Leave me (like you do)

A silence so loud my ears are bleeding

A/N, before we start:

I apologize in advance for any grammar or spelling errors (I don't have a beta). I suck at English even though it actually IS my native tongue, so it's embarrassing lol. On the flip side, I do NOT apologize for writing this book at all, it's been a brain rot of mine for a literal year or two, so I'm glad I've finally gotten the motivation to write it out! Also, I can't write fight scenes for shit, so prepare yourself for those terrible, god-awfully written things throughout this whole series lol.

I also have a habit of pushing myself to make relatively long chapters, so do expect long chapters throughout this whole book (or rather, series) if I cannot handle myself. If this is something that bothers you, you are more than welcome to not read this :)

(I also want to re-state as I put in the summary, this will be cross-posted to Ao3 when fully written for this book. I decided to post on here as I wrote the chapters.)

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Izuku Midoriya had known for months that not all people were born equal when his quirk showed no signs of developing, even at four years old. When he and his mother arrived at the quirk specialist's office earlier that day, the old-looking man had been blunt when he gave his opinions on the matter.

"It's best if he doesn't get his hopes up. He has many of the symptoms of other quirkless...individuals."

It was obvious he was trying to be as polite as he could muster, but it looked as if it physically pained him to say that the quirkless were humans, just like people with quirks. And it was honestly stupid; even he knew that! Sure, he was pretty much as normal as a person could be, but his whole family had quirks—his mom's quirk wasn't even as weak as other people thought, so he should, by all means, have at least a tiny, insignificant quirk. But, apparently not.

After Izuku and his mom walked out of the doctor's office, he saw a look on her face that terrified him, even when he didn't fully understand what it meant. All he knew was that he wouldn't like what would happen after he got home.

Although he was anxious for the next half hour, Izuku still looked out the car windows, admiring the trees, people, animals, and sky as the car drove past everything. It was nearing the end of autumn, and the bright, vibrant colors of the leaves on the surrounding plants were finally starting to darken and fall. Fewer wild animals were out, and the people wandering around on the sides of busy streets and stores were already bundling themselves up in warm clothing.

And, for some odd reason, Izuku felt a sense of foreboding seep deep into him, making his skin and bones its home for the rest of the ride. Only when the car stopped at Izuku's house and his mother all but forced him inside (as quietly as she could) did the foreboding feeling leave, and in its place a silent dread filled in.

His father, Midoriya Hisashi, was home. It was a fact that chilled the poor boy down to his very core, even when his parents were the ones that were supposed to be his safe space. He never had that understanding with him. His words were always harsh, and his actions even more so. Izuku always felt he had to wear a mask of bravery or indifference around him. He didn't feel up to putting on either of those farces at the moment.

"So, how did the visit go with the doctor? When should I be expecting his quirk to surface, Inko?" His father's voice was deep and rough, reverberating in Izuku's chest with fright when he heard the question. The previous fleeting feeling of dread rushed back and nearly knocked him down. His only saving grace was that his mother got him out of sight before his father turned around and saw him. All he had to do was stay quiet and sneak his way to his room before he was caught. Easy-peasy.