❝𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘛𝘖𝘖, 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘎 𝘓/𝘕, 𝘊𝘈𝘕 𝘉𝘌 𝘈 𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘖!❞ ❝𝘏𝘦𝘩!?❞
In which a quirkless teen doesn't mind the fact she can't be a hero, until the Number 1 Hero comes along and makes her life a mess.
[Fem!Reader takes the place of Midoriya]
Y/n pushed herself off of the brick wall she'd been leaning against, glaring down at her classmate. He was a notorious bully, especially to the quirkless ones, and had decided Y/n was his victim for the day.
The separate thing was no one really knew she was quirkless. Her classmates had never once asked so most assumed it was some type of strength quirk, considering how well the h/c haired girl could hold herself against those with quirks.
The male, Tsuneyuki, propped himself up on his forearms and lifted his head to stare at the h/c haired girl. He hadn't been expecting her to actually get one over on him. His quirk was nail manipulation. It wasn't much considering all he could do was make them sharper, that's why many of his victims usually had scratches by the time he was done with them, doing his best to make sure the lines never scratched.
Y/n clicked her tongue. "I don't know what you think you're doing, but don't try pulling that shit with me again." She picked her bag up off the dirty ass ground and slung it over her shoulder, turning to leave. She didn't get more than seven feet before the boy spoke up.
"I know you're quirkless!"
Y/n stopped in her tracks and tightened her grip on the strap. She debated whether or not to face him once more. She already wasted a good half hour putting him back in his place. Precious time that could have been spent watching her fat raccoon walk around and play. Time that could have been spent sleeping or eating. Why should she waste more on someone she wasn't gonna see anymore in less than a year?
"I'll...I'll tell everyone you're actually quirkless!" His voice got noticeably more weaker than when he first had spoken out. He was losing confidence. "It makes sense since you're always hanging out with those other no quirk freaks. You're just like them."
Y/n let out a hum and turned her head to the side, giving him the attention he wanted so bad. "Do it." She pivoted her whole body in his direction once more. "Tell them." She stepped closer, bending down to glare at him. "Tell everybody how you got your ass handed to you by some quirkless nobody." The e/c eyed girl stood straight once more. "It'll show who's more pathetic out of the both of us."
Tsuneyuki faltered. His forearms gave out at last, dropping his exhausted body on the asphalt. There was a clear difference between Y/n and Tsuneyuki. He had a quirk, she didn't. He hunched over a lot, she stood with pride. He couldn't fight to save his life. His victims were too scared to even try and fight back. Y/n wasn't even sweating while the male sported a bruise on his cheek, and stomach most likely, he'd have to check when he got home. He didn't know she had experience with fighting. he didn't know she could take down men twice her size. How could he? She was supposed to be a quirkless nobody. But how can you say that you're better than someone when you don't make use of your quirk? It could be argued that such a thing would make you just as useless as a quirkless freak. A deku.
