Izuku was older now
He was sitting in an empty hall of a school
His eyes showed exhaust as he stared out the window
School was over now
He was watching the other kids get on their buses and left
He sighed and forced himself to stand
He grabbed his heavy bag that looked like it was falling apart by the seems
But non the less he slung it over his shoulder and started walking away
His bus was always late
It took over a half hour after the other busses left just for it to show up
He wasn't going for his bus, not yet
He was heading down the stairs of his high school
He waved at a few students and a teacher
He knew a lot of people and a lot of people knew him, but none of them were friends
There were some who liked him and some who hated him
But overall he was neutral
He roamed the halls of his school killing time until his bus showed up
He walked outside where a semi large group of students were waiting
He merged into the group of students where he continued to wait
His bus arrived and everyone shuffled on
He sat down in a bench and the bus started moving
The remaining standing students were thrown back slightly but they were use to this and swung themselves into a seat
The bus was loud, everyone talking and laughing with each other
Except izuku
He was ignoring the pain of leaning his head on the window as he watched the scenery pass by
He leaned his head up momentarily as the bus drove full speed over a speed bump sending the students into the air
They cheered as izuku put his head on the window again
He reached his stop, grabbing his bag and leaving
He stepped off the bus and made his way down the street
He reached a small house
Opening the door he was greeted with his mother
Inko: hi izuku, how was school?
Izuku: fine
He walked toward some stairs
Inko: super will be ready soon
Izuku: thanks
He walked down the stairs
The basement looked like it was under construction yet it all looked old, like nothing had actually been built in a few years
He went into one of the rooms
Flicking on the light showed a decent bedroom
Not big but it was full of random stuff
He layed on the bed with a sigh
He took out his phone
It was an older model but didn't have any cracks on it
This is where he stayed for a few hours
Just watching random videos to pass the time
But an alarm on his phone interrupted him
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the push to be a hero
Fanfictionwith a father that hated you for a seemingly useless quirk it would be hard for you to follow your dream but with a sister who tries her best for you and a mother that believes in you, you might just be able to do it to be a hero, despite your fathe...
