice narrated the event of the first quirk. The first incident was in Qing Qing city. An extraordinary child was born, who radiated light. The baby appeared, his father looking on, terrified.

"How... How do you know that?" Sero asked confusedly.

"Quirk studies. It was an extra class," Izuku laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Most people didn't take it since they didn't care. But y'know, without a qu- Er..." He paused for a moment, "I... I just wanted to learn as much as I could."

"Impressive," Nezu smiled.

The boy offered a smile of his own. "Not really. I just really like studying quirks so I find out as much as I can."

"As we can see from your notebooks," Jiro mentioned, lips quirked into a smile.

"...Exactly," he replied, giving a slight laugh.

Nezu shook his head. "It's impressive nonetheless. Not many people would bother with the topic. You, however, took the time to learn more. That's impressive in its own right. And," he said, noticing that Izuku was about to speak up, "I won't take any more denial from you."

"Ah...," the boy blushed. "Y-yes, sir..."

Aizawa showed the hint of a frown. His analytical skills are more than impressive, and yet he still lacks an incredible amount of confidence. With his quirk and genius, he should be oozing with arrogance. And yet... The man sighed, shaking his head.

Quickly, many quirk-users appeared on screen, showcasing their abilities. After that, reports of people with superpowers popped up across the globe. No one knew what was causing these quirks. Before long, the supernatural became the new normal. Dreams were a reality. The world became a superhuman society.

Transitioning from the previous image of Earth, All Might began walking across the screen. About 80% of the population possesses some uncanny ability. Our streets look like scenes from comic books. All Might's cape flowed as he stepped into a door emanating light. As cities swirled with chaos and confusion, a new profession dominated our collective consciousness.

"Hard to believe that not everyone has a quirk now," Kirishima mentioned offhandedly, not noticing the way that Midoriya looked away.

"Nowadays," Tsukauchi said, "The quirkless population mostly consists of the elderly. Quirkless children are quite rare." His eyes flicked towards Midoriya, attempting to send him a soft smile, but he frowned once he realized that the boy wasn't looking.

All Might furrowed his brows in concern, watching the boy until he finally turned. Upon noticing that several people in the room were looking at him in concern, he sat upwards, putting on a strained smile.

Not that it was enough to ease them.

"Do you know somebody that's quirkless or something?" Mina asked out of the blue.

Midoriya sat upwards, eyes wide. "W-what?"

"Every time somebody mentions being quirkless, you look away," she mentioned. "I just assumed you knew someone without a quirk."

The boy stiffened, and Bakugou rolled his eyes. "Yeah. I knew him too," the blonde said, causing Izuku to stare at him in fear. However, much to the freckled boy's surprise, his childhood friend didn't elaborate.

"Do you still know him?" Sero asked curiously.

Hagakure frowned - though it wasn't like anyone could see her - before sighing. "I couldn't imagine being without my quirk..."

Izuku looked away. "Yeah, he's still around. He was always bullied in school, though." he boy felt his throat become dry as he mumbled under his breath. "Even by his only friend."

Bakugou just barely twitched as he heard Izuku's whisper. He was sure nobody else heard it - and that nobody noticed the look in his eyes that somehow showed a lack of emotion.

"Poor kid...," Mina mumbled.

All Might shot the boy a concerned look, heart falling, but his protege didn't bother looking over.

"We apologize for asking, Midoriya," Yaoyorozu smiled kindly. "I'm sure nobody meant any harm by it."
Izuku sighed before putting on a smile. He supposed there was no reason to keep it from anyone at the moment, but he just wanted that freedom a little longer. "Yeah. It's fine."

The shark-man once again appeared on screen, trashing the area. He stood atop an elevated highway, growling as he smashed down fixtures. It was an age of heroes.

A hero, recognized as Death Arms by a citizen, rushed in, catching a large, steel beam.

"Way to go, Death Arms!"

"Didn't you have your internship with him, Jiro?" Hagakure asked.

Jiro nodded, smiling sheepishly. "Yeah. It was pretty hard to keep up with, though."

Yaoyorozu smiled thoughtfully. "I'm sure you got used to it." Her brows furrowed after a moment, lips pursed. "Mine wasn't exactly the best..."
Ojiro turned his head. "What was wrong with your internship?"

"Well..." She paused before waving her hand, "Maybe you'll see later. In short, I didn't exactly learn all that much..."
Aizawa sighed. "I believe I remember who you interned with. If I'm right, I apologize for that. I would've warned you but I assumed she'd at least be able to put her fame aside for the time being."

"Oh, its fine, sir!" Yaoyorozu replied embarrassedly, "It wasn't all bad. And it wasn't your fault, either!" She smiled, thinking of how her and Kendo were able to support each other, at the very least. "I did manage to make a friend, too."

While Aizawa nodded, Midnight turned towards him. "Who was it?" she questioned quietly.

He gave a simple answer. "Uwabami."

Midnight's expression soured. "Ah."

"Yeah."

"What's wrong with her?" Hizashi asked, brow raised.

Aizawa tossed a glance towards Midnight and shook his head, causing her to roll her eyes and turn towards the blonde. "She's not a bad hero - actually, she's quite adept at her job... That is when she's actually doing it. She just doesn't know the right balance between heroics and her modelling jobs. Not to mention, she's not great with children."
Hizashi nodded after a moment. "I see." Midnight, of course, often did her own modelling, but she, at the very least, knew how to stay on top of her heroics as well.

"The punching hero! I wish I had a quirk that made me super strong!"

An officer's eyes widened as the screen panned to show a hero that resembled a firefighter. "Everyone, please stay back! This area is far too dangerous!"

"Woah, the rescue specialist, Backdraft is here?!" a citizen gushed.

"Oh!" Uraraka beamed. "I love that guy! And," she smiled at the space hero, "Thirteen, of course."
Thirteen blushed under her suit, smiling. "Thank you..."

"Uraraka," she said, laughing awkwardly.

"Yes," Thirteen nodded, mimicking Uraraka's awkward laughter. "Thank you, Uraraka."

"You two are too nervous for your own good," Present Mic chuckled, causing both to blush - though, Thirteen's couldn't be seen from under her suit.

"Ochaco," Tsuyu said after a moment, catching the girl's attention. "Do you particularly like rescue heroes, then?"

Uraraka blinked before registering what the girl said. "Huh? Oh! Yeah," she nodded, smiling. "I think I'm probably gonna go for rescue, so..."

"That would be good for your quirk," Izuku mentioned before resigning himself to mutters. "Like in a destroyed area, you could float away debris, or at least lift it off of people. You could also make people lighter and therefore easier to carry... It could even be used on other heroes so they could get into the wrec-"

"Midoriya," Jiro said, causing the boy's head to snap upwards curiously. She gave a slight laugh at his wide eyes. "You were muttering again."

The boy's eyes slowly widened before he frantically shook his hands. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to ramble. Or interrupt anyone. Or-"
"Midoriya, nobody's mad at you," Todoroki said bluntly.

"If anything," Iida smiled, "Your observations are quite interesting."

Izuku blinked as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "...Really?"

Mina snorted. "Of course. You can't tell me you never noticed how crazy accurate you are."
"Uh...," the boy paused, brows knitting together. "Not really..."

Aizawa stirred with his last remark, eyes turned towards the boy. Slowly, he noticed that All Might was staring at the boy as well - though with a sort of sad look of understanding in his eyes. The black-haired man furrowed his brows, though just barely. Does he know...? If so, why has he never said anything...?

"Anyways!" Midoriya said out of the blue, not exactly appreciating that all eyes were on him again, "We should probably continue. We don't know how much time we have here and... Yeah."

Hound Dog's (U.A.'s guidance counselor) eyes flicked towards Aizawa, and he knew they were both thinking similarly. After a brief nod, the two turned back towards the screen, waiting for further information.

Another one chimed in, "He'll make sure we're okay!"

"This guy must be pretty desperate to go full-monster in the middle of the city," an onlooker commented, turning towards the man next to him, "You know what happened?"

Sighing, the man responded. "Just some amateur. Stole someone's bag and got himself cornered."

"A quirk like that and he's just a petty thief..."

Izuku pushed past the crowd, hearing another conversation as a man talked on the phone. "I got held up. Another villain! I'm not sure when I'm going to make it into the office."

"It's interesting to see how normalized villain attacks have become," Nezu mentioned, sipping his mysterious endless supply of tea. "Years ago, this would be regarded as something horrifying."

"Well with people like All Might," Kaminari grinned, "People don't really need to worry!" Just as Aizawa was about to sigh, the boy laughed awkwardly. "Though that's not to say they can protect everyone..."
The class shared a collective nod. After all, they were experienced with villains.

"Agh," Tamaki hid himself in his hands. "I think I'd die if I came into contact with villains like that so soon..."

"Don't be like that," Nejire rolled her eyes, punching the boy playfully. "You're strong. You would've done fine."

Mirio offered a smile. "Nejire's right. Though," he admitted, "I wouldn't want to have to go through that either.

Mei began to grin. "I have absolutely no idea what you guys are talking about it, but if this means that I can make more of my precious babies, I'm all for everyone learning more about villains!"

Shinso stared at her blankly. "Did you just say that you want them to be attacked?"

"Of course not," she said, brushing him off. "Just that they should learn, is all."

Though when it came to her 'babies,' nobody could be sure.

A few people looked surprised as fangirls began screaming. "AHH! IT'S KAMUI! WE'RE YOUR BIGGEST FANS!"

The wooden hero rushed towards the shark-man, dodging each of his attacks.

"GET AWAY FROM ME OR I'LL BREAK YOUR NECK!" the shark roared.

Kirishima crossed his arms. "Not manly."
Bakugou rolled his eyes at him. "He's a villain, dumbass."
The redhead paused before brushing him off. "Still. Not manly."

And by that point the blonde felt a headache coming on - courtesy of the entire class - and decided to drop it despite his annoyance.

Izuku made it to the front of the crowd, earning a glance from the man next to him. "Awww, this is gonna be good!" Kamui swung upwards, landing on a steel beam. "It's Kamui Woods! He may be new, but he's making a big name for himself!"

"I see that the inner fanboy never dies," Present Mic chuckled.

Rather than getting embarrassed, Izuku beamed. "Yeah! I used to really love seeing heroes fight!" After a moment, he blinked. "Well, I still do, but with class and everything, I don't have all that much time."

"Well," Mirio grinned, "When you and your class finally get to your internships, you'll be able to train and see some villains in action!"

Nejire beamed. "Oh, yeah, yeah! It's sooo cool! I mean," she said, "It's not cool to see people getting hurt. You have to save them - that's important. But it's still super fulfilling and stuff to help!"

Izuku paused for a moment, glancing towards a stiff Iida, but chose not to say anything. Todoroki tossed him a knowing glance, and the boy's lip twitched. Despite the whole ordeal, they were right. It did feel good to actually help. He shook his head, giving a slight smile. "Yeah."

"One look at that dopey grin and I know what you are," the man next to him began, pointing his finger at Izuku. "A fanboy!"

The boy nervously looked downwards. "Uh... Sorta... Heheh..."

Present Mic raised a brow, smirking as he pointed towards Tsukauchi - who had the book placed under his chair. "'Sort of.'"

Tsukauchi gave a slight chuckle once he realized what was going on, prompting quite a few people to toss knowing smiles towards Midoriya.

Izuku laughed. "I get it, I get it."

Nighteye, unbeknownst to most of the auditorium, sighed. "Izuku Midoriya...," he mumbled, causing Mirio to glance over silently.

Moving from Izuku, the screen switched back to Kamui, who was running up the villain's arm. He launched towards him, stretching out his wooden limb and latching onto the shark's wrist. Swinging upwards and releasing, he found himself atop a nearby surface.

"Assault, robbery, and the illegal use of powers during rush hour traffic!" He raised his hand to his face, dramatically saying, "You are the incarnation of evil!" The hero's arm began to grow, splintering off of the limb.

Aizawa blinked. "You're kidding."

Vlad King sighed, though there was a slight smile present on his face at the sight of Aizawa's absolute annoyance. "Rookies."
"Can't blame him," Cementoss chuckled. "It's not like most new pros come into contact with the worse villains."

Ectoplasm gave a slight nod. "Good thing, too. Wouldn't want new heroes jumping straight into the worst part of the fray before they even have a chance to find their footing."
Nezu smiled. "Well put, Ectoplasm."

"Look, there!" Izuku pointed, "There's his special move!"

The man next to him cupped his mouth, "C'mon tree-man, show us something flashy!"

"I-"
"I swear, Shou," Midnight deadpanned him, "If you were about to say something about flashy-moves being irrational, I will steal your coffee.'

The man narrowed his eyes before grumbling to himself under his breath.

"Eraser does have a point, though," Snipe mentioned. "It's not all about looking cool."
"Though," Vlad King offered, "It can help to bring peace to people's minds. Which is why All Might," he flicked his eyes towards the surprised man, "Is regarded as a symbol."
Cementoss nodded. "You have to find a balance."

Izuku and Kamui began reciting the move in unison. "The preemptive... Binding... Lacquered chain prison!"

"I can't believe you can remember the exact move," Kaminari laughed.

Before Izuku could speak, Kirishima laughed awkwardly. "To be fair, I know the moves of my favorite hero."
"But," Mina mentioned, "Midori's favorite hero is All Might - not Kamui Woods." She raised her brows teasingly towards the boy, causing him to blush, "He's just a fanboy."

And while they were teasing the 'damn nerd,' Bakugou was quiet - and definitely not because he knew a whole lot of hero moves too.

Kamui launched his attack, only to be outshined by a woman kicking the villain down. "CANYON CANNON!"

"I hate her," Midnight grumbled.

The teachers collectively sighed. We know.

Shinso furrowed his brows. "She jumped in just to steal the catch..."
Aizawa rolled his eyes. "Heroes are like that. Fighting for captures like a competition."
"If you're new, it's hard to make it in the business," Midoriya mentioned, further showcasing his hero knowledge. "That's why heroes compete so much."

Shinso paused before taking the information with a nod - though still bitter about how heroes were just competing with each other for the hell of it while he was trying his damn best to even be respected as a human being half the time.

The onlookers stared as she landed, leaving Kamui to stand there awkwardly. Photographers moved to the front, creepily taking pictures of the heroine. "Money shot, money shot."

"...I choose to ignore whatever the hell is going on here," Sero said.

After a moment of silence, a few surprised looks were shot in Mineta's direction

"What?" he asked.

Ojiro stared at him. "We kind of thought you'd say something."
The boy looked away, shivering. "Yeah, not after that hell the demon put me through..."

"Though we will need to talk if it's such a common occurrence that the rest of the class expects this kind of behavior," Aizawa warned, eyes narrowed.

"A-ah!" Mineta gulped. "Y-yes sir..."

"Piece of cake for the world's next hottest hero!" she grinned, turning around. "Hi there everyone, I'm Mt. Lady." She stressed her words out, clearly trying to appear in a certain light. "And you don't have to worry about this bum," she winked, "Anymore."

"Agh," Midnight said sourly, "It's just like her to accept any sort of attention."

"Also," Present Mic scoffed, "That pun was awful!"

Aizawa blinked. "Is that really all you gathered from that?"

"I'm a pun master, Shouta," the blonde said matter-of-factly. "I wouldn't tarnish my name with such an awful one."
Rather than reply, Aizawa simply stared at the man before letting out a long, heavy sigh.

"Guess you're not a fan, then," Mic smirked. "I-"
"If you try to tell me a pun, I will not hesitate to strangle you," the man said, expression and tone unchanging.

Present Mic looked mildly offended and was about to open his mouth to call his bluff, only for Tsukauchi to discreetly lean over and tell the blonde that Aizawa was, in fact, not lying.

And so the cockatoo decided to close his mouth since he quite liked his head attached to his neck, thank you very much.

The photographers continued taking pictures as onlookers cheered, while Izuku rifled through his bag and Kamui looked glum. "Wait... She's getting all the credit?"

Aizawa tossed an unhidden glance towards All Might. "Unfortunately, limelight hero work is a popularity contest.

All Might looked mildly offended. "Hey..."

"Don't worry about it," Midnight laughed, "He teases people he admires and likes the most."
Aizawa growled at her, considering making a threat but deciding against it when he received a glance from Tsukauchi.

Mt. Lady waved, shrinking as Midoriya narrated. With the rise of superpowers came an explosive increase in criminal activity. While governments were trying to figure out how to reform laws with quirks in mind, courageous people started performing heroic acts to keep our city safe. Protecting us against villains who abused their powers for evil.

The screen showed heroes, along with the bound shark villain. With overwhelming public support, heroes found an official place as peacekeepers, overseen by the government. Those who performed the best were paid the most and got all the fame and glory. Their careers depended on their ability to stay in the spotlight.

"Yeah - I can't wait to be a hero!" Kirishima beamed before his expression slightly fell. "Too bad my quirk isn't all that flashy..."

Before any teachers could even speak, Izuku was on the case. "No, your quirk is so cool, Kirishima! Like, you can work in both offense and defense. And partnered with a heavy hitter like...," He glanced at his childhood friend, who looked a bit surprised at the mention of his name, "Kacchan or someone similar, you could really do a lot! Plus, with your awesome personality, I'm sure you could be a limelight hero."

"I s-"
"Even if you couldn't be, there's always underground heroics," Izuku continued rambling, "Like what Aizawa-Sensei does. They aren't super well-known, of course, but they can get around a lot more. They can even choose their hours. That comes with the disadvantage of an unreliable pay, though... Really it dep-"

"Midoriya," Kirishima laughed, causing the boy to smile sheepishly.

"Sorry... I got a little carried away."

The boy grinned, shaking his head. "Nah. It's pretty manly of you to jump into helping me so quickly like that. And you're right - I can just be a little hard on myself sometimes." His eyes flickered with a sort of reawakening sadness, but before Izuku could comment, his expression morphed back into a happy one. "Thanks, man!"

"Ah...," Izuku paused before offering a smile. "Thanks to you, too. I'm glad I could help!"

"A true hero," Uraraka mused teasingly, causing the boy to laugh.

All Might gave an amused smile towards the interaction. At least he's more confident now. And..., he paused for a moment, a fatherly aura about him. They're right, Young Midoriya. You really are a true hero.

And after all Nighteye complained about the boy, he had to admit - watching somebody's show really made you want to root for them.

...Though he wouldn't tell anybody that.

Izuku examined the crack left by the woman's landing. "Gigantification," he mumbled to himself, writing in his book, "She's definitely got the looks and attitude to be a crowd favorite, and her quirk is really showy, but it'll be kinda hard for her to get around in the city without damaging lots of things. That means... She might not be very useful."

"Blunt but perceptive," Nezu chuckled.

"Ahh, I didn't mean any harm!" Izuku panicked. "I ju-"

Aizawa stared at the boy, lips in a straight line. "We know, Midoriya."
"Yeah, you're too much of a cinnamon roll," Mina shrugged.

"Though," Uraraka shivered, "If you were a sinnamon roll and you had all that information about us, I'd think twice about making you angry."

Izuku turned red. "Wh-what?!"

"Yeah," Kirishima said offhandedly, "If you were a villain we'd probably all lose."
"Why are yo-"

"Or maybe," Hagakure offered, "He'd get a million redemptions because his heart is good and a certain author can't commit."
"Wait a m-"

"GOD DAMN IT!" Sero shouted, pulling some tape from his elbow. "I thought we were done with this..."

"What's that, fanboy?" the man from earlier addressed him, "You takin' notes over there? Wanna be a hero too, huh?"

Izuku turned around, a large smile on his face as he cheeks tinted pink. "Yes! More than anything!"

Mina dramatically sunk into her chair, grasping at the air. "Too... pure..."

"Yeah, Deku," Uraraka laughed, "It's so amazing how determined you are."
Kirishima nodded, grinning. "Super manly."

Izuku blushed, resembling a tomato more than a human. "I-uh... Ah..."

While laughter was passed around - courtesy of his happy stuttering - Shinso just barely lowered his head, lips pressed into a thin line. Midoriya did work hard. But he was handed such a powerful quirk - no doubt giving him the confidence he needed. Yet... He glanced at the blushing boy. He's somehow not an arrogant bastard - and from what I've seen, there's no way he's faking it.

So... What exactly is going on here?

"So," the teacher said, the screen now centered on Izuku's classroom. "As third year students, it's time to start thinking seriously about your futures and what you want to do with your lives! I could pass out some career aptitude tests, but..." The screen switched from Izuku writing to the man snatching up papers, throwing them upwards and sending them flying around the room. Students began to activate their quirks, wide grins on their faces. "Why bother? I know you all want to go to the hero track!"

"W-what?!" Iida sputtered, "How unprofessional!"

Cementoss frowned. "It's nice to dream, and I hate to say it, but with those quirks, those kids would have to be really lucky to get into a hero school."

"And considering how confident they all seem - and taking into account the fact that it looks like they've not trained at all," Midnight tapped her nails on her opposite arm, "They couldn't even get in with basic strength."

Aizawa agreed. "His words were entirely illogical."

Izuku, much to the confusion of those who looked on, seemed completely bewildered by their teacher's words. His mind raced with thoughts - and not only at the unprofessional comment. Of course he knew that. Of course he knew the teacher was being a bit negligent.

But he hadn't expected the teachers to say it outright. For them to say that his classmates' quirks couldn't help them get into U.A. He had spent almost his entire life believing that, just because he didn't have a quirk, he couldn't be a hero.

And then Midnight mentioned training. Implying that, if they were to rely on their physical strength - if it were finely tuned - they'd still be able to be a hero.

So if he remained quirkless...

If he had never received One For All...

Could he still be a hero?

"Uh, Deku?" Uraraka said, snapping him from his thoughts. "Are you alright?"

"H-huh...?" the boy said shakily before noticing everyone was staring at him. Awkwardly, he put on a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Oh yeah... I'm uhm... I'm fine."

Tsukauchi frowned, glancing towards All Might and shaking his head.

Aizawa recognized the nonverbal cue - it meant that Midoriya was lying.

"Midoriya," Aizawa said suddenly, causing the boy's head to snap towards the man. "You can talk to us if you need something."
The boy paled. "N-no, Aizawa-Sensei! Really," he said, though it felt more like he was pleading. "I'm okay!"

"W-"

"Just leave the damn nerd alone," Bakugou scoffed, rolling his eyes. "He's just a moody dumbass."

Aizawa frowned at the blonde's response, which seemed to make Midoriya look even meeker than before.

"It's not like he's worth much anyways," he mumbled under his breath.

Now that was not okay.

"Excuse me?" Aizawa said, catching the words despite the murmurs that were going around the room.

"What?" the blonde challenged.

"I'm not going to sugarcoat it, Bakugou," the man snapped back, eyes narrowed, "You're far from hero material at the moment. You're just an arrogant kid who got lucky. And unless you can drop your fucking attitude, you might as well pack up now. Are. We. Clear?"

Bakugou's lip twitched, and he turned around, scoffing.

Izuku looked between the two, panicking. "K-Kacchan?! Aizawa-Sensei?!"

The blonde glared at the freckled boy. "Shut up, yo-"

"BAKUGOU!" Aizawa shouted, causing everyone to collectively suck in a breath. He didn't often raise his voice, and when he did, you knew better than to argue further.

"Aizawa-Sensei!" Izuku pleaded, noticing the tension, "It's fine, really! I'm used to it!" He paused for a moment, the realization of what he said slowly dawning on him. "I-I mean..."

Aizawa's eye twitched. "You're used to this...?"

The boy remained quiet.

And, as much as Aizawa wanted to chuck the blonde out the window, he restrained himself, instead taking a deep breath and turning towards Hound Dog. "I'm recommending Bakugou for anger management classes.

The guidance counselor took notice of the man's fiery look and simply nodded.

After a moment - which seemed like an hour with the suffocating tension - Aizawa sat down, causing the auditorium to let out sighs of relief.

"Christ, Shou," Present Mic whispered wide-eyed, "What did he do?!"

Aizawa took in a deep, annoyed breath and spoke through gritted teeth. "I'll tell you later."

Present Mic's gaze lingered for a moment before he and Midnight exchanged concerned glances. However, once Aizawa showed that he wasn't going to explain, the two decided it was best to drop it.

The classroom cheered, showcasing their abilities. "Yes, yes," the teacher continued, "You've all got some very impressive quirks. But no power-usage allowed at school. Get ahold of yourselves."

"Hey teach," a voice chimed in, "Don't lump me in with this bunch of losers. I'm the real deal, but these guys will be lucky to end up as sidekicks to some busted D-Lister." The boy chuckled, a card revealing him as Katsuki Bakugou.

Aizawa looked like he was about to burst a vein, so Kaminari attempted to lighten the mood.

"Uhh...," he said with a nervous smile, "It uh..." He slumped down. "Yeah I've got nothing."

"Doofus," Jiro lightly chuckled, leaving Kaminari grateful as shoulders around them slightly relaxed despite the insult.

"You think you're better than us, Katsuki?!" the class raged, earning a laugh from the blonde.

"Let's go, I'll take you all on!"

"Huh... You've got impressive test results," the teacher mentioned, "Maybe you will get into U.A. High."

Whispers erupted throughout the classroom, surprised at his choice. "Wait? He's gonna try for the national school?" "That school has a .2% acceptance rate!" "It's impossible to get into!"

Iida, attempting to further reduce the tension in the room - despite his rage towards Bakugou, which was quite uncharacteristic and frankly a bit terrifying - and stood, deciding to hold a spontaneous pep talk. "The rate may be true, which is why you should all commend yourselves for even making it into U.A. We are all...," he paused for a moment, gaze lingering on some unsavory characters before shaking his head. "We are all exemplary students and we should all feel proud!"

Everyone held their breath as they turned their head towards Izuku, only to let out huge sighs of relief when the boy cracked a smile.

"I guess you're right, Iida."

"Y-yeah!" Kirishima said awkwardly before pumping himself up. "Even if we mess up sometimes, we already know we're all strong!"

"Exactly," Nezu said, smiling - and even he was on edge before.

"That's exactly why it's the only place worthy of me," Bakugou said arrogantly, leaping onto his desk. "I aced all the mock tests. I'm the only one at this school who stands a chance at getting in. I'll end up more popular than All Might himself!" He clenched his fist, grinning. "And be the richest hero of all time! People all across the world will know who I am! And it all starts with U.A. High!"

"Oh yeah, Midoriya, don't you wanna go to U.A. too?" The teacher asked, causing laughter to ring throughout the classroom.

"Midoriya? You're kidding right?! There's no way you're getting into the hero course without a quirk!"

Izuku squirmed uncomfortably while eyes drifted towards him.

"That was incredibly unprofessional of the teacher," Cementoss said.

"Yeah," Snipe agreed, "Who just calls out a kid like that? It's like he wanted Midoriya to get bullied."

All Might's eyes widened when he watched Izuku stiffen. "Young Midoriya... They didn't, did they...?"
"What?" he squeaked.

Aizawa narrowed his eyes. "Midoriya... What have your teachers ever done about you getting bullied?"

"They-"

"Remember," Tsukauchi said, expression solemn, "I have a lie detecting quirk.

It was almost as if Izuku deflated. "They...," he sighed, burying his heads in his hands. "They didn't care. They didn't want to ruin their prized pupils' spotless records." Nobody mentioned how Bakugou looked away, instead continuing to watch Izuku. "Actually," he laughed drily, "They did more than condone it. They didn't care what happened to a quirkless child. After all, who would defend him - especially when others can get away scot-free."

"That's i-" All Might began, only stopping when he saw the expression on Nezu's face.

He was smiling - just as he normally did - but it had something twisted lying underneath.

"Ah, I see," he said, sipping his tea. "Well I sure hope they've got themselves some good lawyers."

Izuku froze. "Wh-what?"
Nezu simply grinned. "What was your old school's name again?"
The boy gulped. "...A-Aldera Middle School..."

"Wonderful!" The bear-mouse-creature clapped his paws together after setting his tea in his lap. "Tsukauchi-San! I believe you'd be able to collect evidence for our... case?"

Tsukauchi paused for a moment, looking a bit nervous, but nodded. "Ah... Uh, yes. Of course."

"Alright then," Nezu smiled, tail twitching. "As long as you provide your statement and if Tsukauchi-San and I can collect a good amount of evidence - which I'm sure we'll be able to - Aldera will be going down in a few days. That is," he mentioned, "When we get out of here."
Izuku blinked. "...What... What just happened...?"

Midnight shuddered. "We call it 'The Power of the Principal."

"When Nezu is dead-set on something," Cementoss said, nodding solemnly, "He'll never let it go."
Aizawa shrugged. "Not that they deserve mercy."
Izuku gulped. "I... see."

"Now then!" Nezu said cheerfully, dropping his deadly aura - and allowing everyone to let out a breath they hadn't known they were holding - and facing the screen. "Let's continue!"

He stood up, trembling. "Well, actually... They got rid of that rule! I could be the first one!"

Bakugou growled, exploding Midoriya's desk. Smoke rose from his hands as he talked down to Izuku. "Listen, Deku! You're even worse than the rest of these rejects, you quirkless wannabe! You really think they'd let someone like you in when they could have someone like me?!"

Kirishima looked away. "Baku...gou... That's not manly..."

The blonde winced at the lack of the nickname, feeling unusually small in the room.

After a moment, Aizawa spoke. "Bakugou... Do you have anything to say?"

Bakugou froze before turning. "No."

"Please," Izuku said, biting his lip. "Just leave Kacchan alone. He's not the same, I swear. He...," the boy gulped, "He's better now..."

The blonde stared at the freckled boy for a moment as if he were trying to read his mind. His brows slowly drew together in something like contempt, causing the boy to wince.

"Somehow," their homeroom teacher growled out, "I have a feeling that this'll get worse. We'll speak then," he said sharply, causing Bakugou to twitch.

All Might frowned, looking between Midoriya and Bakugou. He had always known they had a rivalry, but he thought it was just that. Clearly he didn't ask enough. And he couldn't help but feel as if he was to blame.

Especially after...

Izuku gasped, squirming until he reached the wall. He threw his hands up, blocking. "Huh?! No wait! You've got it all wrong! Really, I'm not trying to compete against you! You gotta believe me!" He looked down sadly, a dreamy look in his eye. "It's just that... I've wanted to be a hero since I was little. I may not have a quirk, but I can still try my hardest... Can't I?"

Uraraka lightly touched Izuku's arm. "Of course you can, Deku," she said softly, offering a smile. The boy glanced at her before nodding, giving a small smile of his own.

"You'd never be able to hang with the best of the best!" Bakugou growled, the class perceived as shadowlike creatures. "You'd die in the exams! Defenseless Izuku! The school's already awful. You really wanna embarrass it more by failing so hard?!" Laughter continued as class ended, the students filing out as Midoriya looked downwards sadly.

"Bakugou!" Iida turned around, a sort of fire in his eye that wasn't usually there. "That is not how you treat your classmates!"

"Whatever, four eyes," Bakugou mumbled, eye twitching. He didn't fucking understand. Why were all of the extras ganging up on him? Deku was the worthless one. That's what everyone always said. Being quirkless was being disgusting. Less than human.

To be something, you had to be strong.

You had to be the best or nothing at all.

Wasn't that how it worked?

A high-pitched scream sounded as the time leapt forwards.

"Hey, get back here!" A man shouted, the screen panning to a villain made of sludge. "Someone, stop that monster!"

"Yell all you want, sucker!" the monster mocked, "This catch is mine!"

A sickly man walked out from a market, a grocery bag in hand as people started whispering amongst themselves.

Several of the teachers stiffened, glancing between each other. They knew who he was, obviously. But the students...

"Dude, where are all the heroes?"

"Weird... Normally someone would swoop in right away."

"Maybe they're all still busy from that scene this morning. 'Member when we didn't have to worry about randos with quirks all the time?

"Seriously-there's no stopping 'em."

The sickly man began to grow in size, his voice deep as he spoke. "Yes there is," he drew everyone's attention, "You know why?" The people gasped, the sludge monster panicking as he saw the man. "I AM HERE!"

Kirishima furrowed his brows. "Wait... what?"

"All Might?" Kaminari said confusedly.

Tsuyu put her finger to her chin. "What happened to the guy that was there before? Ribbit."

"I...," All Might laughed awkwardly. "You'll see."

After a moment, the class - along with the Big 3, Shinso, and Mei - exchanged concerned glances before turning towards the screen.

The screen switched to Midoriya, scrolling through his phone. "Man. That fight from this morning is all over the news. Better write some notes down before I forget anything." He picked up his notebook, but it was quickly snatched from his grasp.

Midoriya glanced up to see Bakugou holding his notebook, a (derpy) scowl on his face. "I don't know what you think you're doin', Deku," he waved the book back and forth, "But we're not done."

"Christ," Aizawa groaned.

"Bakugou," Mina said annoyedly, "You need to stop picking on Midori!"

"It's kinda too late for that now," Jiro mumbled. "But yeah, seriously. It's not cool."

Bakugou's hands clenched.

"Whatchu got? His diary?" his friend joked as he glanced at the cover, "Huh? Don't tell me you're taking notes on how to be a hero! That's so pathetic!"

His other friend laughed, "He's delusional!"

"Aaaand," Kaminari said, unimpressed, "They're even worse."

"Yeah, real funny guys," Izuku reached for his book, "Just give it back!"

Bakugou activated his quirk, pressing against the pages. The book now singed, Bakugou tossed it out the window.

"AHH! That's so mean..." Midoriya mumbled, screaming even more when Bakugou threw it.

Aizawa tossed a glare towards the blonde. "More than mean."

"Bakubro...," Kirishima mumbled sadly.

The boy pressed his back further into the chair as their eyes bore into his soul. He took in a deep breath, bracing himself for the words he spoke only a few moments later.

Bakugou closed his eyes. "Hm. Most heroes show potential early on. People just look at them and know they're destined for greatness," he bragged, "When I'm the only student from this garbage junior high to get into U.A., people will start talkin' about me like that. They'll realize I'm legit, the next big thing. That's not ego talking, I just know I'm good."

His friend looked back. Egooooo.

"Definitely," Mina snorted.

Bakugou simply growled.

"Midoriya," Iida smiled, turning towards the boy, "Congratulations on getting in as well!"

"Yeah, Deku!" Uraraka nodded, punching him in the arm playfully.

Izuku smiled back, but his stomach churned as he realized what was coming next.

Bakugou placed his hand on Midoriya's shoulder, smoke coming from the cloth. "Here's a little word of advice, nerd," he gave a false smile as Izuku looked nervously at his smoking jacket, "Don't even think of applying. Or else."

"Are you fucking...," Aizawa took in a deep breath. "Kidding me..."

Iida shot him a look. "Quirk use in public is prohibited, Bakugou! Especially if you use it on a fellow student! What if he got hurt?!"

Izuku decided not to mention that he did get a burn there.

"Bakugou Katsuki, was it?" Tsukauchi said, voice cold - which was quite a change from his usual warm smile.

"What about it?" the blonde replied. It would've sounded sarcastic if he didn't seem so defeated.

"Not only have you been shown using your quirk several times in public without a license, but you've also used it against another student. That'd be grounds enough to have you arrested as an adult, where you'd likely be considered as a villain," he said in his all-too-sweet smile.

Bakugou blinked, looking around the room at the annoyed faces that were pointed towards him. And, although he was confused, he knew better than to argue, instead choosing to give the slightest of nods and sink into his chair.

Midoriya stared at him, shaking as they left.

"That's just sad," Bakugou's friend commented, "I thought you at least had some fight in you."

"He finally gets it. He'll never be a hero," the other one replied. "Better to find out now instead of later, I guess."

"Midoriya?" Aizawa said, noticing that Izuku was fidgeting even more than usual. "Are you okay?"

Bakugou, similarly, stiffened, causing the man's jaw to tense.

"What's about to happen?"

"N-nothing special," Izuku said, looking away. Bakugou could only sit in silence.

Bakugou stopped at the door, looking back at Midoriya. "You know, if you really wanna be a hero that badly, there might actually be another way. Just pray that you'll be born with a quirk in your next life," he laughed, "And take a swan dive off the roof of the building!"

"Nothing. Fucking. Special," Aizawa all but growled out.

Other than that, though, the theater was entirely silent. Not even a breath was heard - everyone frozen in a sort of dumbstruck state of 'Did he really just say that?'

Iida was the first to turn around. "DID YOU JUST ENCOURAGE SUICIDE?!" he shouted. "BAKUGOU, WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL!?!"

Now, Iida was not one to swear for no reason, so Bakugou could do nothing but shrink further.

"...Guys," Izuku spoke up, voice no more than a whisper as he trembled, "It's fine... He didn't mean..." He squeezed his eyes shut, trailing off.

"Young Midoriya," All Might said, fists clenched in anger. "This is not fine. I...," he loosened his grip. "I'm sorry. If I had known what you were going through..."

"Bakugou," Aizawa finally said in a sharp voice, causing the boy to stiffend. "What the fuck were you thinking? I should expel your ass right now. Give me one goddamn reason not to."
"I-"
Before the boy could even begin to defend himself, Present Mic jumped in. "What if he had actually jumped, Bakugou? What would you have done then?" he asked, a coldness in his voice that sounded out of place.

"You can not just go around telling people to off themselves," Midnight said, eyes narrowed.

"Y-"

Gritting his teeth, Bakugou stood up, clearly trembling as he shouted over the teacher's voices. "IT'S NOT LIKE THAT LOSER WOULD'VE DONE IT ANYWAYS! HE'S TOO GODDAMN PERSISTE-"

"Yes I would have," Izuku whispered, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Bakugou stared at the boy, hands immediately falling to his sides. He'd never felt so small. "...What?"

The boy looked around at the horrified looks of everyone in the auditorium, face reddening before he looked down. "Just forge-"

"Midoriya," Aizawa said, voice still holding anger, but somehow incorporating a touch of softness towards the boy. "What do you mean?"

"I...," he looked away. "I was going to jump, okay? If...," he let out a rattly breath, "If I hadn't been interrupted on my walk (he thought it best not to mention what by at the moment), I probably would've. If my mom wouldn't have seen, I probably would have. If...," he trailed off, leaving everyone to sit in the remaining silence.

"...Deku," Uraraka finally said softly, "I'm... I'm sorry for everything you had to go through."

"Nobody should have to go through that alone," Iida said sadly. "You're..."

Even somebody as calm as Todoroki looked enraged. He had a cold glare aimed towards Bakugou, only to turn around and stare at Izuku and look almost heartbroken. He thought the boy had been infallible - unable to be brought down by the world.

Yet...

"That's...," Bakugou whispered, brows knitting together in confusion. "You..." He paused after a moment, collecting his thoughts. "But you're not supposed to get fucking sad. You're supposed to be a bright, smiley little loser who won't quit no matter how much I tell him to." His voice cracked as he spoke, and it seemed as if his world view was falling apart. "This makes no goddamn sense."

"People aren't like that, Bakugou," Aizawa said sharply, though there was an underlying concern - not only for Izuku, but for the blonde as well. "Everyone has thoughts and feelings. You can't expect them not to."
"I just...," he clenched his fists a few times before allowing his hands to fall limp. "I don't get it."

Midnight spoke up. "You don't get what?"
"Why...," he growled, "Why are you defending him?! Nobody has ever done that before! They all knew how worthless Deku was! How strong... I was..."

Tsukauchi furrowed his brows. "What do you mean...?"

"Everybody fucking knows!" he finally yelled, tears welled up in his eyes. "If you're not the best, you're a worthless piece of shit! And Deku...," he looked down, "He's worse. Because no matter how much the world was against him, he wouldn't stop fucking smiling. And," he gritted his teeth, "Always looking down on me with tha-"

Aizawa interrupted the boy. "Looking down on you?"

The blonde took in a deep breath before turning towards the man, throat raw from yelling. "Deku's a quirkless freak but he still looks down on me! He's a shitty nerd that can't do anything - and yet he's always there. Offering to help even if you don't fucking need it. Even though I- you're stronger than him, he still thinks he's better!"

The room remained silent.

"Bakugou...," Iida said slowly. "You're wrong."
The blonde's eye twitched as he wiped the tears from his face. "What?!"

"Deku doesn't help people to look down on them," Uraraka said firmly, "He does it because he's a hero."

"And even if Midori were still quirkless," Mina added, "He would have a better heart than most of us."
Shoji nodded. "I'm sure he still would've found another way to help out."

"Guys," Izuku whispered, voice cracking.

Bakugou stared wordlessly as Izuku, for some reason, began crying.

Hound Dog cleared his throat. "Bakugou, I think I understand your issue."

The blonde paused for a moment before turning. "I-what?"

"You've been told all your life that you're the strongest - that your quirk will allow you to be the best, correct?" he asked, though he didn't wait for Bakugou's nod. "And from that, you assumed that if you weren't the best, you were nothing. There's no in between. But it's not all black and white like that," Hound Dog said firmly. "People can be strong or weak without being the best or worst. Hell, they can even switch in between depending on the situation. It's not a static concept."

Bakugou furrowed his brows. "...Huh?"

Hound Dog paused before sighing. "If it's alright, I'd like to take Bakugou to the side for a moment."

The blonde found himself confusedly following the man to the corner after a resounding nod from the teachers, hands in his pockets as he looked away annoyedly. "What's this about?"
"I'm gonna be blunt, kid," Hound Dog said, "There's no doubt that your complex stems from your insecurities."
"...What?" Bakugou growled out, eye twitching.

"Exactly," the man said, unfazed. "You get defensive when it comes to your pride. You're worried that, if you're not the best, you'll be the worst. But you can't be the worst, because 'Deku' is the worst, and you don't want to be like them." He paused for a moment before continuing. "You don't want to be like Midoriya. You're afraid of being ridiculed and hated because people think you're weak. So you overcompensate. You constantly tell yourself that you're strong - and need other people to tell you as well - so you don't feel inferior."

Bakugou stared at the man silently. Was he... right?

"Look, kid," Hound Dog shook his head, "I know you probably thought you were in the right. Nobody ever told you that you were wrong, so you never bothered fixing your actions. The best heroes aren't ever wrong, right? Well," he said, "That's wrong in and of itself. Heroes can be wrong sometimes. Heroes can be weak sometimes. Even someone like All Might himself has weaknesses. And no matter how strong you become, you'll have them too."

"I..."
"You don't have to talk about it right now. I'm just telling you for your own good. Kid, there's not such a black and white world that pits best against worst. There's a balance. And even if you are the best," he said, gesturing towards Izuku, "You should protect who you think are weak. Because that's the job of a hero."

Bakugou looked down at his feet, unsure of what to say. He was ready to write the whole ridiculous situation off as a bunch of losers looking down on him.

But he was told that he was wrong. That they weren't looking down at him - they were genuinely trying to help.

He couldn't process it - not entirely. He was supposed to be strong. Not worthless like Deku. He didn't need help.

But now he just felt stupid.

Everyone had defended the person that he was told was useless all his life - and he had even beaten him before.

And although he hated to admit it, they were all right. He was fucking insecure. He didn't know what to do if he was perceived as weak.

So he carried himself like he wasn't. Like he couldn't be. He told himself all the time that he was strong, and that nobody would ever hurt him because he wasn't.

He squeezed his eyes shut as he fell back into his chair - all eyes on him.

Rather than ridiculing Deku, he thought, He should've been protecting him.

He had wanted to be a hero, and there he was, hurting his long-time friend on a daily basis.

God, he felt like an idiot.

He felt like... A Deku.

"Now then," Nezu said, clearing his throat, "I believe that Hound Dog and Bakugou had a conversation, so it'd be best if we continued. Please, everyone," he smiled in a soft sort of way, "Don't be too hard on Bakugou for now. I'm sure he regrets what he's done."

And with that, the video continued - although with an underlying tension that wouldn't dissipate so easily.

Midoriya spun around, anger on his face. However, he was quickly shut down by Bakugou as he lit explosions in his palm. "Something wrong?

Birds chirped as Midoriya walked down the path beside his school, searching for his notebook. That idiot. You can't go around telling people to kill themselves. What if I really jumped-what would he do then? He glanced down, noticing his notebook in a koi pond. My dreams have turned into fish food. He sighed, fishing the book out. That's enough-give it back.

Bakugou twitched, eyes drifted towards Izuku before jerking backwards.

Midoriya's eyes watered as he read the title of his book. Stupid jerk...

"Mom, hurry!" a young Midoriya said, sliding into the room. "C'mon, mom! It's computer tiiime!"

"Oh my god," Mina whispered. "He's so cute??"

Kirishima nodded. "Izuku protection squad, unite!"

Izuku gave a slight laugh and blushed, allowing for some breathing room.

Aizawa sighed, but cracked a slight smile. He'd be lying if he didn't appreciate his students' uncanny ability to make a good mood come back even after the worst of situations.

His mother glanced down from washing the dishes. "Already?"

"Awh," Nejire gushed, "Your mom seems so pure!"

Tamaki sighed. "That's such a weird sentence. Especially after...," his eyes flicked towards Bakugou and Midoriya, and he withdrew on himself.

Mirio lightly patted his shoulder, offering a kind smile.

They appeared in the next room, Izuku staring dreamily at the monitor. "Faster, let's go!" He rocked back and forth in the chair, All Might figurine in hand.

All Might's eyes widened at the figure in his hand before he chuckled, though in a way it made him feel worse about the whole situation.

He was admired so much by the boy, and yet...

"Jeeeez! I think you've added 10,000 views to this one yourself, Izuku!" she commented, clicking on the video, "I don't know why you like it-I think it's scary!"

Midoriya continued swaying, squealing. The video I loved, teen Izuku narrated, was an old one. Disaster footage from a long time ago. But more importantly, it was the debut of the greatest hero the world has ever known!

All Might began to grin. "Ah... Thank you, Young Midoriya!"

Shinso winced, having expected the boy to continue being upset, only to be mildly surprised by how the boy began to beam, practically brightening the room. He frowned, remembering what he said at the Sport's Festival, and comparing everything to his own situation. Now he just felt as if he were overreacting...

Somehow, it seemed as if Izuku noticed, turning before offering the boy a smile. Shinso looked taken aback before looking away with an awkward, barely hidden smile of his own.

"Who is he?!" a bloodied man turned around, surprised. "The guy's already saved a hundred people at least and it hasn't even been ten minutes!" The camera panned over a fiery and destroyed landscape, "This is... This is crazy! I can't believe it!"

A man, All Might, came from over a bus, carrying civilians on his shoulders. Izuku watched in awe as the man's laughter boomed.

"Look, he's got more!" the original man shouted.

"Fear not, citizens!" All Might boomed, "Hope has arrived! Because I am here!"

"I still like watching this video," Izuku said with a sort of soft fondness.

Kirishima gave a slight laugh. "I remember watching it too. It was really manly - still is." His eyes flicked towards Bakugou, a pained expression crossing his face before he smiled once again. "Right, Bakubro?"

The blonde looked surprised, but sighed after a moment, nodding. "Yeah..."

Izuku squealed, causing his hair to defy physics. "He's the coolest in the universe! And once I get my quirk, I'm gonna be a hero just like him!" Izuku imitated his laugh as his mother watched happily, before a doctor spoke soul-crushing words.

"Sorry kid, it's not gonna happen."

Present Mic winced. "Harsh..."

"What a bad doctor," Uraraka said with a frown, crossing her arms.

"Yeah," Izuku sighed. "The bluntness was kinda crushing."

Midoriya froze, a smile plastered on his face as he panicked. His toy dropped to the floor as his mother looked on sadly.

"Oh dear... So you really think there's something wrong, then? Most of the other kindergarteners in his class have begun to show signs already..."

The doctor caught Inko's attention, "My records say you're a fourth generation quirk user. What powers do you and the boy's father have?"

She put her hand to her cheek, picking the toy up with her telekinesis. "Nothing too special... I can float small objects towards me and my husband breathes fire. They're useful enough, I suppose."

"How so?" Mina asked curiously, looking past the sadness of the situation. "I mean, what could you use those quirks for?"

Izuku tilted his head slightly. "Well uh... My mom's quirk is pretty helpful when it comes to cleaning and such... It's also generally helpful for simple tasks, like cooking, getting things ready, and stuff like that. As for the fire breathing...," he said, face souring for a moment at the mention of it - and catching the attention of All Might along with a few others - "It could be used to cook, I guess."

"You're usually so much more enthusiastic," Ojiro said. "How come you're unsure about the fire breathing?"

Izuku paused for a moment before shaking his head with a sigh. "My... My dad isn't around. I didn't really know him when he left."

"Awh," Uraraka let out, "I'm sorry, Deku."
The boy simply shrugged. "It's fine. It's not like I really remember him."

Aizawa sighed, turning towards Hound Dog.

The man quickly understood the look as 'Both Bakugou and Midoriya are going to need counselling.' Though, that was pretty obvious from the start.

"Izuku should've already manifested one of these quirks or a combination of both, but after viewing his x-rays I don't think he's going to. You see, when superpowers first began appearing, there were many research studies conducted and doctors discovered a link between the bones in a person's foot and their likelihood of developing a quirk. People with powers only have one joint in their pinky toes. Their bodies have evolved into a more streamlined version of the human form." He tapped on Izuku's x-rays, continuing, "You can see here that Izuku has two joints in his pinky. Like... Roughly 20% of the population these days. Based on the research that's available, it's safe to say that your son isn't going to develop a quirk."

"I'm sorry, Midoriya," Iida said, frowning. "Though!" he brightened slightly, "At least you made it in the end!"

Izuku gave a slight laugh. "Yeah, I'm glad. Thanks, Iida." His eyes flicked towards All Might, giving him a sort of thankful look, and the man couldn't help but smile.

"You know," Mei spoke up, startling those around her - as she hadn't exactly spoken much - "Even if you were still quirkless, I could've whipped up some babies to help you with your hero work," she grinned.

The boy blinked surprisedly. "Really?"

"Oh yeah!" she replied, nodding quickly. "I mean, as long as you were trained and..."

While she continued talking with Izuku (and as a few other students piped up) most of the teachers were exchanging confused looks.

"Two pinky toe joints?" Cementoss said confusedly.

Snipe put his hand on his mask. "Even if he were a late bloomer, he shouldn't have those."
"He's medically quirkless," Midnight agreed. "So how did he end up with his?"

Aizawa was about to speak up when he noticed a few particular people in the room. Tsukauchi, Nezu, Sir Nighteye, and even All Might were ignoring the conversation, continuing to face forwards in a sort of awkward silence.

"Yeah...," he mumbled, narrowing his eyes.

Midoriya sat on the chair, devastated as the screen faded to black, switching the image to his room. His monitor lit up with the video of All Might, his mother experiencing heartache for her son.

"See that mom?" his voice shook, "There's always a smile on his face no matter how bad things get. Even when things seem impossible, he never gives up." Izuku turned around in his seat, meeting his mother's face as tears streamed down his cheeks. Her eyes began to water as she looked at her son, a wide smile on his face. "Do you think...," he pointed at the screen, "I can be a hero too?"

"OF COURSE YOU COULD'VE, MIDORIYA!" Iida yelled out, hand-chopping with passion in his voice.

Kirishima wiped away a stray tear. "Midoriya, dude... That's so manly."
Uraraka smiled, sighing. "You're so inspiring."

"Entirely admirable," Yaoyorozu agreed.

Izuku looked overwhelmed, eye darting between each person as they gave him compliments. "Ah... Oh... T-Thank you!" he replied with a blush, causing a light chuckle to go around the room.

Inko silently walked over to the boy, collapsing on top of him. She hugged him tightly, his tears wetting her shirt. "I'm sorry Izuku... I wish things were different."

"Oh...," Mina mumbled.

Kirishima's brows knitted together. "Maybe she should've worded that better.

Mom. That's not what I needed you to say, the older Midoriya narrated, Couldn't you see? My world was crumbling. There was only one thing I wanted to hear.

"Young Midoriya..." All Might mumbled to himself.

The mood changed as the screen shifted to show Izuku walking underneath a bridge, glancing down sadly. I made a decision that day, he perked up, No matter what anyone else thinks, I have to believe in myself. And I'll keep smiling-just like him!

"Yeah, Midoriya!" Kirishima brightened, "Keep being manly!"

Izuku laughed, scratching his jaw. "I don't think it was exactly manly, but thanks anyways."

Somehow, nobody noticed as Tokoyami whispered "Revelry in the dark," once the tunnel had been shown.

Except for, of course, a somewhat unnerved Tamaki.

Izuku clenched his fist, walking through the tunnel confidently. Waving his arm around, he imitated All Might's laugh, just as sludge began filling the screen.

"Spot on laugh," Mina laughed, causing Izuku to smile awkwardly.

As the mud sloshed, Izuku turned around, noticing the monster. His eyes widened as the creature grew. "A... A villain?!"

Izuku winced, and everyone else looked on, concerned.

Bakugou, however, seemed more confused than anything else, mumbling under his breath. "Isn't that...?"

"You'll make a perfect skinsuit for me to hide in, kid!" He grinned, launching towards the boy and enveloping him in his goo. Izuku's notebook flew to the side as the sludge villain crept through his mouth, causing the boy to struggle. "Don't worry-I'm just taking over your body! It'll be easier for both of us if you don't fight back! It'll only hurt for a minute..." He laughed, sharp teeth and bulbous eye above. "You'll feel better soon!"

Izuku grasped at the sludge in an attempt to break free, tears welling up in his eyes. I can't... Breathe...

"Deku!" Uraraka gasped, hands flying to cover her mouth.

Iida looked mildly upset. "I know he's a villain, but just attacking you randomly like that..."

"Yeah," Izuku sighed. "It was pretty traumatic." He lightly touched his neck, remembering how it felt as his lungs burned. "Though," he said after a moment, putting on a smile, "I'm fine now!"

"You shouldn't just brush away trauma like that," Aizawa sighed, a hint of concern in his voice - which Midnight would've no doubt teased him for in any other situation.

Hound Dog nodded. "Along with Bakugou, as long as you accept, I'd like you to come to counselling with me."

Izuku paused for a moment. "...And you're sure I wouldn't be bothering you?"

"Of course not," the man sighed, "It's my job."

"This is exactly the problem," Aizawa mumbled.

Izuku looked away nervously. "Ah... Okay..."

"Grab all you want," he grinned, "My body is made of fluid. Thanks for the help. You're a real hero to me, kid!" The sludge continued, speaking of his encounter with All Might. "I didn't know he was in this city. I gotta get outta here fast before he tracks me down."

All Might frowned. "I apologize for not catching him sooner, Young Midoriya. I'm sure it was frightening to encounter him like that."
"It's not your fault, All Might," Izuku reassured him. "And you did end up saving me, so-"

"Wait!" Kaminari turned, bewildered. "You met him before U.A.?!"

"Ah, yeah," Izuku laughed awkwardly, "It was pretty cool..."

Kirishima grinned. "I bet!"

Izuku didn't mention the rooftop.

Midoriya desperately grabbed at the slime, yet got weaker as he fought. My body... Getting weak... He choked, losing his strength. I think... I think I'm dying... No way... He glanced down at his hero notebook, vision blurring. This can't be the end... Somebody... Help!

A blue light pierced the air, the sewer gate popping from it's place. The clink of the metal caused the sludge monster to turn around, meeting face-to-face with All Might.

"The man himself!" Mina grinned, pumping her arm in the air.

"Seeing All Might in action never gets old," Ojiro sighed with a smile.

"All Might will sparkle!" Aoyama posed, then added, "Though not as much as me!"

"Have no fear, you're safe," the man boomed, stomping his foot, "Now that I am here, that is!" Dramatic music played as a fight ensued between the two, the sludge villain launching a ranged attack. All Might, however, easily dodged it, yelling from the top of his lungs. "TEXAAAS..... SMAAASH!"

"That's so manly, All Might!" Kirishima cheered.

Similarly, many students praised him along - causing the man to laugh embarrassedly - while Nighteye himself attempted not to freak out.

The villain resisted the airflow from the attack, yet to no avail. "I can't... Hold together...!" he shouted as he was ripped apart, his sludge scattering throughout. As his body spread, Midoriya was freed, getting a small glimpse at All Might before falling unconscious. Is that... All... Might...?

"Hey!" All Might said, slapping Midoriya on the cheek. "Wake up! Hey!" The boy slowly woke up, glancing towards the large man. "Thought we lost you there!"

Mina snorted, though Aizawa shot an annoyed look at the man. "You decided to wake him up by smacking him?"

"It... it was more of a light tapping!" he defended.

"It's really fine," Izuku laughed. "I didn't mind."
Still, Aizawa narrowed his eyes at the blonde, silently judging him and causing the Number One Hero to squirm.

Izuku gasped, starstruck by his idol. He screamed as he scooted away.

All Might laughed. "You seem to be moving around all right! Sorry about that back there! I didn't mean to get you caught up in my justicing! Usually I pay more attention to keeping bystanders safe!" He grabbed his forehead, "But it turns out this city's sewer system is pretty difficult to navigate!" The man laughed heartily, "Anyway! You were a big help! Thank you!" He showed off the villain, which happened to be trapped in water bottles. "I've captured the evil doer!"

Kaminari scrunched his nose. "The sewer..."

"It was the fastest route," All Might sighed, shivering. "Afterwards I took like 3 showers."

Bakugou paused for a moment before confusedly asking, "If All Might beat him... Then why did he end up attacking me...?"

"You were both attacked?" Aizawa asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.

The blonde nodded, but Izuku only shrank into his chair as All Might looked away with a sigh.

"I apologize, Young Bakugou. That was my fault." He tossed a glance towards Izuku, silencing the boy before he could begin to blame himself. "He escaped while I was trying to deal with him."
Bakugou looked suspicious, but didn't push the topic.

The most amazing hero in the entire world... All Might... The real thing. In the flesh. Standing right in front of me...! HE LOOKS SO MUCH COOLER IN PERSON!

The boy scrambled to his feet, searching for a notebook and pen. "I gotta get an autograph! I've got a pen around here somewhere!" He glanced over to the hero notebook on the ground, "Ah! Please sign my notebook!" He opened the book, only to see All Might's signature scrawled across the paper. "AHHH! HE ALREADY DID!" the boy shouted, bowing rapidly at the man. "Thank you so much! This will be an heirloom! A family treasure to be passed down for generations to coooome!"

Kirishima laughed. "Well, do you still have it?"

Izuku nodded, grinning widely. "It's in my notebook at home!" He paused before frantically turning towards Aizawa. "I can at least keep that, right?"
Aizawa rolled his eyes, while Tsukauchi gave a slight chuckle, relieving the boy. "Of course."

All Might gave him an awkward thumbs up, patting the bottle in his pocket. "Welp! I've gotta get this guy to the police so they can take care of him! Stay out of trouble! See you around!"
As the man prepared to take off, Izuku attempted to speak. "Wait... You're leaving...? Already?"

"Pro heroes are constantly fighting time as well as enemies!"

"Couldn't you have listened to him for at least a minute?" Midnight asked, frowning.

All Might's eyes flicked towards the side. "Time."

With that, the teachers - along with Nighteye, Izuku, Tsukauchi, and the principal - knew exactly what he meant. And, much to the confusion of the rest of the students, they made no further comments.

He can't go yet... There are still so many questions I have to ask him...

"Now stand back! I'm taking off!" The hero launched himself into the air, calling downwards, "Thank you for your continued support!" In the air, All Might looked down to see a freaked-out Midoriya latched to his leg. "Hey, hey, hey! What do you think you're doing?!" The man attempted to shove Izuku off of him, "Let go! I love my fans, but this is too much!"

"He was literally hanging off of you," Aizawa deadpanned.

Midnight facepalmed. "I respect you, All Might, but that was dense."

All Might turned red. "I..."

"Though," Iida glanced towards Izuku, who was now laughing nervously, "That wasn't the best idea you've had, I must admit."

"Noted," the boy replied with an awkward smile.

"On another note," Hatsume grinned, causing Power Loader and Iida to shudder, "I now have another idea for a baby!"

"Ooh!" Nejire grinned, tilting her head curiously. "What is it?!"

"Well," Hatsume began, "I don't have any specifics yet, but something that you could take super-powered jumps with!"

"Is that it?" the violet-haired girl asked.

"No," she shook her head, "But I think Power Loader already sighed into oblivion, so I thought it might be best if I explained later."

While Nejire laughed, the man looked eternally grateful.

At least until she spoke up again.

"Still, I will be talking his ear off later!" she grinned as he groaned.

He struggled as Midoriya yelled, "No way! We're flying! If I let go now, I'll die!"

"Oh... That's a good point," the man said, ceasing his struggle.

"Glad you finally noticed," Aizawa said sarcastically.

"Sorry," the man mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.

"That's kinda sweet," Uraraka commented.

The man looked up. "What do you mean?"
"Both you and Deku do that all the time! Y'know - rub the back of your neck whenever you're nervous like that. It's like... A father-son trait!" she laughed.

Todoroki looked mildly surprised before he narrowed his eyes. "I knew it..."

Izuku and All Might were too busy looking awkward as students continued to point out their similarities to notice him, though.

"I just have a lot of things I wanna ask you... Personally! You're my all time favorite hero, All Might, please!" Midoriya's skin flapped as he spoke, eyelids and mouth raised.

Kaminari chuckled at the simple sight, sparking off a few other laughs as well.

"Okay, okay! I get it!" All Might sighed, "Just keep your eyes and mouth shut!" Izuku obeyed, burying his face into All Might's leg.

The man held onto Izuku as he looked around, a trickle of blood slipping from his lips as he coughed. He cursed under his breath, followed by the screen switching to the two at the top of a hospital.

Nighteye visibly stiffened, causing Mirio to look at him in concern.

Otherwise, the students were preoccupied looking confusedly at the screen.

"Was that blood...?" Sato asked nervously.

"That's not good," Tokoyami mumbled...

Kaminari turned towards the man, raising a concerned brow. "Are you okay, All Might?"

The man looked nervous, but he put on a smile and gave a thumbs up. "Don't worry about it!"

And, although the students exchanged nervous glances, they decided to drop the topic.

Izuku trembled, looking like he was at death's door. "My whole life just flashed before my eyes."

"Me too," Tamaki shuddered, "And I wasn't even there..."

"Not a very smart move. Knock on the door for a while. Someone will let you in," the man walked towards the edge of the roof, "Now. I have to go! See you on the flipside!"

"Wait, not yet! One second!" Izuku protested.

"No! I don't have any time!"

Aizawa furrowed his brows, eye twitching. "You were going to leave a kid on the roof alone after he was attacked by a villain?"

All Might looked nervous. "To be fair, I was running out of-"

"And?!" the man interrupted angrily. "What if he...," he glanced towards the fidgeting boy. "What would you have done?!"

"I...," the man sighed after a moment, "I know what I did was stupid. I was just panicking. I really do apologize, Young Midoriya."

"Ah, well...," the boy said nervously, "It's fine, All Might. I don't resent you for it."

'Why would you leave him in the first place?' most of the students wanted to ask, but they felt that the answer would come very soon.

The boy desperately shouted after him, reaching outwards as his memories flashed through his mind. "I have to know!" His fingers curled as he pulled his arm back, voices of sorrow and anger filling his thoughts. He stood, hands at his sides as he reflected. Sometimes... I do feel like I'm a failure. Like there's no hope for me. He clenched his fists, But even so... I'm not gonna give up. Ever!

"Manly as always," Kirishima grinned.

Bakugou rolled his eyes. "Is that all you're ever gonna say, Shitty Hair?"

Kirishima chose to pay attention to the fact that Bakugou was talking more rather than the semi-insult. "Of course, Bakubro!"

The blonde simply sighed.

"Is it possible to become a hero even if I don't have a quirk?" Izuku shook, the man stopping for a moment to listen. "I'm a normal kid without any powers. Could I ever hope to be someone like you?!"

"Of course," Iida nodded, hand on his chin. "After all, many heroes fight practically quirkless."

"Like Aizawa-Sensei," Hagakure offered.

"Yes," Yaoyorozu agreed, "While he does have a quirk, his fighting style is primarily quirkless.

"I feel like Midoriya's hero knowledge is rubbing off on us," Jiro chuckled.

Kirishima laughed before turning towards tehs screen. "Anyways, I'm sure All Might said yes.

Nobody noticed the man's slight wince.

All Might looked back at Midoriya as he stood, with him narrating once again. Meeting All Might was a dream come true. A real miracle. Standing in front of me was the hero I've idolized most of my life. I didn't realize it at the time, but that chance encounter would change the course of my future.

After a moment of silence, the scene faded to black, leaving everyone to stare.

"That was totally awesome, right?" Kaminari finally asked.

"I mean, there were some... moments," Yaoyorozu coughed awkwardly, "But I agree! That was quite interesting to experience!"

Kirishima grinned. "I'm glad we have more to go! There'll be so many cool things to actually see in person!"

"I wonder how meeting All Might changed Midori's future," Mina mentioned, earning some nods.

"Yes, yes," Nezu smiled, "I'm sure we're all excited to see the next 'episode.' For now, though, we should all take a break."

"But-" "Don't try to argue," Tamaki whispered to the first years, "He's terrifying." And so, everybody collectively shivered and decided to take the offered break, chatting amongst themselves as they waited.

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tmw you manage to work angst into a react fic xD

yeah im trying not to make characters ooc, but i want to add more depth, yk?

don't oof me B)

(if you have any questions about this fic, please ask :P

i might do like... an extra chapter after the first season showing more info about the apocalyptic future or smthin xD

saying that this doesn't get taken down i mean ;,D)

anyways

Thanks for reading! <3