Most would assume that being the son of two top ten pro-heroes would be an amazing life. Well, it is, unless your quirkless.
After being diagnosed quirkless, Izuku Yagi is neglected by his parents in favor of his sister, Izumi. The childhood friend...
Izuku started to fiddle around with nearby objects, trying to figure out what kind of quirk All For One had given him. A Nightmare inducing quirk maybe? Or maybe a Wind manipulation quirk? He was pretty annoyed by the fact that All For One wouldn't tell him what quirk he was given. It really didn't matter though, he knew he must have had one, as he didn't feel any dishonesty coming from the man. All he knew was that he was tired after all the partying, and needed to sleep.
"Only way to find out is testing it." Izuku said to himself as he flopped onto his bed like a ragdoll.
It was at times like these where he would go to the park or the mall to clear his head, the usual day where he would go do things outside, like a walk in the park, or to a mall, where he would stare and admire the local pro heroes showing off, or maybe, if he was lucky, bump into some passing U.A Students.
Speaking of Yuuei, he knew that the hero entrance test was gonna happen soon, and he used to be real excited. It was just next year and he will soon be a pro hero in training, but now, Heroism just doesn't appeal to him anymore. He simply wished to relive the same adrenaline rush of happiness he used to get when helping someone, but that was only because it was what passed off as "saving" someone to him.
"The mall WOULD probably be a good place to start." Izuku said to himself, looking at the clock.
The day was beautifully sunny, and the fresh, spring wind blowing through Izuku's hair was soothing, A therapeutic treatment Izuku came up with when he felt down. Enjoying life's aspects that didn't need quirks his initial way to cope with his problems, and he was relieved to find out it still worked even after his everything.
"God damn wind!" Cried some passersby about his age, "it's messing up my hair! I spent so much time brushing so it wouldn't look like a porcupine!"
"You should have used some hair spray buddy, the strong kind." Said the other.
"Oh trust me! It would take a whole can to immobilize my long hair!" Replied the other.
Izuku didn't pay much attention, as he was approaching his destination.
While the mall was usually the most late grade schooler and High schooler's hang out spot, it wasn't easy capturing such results when you have friends who are criminals.
Izuku heard the yell and turned around, only to see a girl with red hair being bullied by upperclassmen. It looks like her eye was bleeding pretty badly.
Just then, it was as of time had slowed, down. Izuku and her stared at each other like two deers caught in a headlight. Izuku didn't want to, but his eyes was doing it on it's own: he was reading the girls emotions through her eye. He felt panic, sadness, humiliation coming from her. Then, as if it was his own imagination, but he though he heard something.
"help me..."
Suddenly, hairs came and grabbed the girl by her ankles and dragged her back.
Izuku clenched his fist, turned around and ran.
Back in the alleyway, the girl was on her knees, as blood dripped down her cut up face.
"Man it's been awhile since we could do this huh, Watanabe?" Said a second red head wearing a school uniform with a red jacket on top.
"How does it feel now, Watanabe? Not having the Teacher to protect and defend your pathetic self?" Said the girl with the hair quirk.
"HAHAHA! OH MY GOD LOOK AT HER! SHE'S CRYING!"
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