It Was Never Meant To Be

[1] the bullshittery

For my friend who read part of this: I will comment on the last thing you should've read. I did continue on the unfinished paragraph

I was standing on top of my middle school rooftop, my hands on the fence, holding onto it.

"I don't get it..." I mumbled to myself. "They bully me just because I'm different. Just because I'm not the 80% with a quirk. It's stupid."

I pulled out my hero analysis notebook and looked at it with a small smile creeping up on my face.

"I can become a hero.. I know I can!"

That's what I thought. That's what I believed. However, me? A quirkless nobody being a hero? That's top tier comedy. And while this pathetic dream I held onto was comedic, it was also impossible. All heroes have quirks. It's just reality. Honestly, it took me forever to even realize that the dream I held so dearly onto was impossible. It just wasn't meant to be.

When the quirk doctor notified my mom about my quirkless condition.. I thought that was the worst day of my life.

But alas, I was wrong. Actually, there's a whole tier list of worst days for me.

One of them was the last 2 months of school. You see, my ex best friend went farther than he usually did.

However, that wasn't what pushed me past my breaking point.

No, it wasn't the "take a swan dive off the roof." It wasn't that at all.

What was it then? Very simple. You see, a sludge villain attacked me on my way back home. I was struggling, clawing at the villain, but my efforts were futile. Nothing worked.

When I was about to lose consciousness, guess who showed up? The number one hero, All Might. My former idol.

When I attached myself to him to get him to answer my own question, which was honestly a mistake I shouldn't have made, he used too much power.

He landed on a rooftop after many attempts of pushing me off. Only when I mentioned I'd die was when he stopped. At least he showed me his true colors for a little bit, am I right? He's such an asshole I swear.

Anyways, back onto the story... He poofed into this weird... skeleton. How was he still alive? I have no idea. Especially when he mentioned his stomach being damaged and everything... I was sure he was reanimated by a rare ass quirk.

Anywho, he told me his whole story. Seriously, people trust me with this stuff. It's like I am the main character of a tv show or something. It pisses me off.

And after awhile, I calmed my nerves down to finally ask him a question that has been on my mind.

"Can I.. Can somebody like me.. without a quirk.. become a hero like you?"

Big mistake.

His answer hurt me. I wanted to run and jump off the roof in front of him. He was out of power anyways. He'd probably not care though, especially since I was quirkless.

But I didn't. I didn't do what I wanted to. Why should I? There's around 20% of the population just like me, why would I? But, that was also the last time they did calculations. Who would do calculations for quirks and quirkless anymore? Especially since there's definitely less than 20% with the way the world is. Why would anyone go out of their way to do anything?

Nobody would.

Anyways, after he left I slowly went down to the ground. He didn't even check if I, the quirkless middle schooler, had the ability to get down from a tall fucking building. He just left.