The polished white room's cracks, as well as those in the tile flooring, let light in. The baby blue bed was in the corner of the room, with a snow-haired figure sitting on it, while the cabinets hugged the walls. They had eye holes despite having bandages from head to toe.
Their steady heartbeat was being relayed by a machine next to them. Their arm trembled, and the bandages on their arm turned a pale pink as they nervously groped for a remote control on the bedside table next to them.
They chose the late-night news station by carefully pressing a button. Being up to date on the most recent issues was beneficial for many reasons.
Straight at the camera, the TV's male speaker said, "Would you like to know what it's like to be the sole person in a world full of superhumans without a superpower?
You wouldn't. People would behave differently toward you. Inhumanely different, filled with contempt and hatred.
Izuku Midoriya, however, was born without a quirk, whereas everyone else did. Out of everyone in the world, he was the only one who was different. No one like him could be found, not even if he searched to the ends of the earth."
Not having a quirk was possible? The snow hair thought, his life must be shit.
"He was weak. Powerless, useless, and worthless without a quirk. Well, that's what they told him.
His mother, classmates, teachers, and even strangers living in his hometown looked down upon him. If there was a problem— if something bad ever happened it was because of Midoriya.
It was always his fault.
Every.
Time."
God, this is getting sadder and sadder.
"He even thought it would change if he was nicer. So, he let people walk all over him, letting them beat him up if they wanted to. He tried to accept it, but he was found today, Friday, March twentieth at two fifteen in front of the school he attended after he had jumped off the school rooftop."
Oh my—
"It is said that as he preformed his act, his childhood friend and neighbor, who will not be named, witnessed him do it. Although after some digging from the friend, he posted some pictures on social media. These pictures were of Midoriya's Hero Journals and in these journals he claimed what really pushed him off the edge."
His mother or father maybe?
"He wrote, and I quote, 'On some random rooftop I saw All Might today. He has been my idol since I was born, so I was shocked. I asked for his autograph and before he could go I asked him the question. I asked him, "Can I still be a hero if I don't have a quirk?" He laughed and said, "A hero? Without a quirk you cant even be a police officer!" and went on with his day.'
The snow haired gasped, That— All Might would never say that!
But before the man could continue, the screen went black. They slowly turned their head to the door and were met with a male in a blue lab coat.
"What have I told you about watching television this early in the morning," he asked while pushing a cart of food into the room, clearly irritated.
The snow haired leaned back into the bed, their hair being pressed against their back, and opened their mouth. A horse voice and choppy word came out of it, "Stress."
"That's right Yuki," the man sighed, "it causes stress."
Both the male and Yuki sat in silence for a few seconds before the male spoke once more, "That poor child, he didn't deserve it."
Yuki asked, her voice breaking, "Mid-oya?"
"Yes, Midoriya, everyone knows about him. His story is sad, but if you dig deeper it gets even worse. Father left and mother abused him while taking drugs. Students would beat him in front of teachers, but they wouldn't do anything."
The male sighed again, "His funeral is being hosted tomorrow and I haven't met a single person who isn't going."
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Yuki glanced at the window next to her bed and thought, What is it like to die, Midoriya?
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And one thing she didn't know, was that Izuku Midoriya couldn't have answered that question, because he, for one, had never died.
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(This chapter is a bit boring, but I promise it gets better! Also, sorry for being dead for months 💀)
-vampf3ver
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FanfictionIzuku Midoriya was worth nothing more than Zero all his life. The number one hero in Japan even told him he couldn't be a hero. His own mother, his classmates, his teachers, and even strangers in his hometown told him he would always be nothing more...
