Izuku Midoriya was born quirkless in a world of heros. However, he was bitten by a radioactive spider. His dreams of being a hero is no longer a fantasy
Izuku walked briskly down the street, his hand clutching the ice pack to his forehead. The coolness had provided some relief from the pounding headache that had plagued him all day, but he wanted to throw the pack away. He didn't want to have a bulky ice pack on his head and plus it was starting to melt.
As he searched the street for a trash can, Izuku felt increasingly frustrated. Why were there no trash cans in sight? He looked up and down the sidewalk, but all he could see were parked cars, middle aged guys walking to some bars, and a random cat looking at him through a window.
"Trash, trash, trash, trash," he muttered under his breath, feeling like he was on a wild goose chase. Just as he was about to give up, he spotted a gray trash can a few feet away.
But as he got closer, he realized that the trash can was overflowing with garbage. It was an unpleasant sight, and the smell was overwhelming. He hesitated, wondering if he should just keep walking and hope to find another trash can somewhere.
But then he remembered how his hand was getting cold from holding the ice pack for so long. He didn't want to walk around like that any longer. So, with a grimace, he lifted the lid of the trash can looking away not trying to catch a whiff of the smell and tossed the ice pack in.
He quickly withdrew his hand, wiping it on his pants to get rid of the condensation. "Finally," he muttered to himself, feeling relieved that he had found a place to throw away the ice pack.
Izuku continued to walk down the street lost in thought, thinking about Kyoka and their interactions. He replayed the conversations they had had, and remembered the kind gesture she did for him. It had been a good day....kinda, and he felt like he was finally making progress in possibly being friends with her.
As he continued walking, he noticed something was off about his hand. Looking down, he saw a small, red bump on his hand.
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He wondered what had caused it and if it was the reason for his sudden sickness. 'I don't think a small bite can cause all of this. I think I was just hungry and tired. The crackers, water and rest the nurse gave helped a lot!' Izuku thought as he bit the bump because it was itchy.
Eventually, he arrived at the train station, and to his luck, the train that stopped was his. Exhausted from the science exhibition he had just attended, he found a seat on the train and let out a sigh of relief. As he settled in, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the opportunity to rest and relax for a while. Looking around the train he saw that it was quite empty, thinking no one would sit with him and with the vast amount of seats, Izuku lay down on the seats. As the train chugged along, Izuku's eyelids grew heavy, and he drifted off into a deep sleep.
Timeskip
Izuku was sound asleep on the train, completely unaware of the commotion that was happening around him. A group of rowdy kids had boarded the train, laughing and shouting and causing a ruckus. They threw things at each other, played music through their speakers, and generally made a nuisance of themselves.
