Villain Deku - Gifted Abilities

Put your worst foot foward

We'll be switching perspectives throughout the book. When we enter someone else's POV it will usually be at the start or near the end of a chapter. Anyways, enjoy Junior High Midoriya!

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I woke up to my alarm clock screeching in my ear. I haphazardly slapped at the clock, accidentally knocking it off the bedside table. When it hit the floor it practically shattered on the hardwood.

'Unfortunate. I'll have to replace that later,' I thought as I stared at the broken clock.

I swung my legs to the side of my bed and got out, careful to avoid the pieces of the clock. I normally set my clock at five so I could have two hours to get ready and head to school.

I headed to my bathroom—well, it was the guest bathroom but we never had guests so I thought of it as my own—and stared at myself in the mirror. I brushed my hands through my tangled green hair, and splashed my face with water as I did my daily skincare routine.

My eyes were a dull green and freckles littered my face. I really couldn't care less about how I looked, but I had to keep the acne away somehow.

I exited my bathroom and grabbed my junior high uniform, putting it on and then sweeping up the clock. Afterwards, I finally went to eat breakfast.

I hardly felt like making my own breakfast and instead grabbed microwave ready rice to eat instead. My mother was still asleep- and she would be till around 6:30, so I simply ate in silence by myself.

I was a slow eater. For as long as I could remember I have been. So, by the time I finished eating I could hear my mother waking up. I got up from the table, and put my bowl in the sink.

'I don't feel like speaking with her right now' I thought as I quietly slipped back into my room before my mother had the chance to see me awake.

I shut and locked the door behind me as I entered the room. I quickly grabbed my schoolwork and hero analysis notebook from my desk and shoved them both in my bag. I yanked the thing onto my back and unlocked my door.

I stood there for a moment. Today felt like it would be different. I had a sinking feeling in my gut, 'Whatever could this be about?' I thought as I stepped out of my room.

Mom was sitting on the couch watching the morning news. I stood in the foyer for a moment watching as well. Some story about a missing person.

"Oh, that's horrible! Please be careful Izuku-" I heard my mother say. I hadn't noticed her turn around to face me.

"Of course I'll be okay mom, I have a strong quirk," I responded, grasping at the air to make a shadowy pocket knife.

Mom sighed, "I know sweetie, I just don't want to see you hurt," she grasped her cheek and her eyebrows furrowed with worry.

"I'll be fine mom!" I let out an exasperated sigh and opened the door, leaving the house.

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As I walked my normal route to school I watched the sun rise. It was always beautiful and was one of the few things in life I enjoyed. I fiddled with the pocket knife I had made, tossing it in the air and catching it.

When I felt someone's eyes on me I accidentally dropped the knife, cutting my palm in the process. I grabbed my hand and let out a little gasp.

Momentarily forgetting why I had even dropped the knife in the first place I swung my bag off my shoulder and began to search for band-aids. I always kept a box on me— you could never be too careful!