Revenge

A Bitter Truth

"Why?! Why is she acting so weird?" Izuku couldn't understand. His emerald, green eyes stared at the illuminated phone screen that sat in his right hand while his left hand gripped the sheets of his dorm room bed. The thoughts that flew through his mind were nothing more than a jumbled mess.

Ochako Uraraka, Izuku's first friend, and now first girlfriend. Initially when they had started dating Izuku could only describe it as being on cloud nine. She was kind, beautiful, outgoing and not to mention sexy. No matter what, she always made time for him, comforted him when he was feeling down, she was his everything.

That just made this situation even more confusing. His finger scrolled through their various text conversations. What used to be lively chats had become filled with two-word sentences and half-hearted excuses to not spend time with each other. This had gone on for weeks and he was no closer to figuring it out. 'She's realizing just how much of a loser you are...'

Closing his eyes Izuku clenched his left fist harder. He hated this; he hated doubting Ochako but... He was forced to remember how she had been acting, especially around the other boys of their year. He recalled seeing her laughing with the other boys and although she was always a friendly person, he couldn't help but think that she was too friendly. Her playful touches seemed more intimate.

'Stop closing your eyes... You know the truth...'

No! He didn't want to believe it. 'Ochako cheating? No... no t-there's no way.' But... maybe...

"Gah!" Letting out a frustrated yell he stood up. He had to rid himself of these thoughts anyway he could. Searching through his room his eyes fell into his workout bag. Sighing, he scratched his head, in times like these the gym was like a haven. Making his mind up Izuku placed his phone on his desk before grabbing the hem of his plain white T-shirt. Slowly unclothing himself his body slowly came into view. His abdomen, most notably lined with bulging muscles, formed in a pack of six while his ribs matched the same intensity all before, they joined at his v line. More and more of his body was revealed. His pectorals popping out, his triceps, biceps, back and shoulders deeply defined. His muscle definition was not the only change in his body, however.

His face had become thinned of excess fat showing a chiseled jawline and his height which he at one point doubted would grow higher did just that. He was now among the minority of most Japanese residents sitting at 5'11 in height above the average 5'7 and much more above his previous height. Now with his upper body fully exposed he burst into full cowling crossing his room in a near instant. His body was already moving to fit itself with a white tank top.

Maybe it was due to his overworking of his body or perhaps the quirk itself had something to do with it, but he had been for lack of a better word... fixed. His control of OFA had excelled and part of him theorized that the changes of his body were brought about by OFA perhaps to make him a better vessel. Either way he didn't think too much of it.

Grabbing his workout bag, Izuku grabbed the essentials. 'Water, shorts, charger, earphones... can't forget my phone.' For the umpteenth time he let out another sigh, something he found himself doing a lot more often. Making sure everything was accounted for, he put the strap over his shoulder before leaving his room. Wasting little time, he headed downstairs and as per usual once he had reached it, he looked over the common room.

There he spotted the scene he had now become familiar with. Ochako was of course missing, and it was no surprise that nearly the entire population of the boys were gone as well. Ignoring the absent party he gazed at his other remaining classmates. All were occupied. Koda playing with his pet rabbit, Momo reading silently with earbuds in her ears, Jiro tuning the guitar in her hands, Mina/Toru gossiping, and finally Tsu who was flipping through T.V channels absentmindedly.