Uraraka POV
After the villains left I had to go see recovery girl. She healed my hands but told me that I wasn't allowed to use my quirk for a day or two. At first I thought that would be easy, I'll be temporarily quirkless, that's something Izuku managed to do so I should definitely be able to do it. Suddenly I thought of that lady, why did she look like Izuku and what did she want with that quirkless, omegan, loser?
As I walked back to class that day I had to tell the class that I wasn't allowed to use my quirk for a while. Most people were still mad at me for the whole Izuku ideal but a few of them gave me sympathetic looks. I thought that I would be fine, my classmates would eventually come around to being my friend and by then, I could use my quirk again.
Unfortunately class 1-A's next class was quirk training so I had to sit out. I got to watch everyone working to improve their quirks while I wasn't even allowed to use mine. Is this what it's like to be quirkless? To have everyone constantly getting better at using their quirks while I just sit here, bored, alone and isolated. I shook off that thought. I was alone right now but I still had friends.
School was finally over and I was so excited to get home after the day I had. As I was walking I suddenly got pulled into an alley. I was expecting some kind of mugger, murderer or even a petty thief, what I was not expecting was Monoma. Monoma and what looked to be a few others started to gather round me. They pushed me up against the wall, holding my neck. "We heard that you are temporarily quirkless. I guess the class of 1-A was weaker than I thought" Monoma spoke. "Even if it is temporary, you let an old lady crush your hands?! Your pathetic, weak, useless. Just like Deku, he was useless until he went missing, he probably sold his soul out there" the entire group burst into laughter as Monoma finished speaking. Suddenly their faces became serious. "We're not gonna let you get away, useless" one of Monoma's 'friends' finally spoke. Together all of them suddenly started to punch, kick and beat me. I was left on the floor bloodied. Useless I thought, just like Deku, they said. Is this what happened to Izuku, is this what it means to be quirkless? Useless, pathetic, loser. I couldn't believe that Izuku lived years of this when I couldn't even survive 1 day without being close to a mental break down. I hate being quirkless, even if it is temporary.
By the end of the week, I finally could use my quirk again. I felt so overjoyed that I actually cried when I used it for the first time in a week. No longer would I be isolated from quirk training, no more beatings from Monoma and his friends and no more name calling or bullying from the students (excluding 1-A) of UA. Whilst this experience will be forever locked up in my brain as torture I did get one useful thing out of this. A huge amount of respect for Izuku and all quirkless people.
Author's Note-I know that this part is short but I hope you enjoyed it 😋
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