{MHA} The Lonely Pyromaniac

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-The Lonely Pyromaniac-

Name: Ikemoto "Midori" Midoriya (M)

Name meaning: Reservoir, "Green", Green valley

Height: 183 cm/6'0" (As of entering UA)

Hair colour: Black

Eye colour: Green

Blood Type: AB+

DOB: November 5

Country of Origin: Japan

Quirk: Thermokinesis- He can steal heat from any source, and can change that heat into a fire. When he starts a fire he uses his pyrokinesis to shape the fire, and he can also transfer the heat to any place. If he takes enough heat away from his surroundings, he can form ice, but he cannot control it.

Cons of Quirk: If he starts to overuse his quirk, he becomes dizzy, with a major headache or chest pain. And his quirk doesn't work as well in colder weather. If he stores too much heat into his body, his lungs start to fill with smoke.

-Ikemoto-

When I was four years old, Izuku was five. He was more than a year older than me, but I always seemed to be the one standing up for him. I never had any friends of my own; never needed them. I always stuck with my big brother, and leeched off of his friendships. So when he was diagnosed with quirklessness that year, my life changed too.

When I got my quirk, a dragon tattoo burned itself onto my left arm, and it glowed red whenever I used my quirk.

Bakugo was always nicer to me than he was to Izuku, probably because I had a quirk, but I had the feeling that he felt threatened by my presence. Whenever I was around, he wasn't as mean to Izuku as he usually was.

When I was five, Izuku was meant to begin school. On the first day, however, I refused to let him leave without me, and eventually Mom gave up and let me go to school with him.

Now I was thirteen and in my last year of middle school with Izuku.

I watched as my brother ran towards a villain fight. I yawned and rubbed an eye as I walked after him. I may have been younger by over a year, but he had more energy than I could ever hope to have. I'd finally caught up to him and he was talking to an old geezer who had three weirdly shaped antennas on his head. "What is wrong with your head?"

"Hey! Didn't your mother ever tell you to respect your elders?"

"Well, aren't you funny? Have you considered being a comedian?" I snarked. "Come on, Nii-san. We're gonna be late," I called.

"Okay! I'm coming, Ike-kun!"

I groaned when we walked in front of the school building. I heard girls squeal when I walked past them in the hallway. All I was doing was walking; what's the big deal? I saw Izuku's and my classroom. I opened the door and walked to my desk as the teacher began class.

"I would hand out these future career forms, but I assume you all want to become heroes!" The teacher then threw the forms in the air and everyone started cheering and activating their quirks. I just glanced out the window in disgust and boredom. "Yes, yes you all have wonderful quirks, but you know you're not allowed to use them in school, kids."

"Hey Teacher! 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! Heh!" Bakugo drawled. My eye twitched as everyone started yelling at Bakugo. I hated it, but he was right for the most part. Besides me and him, everyone had lame, useless quirks, and Izuku didn't even have a quirk.