Who Would Have Thought?!

Ch.5

-A day later, Saturday evening

-Izuku's POV

I rub the towel against my head just to dry my mess of a wet hair a bit, so it won't start dripping onto my notes while I write.

I stroll over to my window, I closed it since my mom would bite my head off if she sees it's open letting in the cold air while my hair is wet.

I rather not anger her, especially now days...

She is totally hyped up about when I'll be leaving after the summer, but there's still a long way till then...

But since she is so hyped up she keeps constantly talk about it 'I can't wait till you leave' or 'am so going on a vacation when you finally gone' or 'I deserve an award for doing such good job and am going to get it when you gone'...

*Sigh* and she tries to make sure am 'fine' at all cost so my dad wouldn't start lecturing her on not taking care of me properly.

It's a whole God damn mess honestly.

To begin with, the only reason am still here it's cause dad said it would be better if I finish school here.

So, am still here.

I turned the lamp on my desk on, tho I have to say I can't wait till I can go to dad!

I can finally do something I want and I won't have to worry about anyone bothering me!

I mean yeah, it won't be easy...

I pulled my chair out, my drawer as well and got my note book out with my pencil case, putting it on top of my desk I closed the drawer then I sat down.

...but at least I can do something for real, not just writing random notes but something that I can and will control, I also want to show dad am smart and not useless tho, I know he doesn't really think that of me.

Hm?... This should be dry enough, five minutes is usually enough, so I put the wet towel on the back of the chair.

There's no point in trying to be a hero when... I don't really want to be anymore.

It's cool and all but, it's only an image.

Now days people run away rather than trying to help if something happens claiming a hero will come and help.

Annoying really.

Then they start yelling for one, crying and begging...

And if someone dies it's the so called heroes who are to blame.

I was too wrapped up in my ideology of wanting to be a hero, I was way ahead of myself and fall on the other side of the horse...

And had to facepalmed the muddy ground.

But at least now I opened my eyes, not just taking random notes of heroes and villains weakness and best moves but go deeper seeing the bigger picture.

Even the frame that surrounds it.

98.6% of the population are born with quirks.

And the rest that includes myself are quirkless, 1.4%.

Of course, if we not just say percentage but the amount of people in number it will sound a lot.

But it's nothing if one individual quirkless is being surrounded with just 999 quirk users, who all obviously will think that they're placed higher on the food chain...

That do sounds like torture, and it is.
Even worst that the quirk users will think of themselves as some sort of God cause they have quirks, so they must be cool and chosen or something.

So they will push the quirkless all under the wheel and even then they will think of themselves as if they're nice human beings.

It's ridiculous.

But if quirks can appear they can dissapear.

What if all that suddenly vanished?

The quirk users will be broken into pieces of whom they once were.

While the quirkless all just live on as they always have but, those are usually children cause by the time they all grow up...

That 1.4% will be divided by at least 2, since we usually all die before even turning 18 really.

But once again, the quirkless people number will decrease at every two years with 0.11%, and so does the number of how many of them grow up will decrease but that happens at every year.

And it's not even because we get into villain attacks but because of the constant bullying.

It's ridiculous all together.

God... why am I wasting my time thinking about this every week?

It's stupid, am stupid.

There's no use really, but it's also stupid saying a quirkless person cannot be a hero.

I could be if I trained for it plus... yeah I could use that but I need to wait a while longer and as I said, I prefer leaving behind the wanting to be hero part of my life.

That's over, ain't going to try that.

"*Sigh* where was I left?..." I mumbled to myself while grabbing my pen and flipping my book open.

I quickly write the time and date from my phone screen into the book and as I was about to continue writing where I left off...

"Izuku! Come here!"

I heard my mother yell, amazing...

"God, I love my sarcasm." I mumbled.

What now?

I wash the dishes, made the beds, vacuum the whole house, clean the bathroom... don't tell me...

She-she want's me to try cooking again?!

God, no!

I keep burning everything! I zone out and before I knew it something catches on fire!
All the damn time!

For some God damn reason I can't cook anything! And I mean anything!
Am capable of burning things in the microwave and I still don't know how?!

I hate cooking or anything related to it!

It's just impossible for me and I long give up on ever cooking a proper meal, and if it wasn't for my dad who said I have to eat protein no matter what to build my body I would be just eating salad and fruits!

Things that doesn't need heat of any sort!

...I hate it, all kinds of cooking! Baking or frying!...

"*Frustrated sigh* Jeez..."