Never Wanted To Dance

its just just a normal schoolday!

Most omega's start their first heat at 13, maybe 14. If they're a male omega, they'll split.

Thats really fucking painful.
Now, Midoriya is around that 'blooming' age, and he's scared out of his mind. His classmates have made legit rape threats against him.

Kami, this is why he loathes being a stupid omega. They're like- the bottom of the bunch.

The gum at the bottom of the barrel.

There's a lot of bottom associated with omegas.

So, besides the rape threats, the name calling, and the straight-up torture hidden behind a facade of basic bullying, Midoriya is doing great! It's around July, his birthday, so he's going out with his mom to celebrate!

They're gonna go down to the local 7-Eleven buy some food and spice it up a little! He can't wait. He's been super happy at school - the teachers haven't taken it well... but at least he hasn't been beat up! It's a wonderful day, the sun is shining, the birds.. the birds really aren't singing, but it's still a great day!

And for Midoriya, good days always get ruined.

He's late to class, yea, big deal. He doesn't think the teachers would mark him absent anyway. But, it's all okay! And he still has to go, of course! So he rushes out his door and onto the paved streets.

Midoriya isn't  your average omega. He wants to be a hero. Of course, he can't deny his biological code, and he's a shy, short dude. He can't really stand up off himself.. but hey, no judges him. On his little ID, when he became a legal adult at 13, it says omega. He's meant to have these traits, right?

Off track. He reaches the arched gate and quickly rushes past and into the building. The halls are decorated with blue lockers and white floors, but he doesn't pay attention. He's quite fast, and he must be running from the bullies.
Ugh, off track! Shut your pretty little brain up, Izuku! No need to trauma dump, what? 300 words in? Stop. Get some help!!

He skids to a stop in front of his classroom just before the bell dings above. He rushes in, dodges feet, trying to trip him up, and sits down in his seat.
He places his backbag between his feet because when he leaves in his locker.. well, things get messy. And burnt.

He's been.. feeling off. Like something is wrong. It's definitely wrong. But, hey, it's not hurting, so he has nothing to worry about!

Nothing. At. All.

He feels like he's preheating in an easy bake oven, and that's a little weird. It's the middle of July! And almost his birthday!

Oh, how he can't wait for his birthday!! He's gonna spend it with his mom, she promised to take off work, and they're gonna make kastudon!

He's so excited that he almost trips over the gate of the school as he rushes in, and he pushes through. The big ball of heat in the sky beats down on his sun-kissed n' freckled skin, but he doesn't mind as he rushes toward his classes.

He'll probably get detention for his trouble, but whatever!!

He slides open the classroom door, backpack still slings over his shoulders and eyes still filled with a special light.

All heads snap to him, and his good mood drops.

Are they mad at him? Is he in trouble? Should he not have come at all? Does he smell bad? What's wrong?

Their gazes are sharp and basically make him wilt. He quickly makes his way to his desk, then tucks his backpack between his legs under his desk.

He has a feeling this day isn't going to end well.

// A/N //

Hi there!~ author here, yea, izuku it is NOT going to be a good day

but he's an omega.. has been since he was like? What? 12? Hasn't actually "presented," or "bloomed" or any of that bs. Just, like, everyone knows.

We all know what's gonna happen on his birthday! Yea, sorry Izuku, you aren't getting that kastudon. Say goodbye to your shame!

Thanks for reading, and have a blessed day!!~

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