ℑ𝔰𝔫'𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔰𝔬 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔶?

Skunk heart

People judge us for the smallest things, but the moment they make the exact same mistakes, they expect comfort and love. Yet they still wonder why we all shun and turn our backs on them.

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Yay! Last day of hell! Wish me luck, roadkill!

Izuku grabbed his bag off a hook and headed outside, making sure to wash the smell of blood and death off of him from the night before. He already gets bullied enough, so there's no need for more people to actually believe that he collects dead shit. His room doesn't even smell bad!

"Last day of hell, rah dah dah!" He synchronized the tune to his steps. "Rah! Dah dah dah, dum, dah dah!" He twirled before turning the corner of the school gates, walking inside. The moment he sat down the classroom flooded with kids.

They gave him dirty looks. "Now class, since it's the last day, you have to fill out these forms for what you wanna be when you're older." The entire class groaned, and Izuku looked around at some of the kids. Just like him, they'd be useless in heroism. "But I know you all wanna be hero's!" The teacher threw the papers in the air and the class cheered, using their quirks.

Izuku groaned, rolling his eyes. His quirk was boring, and no doubt would most likely end up as a police officer or a detective when he was older. Like most of these kids.

He made a quick mental note, getting bored of what was going on in the class.

Izuku Midoriya, age; 15. Quirk: Putrefy.

He wasn't paying attention at all until he heard the topic of UA come up. He might be a psychopath, but he was a psycho who wanted to help people. "Katsuki Bakugo and..." he could hear the teachers stifled laughter as he read the names out for UA. "And Izuku Midoriya!"

Everyone turned their head toward him as Katsuki screamed. "What?" He asked. Several kids decided he wasn't worth the time of day, and went back to paying attention to the teacher. Others stared at Bakugo, willing him silently not to do anything.

Katsuki just muttered to himself angrily, before turning to look at the teacher. Izuku snickered to himself, shutting his ass up when Katsuki whipped her head back around to stare him down. Izuku only gave him a sly smile. "Do you want me to beat your ass, Deku?"

"Well that depends, do you wanna get in trouble on the last day?" Izuku's smile widened a bit when the Pomeranian snarled like the dog he is and faced the front of the room again.

"Now then... back to the papers..."

Ahh, packing up to go home has never felt so good!

"Hey, Deku!" He's heard that line so many times he already knows the drill. "What is it, Kacchan?" He could hear Bakugo's signature laugh.

"You remember how I warned you at the start of the year not to apply for UA?" Izuku nodded, already annoyed with him. Can't he just leave him alone for a few days? "Well, a hero school would never accept a quirk like that, so I have an idea for you." Katsuki sat down on Izuku's desk, making the green haired boy groan out of annoyance.

"Take a swan dive off of the roof of the building, and pray for a better quirk in the next life! Maybe you'll even have someone who cares about you, and not a mom who's too scared to say anything about how weird you are!"

Izuku really wanted to punch Bakugo, but ultimately decided against it. "See you next year at UA, Bakugo!" He waved him goodbye and walked off.

He walked into his apartment building and went straight to his room. Inko was working upstairs, on her laptop. She normally had headphones in because she was always on calls, so Izuku set his bag down and got changed as quickly as he could.

Hey, he could traumatize kacchan, and potentially scar his loving mother. He wouldn't, because he was definitely going to send him a picture of the long fall from the apartment rooftop and sent a text message saying 'goodbye'. It would be hilarious.

He snuck upstairs and trekked up the 50,000,000 flights of stairs to finally get up to the concrete roof. He slowly walked to the edge and took a picture before heading back down, he's not a psycho who would jump off a roof like that. He's a psycho who collects dead things, he doesn't plan on being one.

When he got back to his room he sent the text and set his phone down. Now he would score the rest of his summer to three things. His mom, the collection of dead things that grows every week, and the UA entrance exam.

He knew there were two parts, a physical and a practical. He wasn't really ready for either of them, so he started on the practical. Anything and everything he thought he'd need on that test, he spend hours reading articles and documents and watching videos.

Then it was the physical. He had thought about cleaning up that trashy beach, be he noticed someone was already down there and he didn't want to interrupt them, so he left. Instead, he got on his knees and begged his mother to take him to the gym. It wouldn't help much, but he'd find alternatives for it. Somehow.

He went on walks a lot more now. Specifically at night. He was certainly lucky this time, because he found a dead crow in an alley. It was pretty close to 9:30, but he just couldn't help it. This was a rare score!

He went to the crow and carefully cradled it in his arms, trying not to damage the feathers or anything like that. Well his ass needs to hurry the fuck up and get that crow out of there because the one who killed the crow is on his merry way to kill him.

Izuku looked at the man and took a step back, letting him fall flat on his face. "Bye~!" Izuku started sprinting, which he was very fast, considering he was a scrawny little thing.

"Get back here!" The villain yelled after him. "I thought villains only killed hero's!" Izuku yelled from further head, making the villain angry.

"Are you fucking stupid?! Killing you will make my name know!"
"I really doubt that."