The End.

Why.

"Defenseless Izuku!" shouted Kacchan, or rather, Katsuki Bakugou, after he had shoved me to the ground for the third time today.

"You can't even stand upright!" He shouted in an arrogant tone. Yeah, I can, but you pushed me. I thought, not daring to speak to the angry blonde, much less look at him.

"Heh, your not worth my time, not with the U. A. entrance exams coming up. And if I find out that you applied, I'll beat you senseless. Got it, nerd?" He threatened, not wanting me to get in his way.

"Y-yes Kacchan!" I squeak out, lifting my green eyes to look at his red ones,

"Good," he said as he proceeds to kick me before walking away with his friends.

"Why me..." I whispered sitting up slowly, wincing at the pain in my ribs.

"He is kicking harder these days, I wonder if he has been working out," I mumble quietly to myself, standing up and heading out of the classroom.

When I get home I greet my mom and go to my room shortly after.

"Maybe I shouldn't apply for U.A after all, Kacchan sounded really serious about beating me up if I did..." I wonder out loud, thinking about how hard he has been hitting recently. 'No.' says a mysterious voice in my head that I have come to listen to, Why not? 'He's still going to beat you up no matter what you do, so you should just make the best of it and apply.' I guess you have a point... okay, I'll apply. I said, giving in to his request, not totally sure.

The next few weeks at school were absolute hell. My teacher had mentioned that I was applying for U.A, and Kacchan beat me up pretty well, but, he did warn me, so I can't blame him. I ended up with a black eye, and a cracked rib, I had gone to the hospital and said that I had fallen down the stairs so that way Kacchan didn't get in trouble. When my mom asked I gave her the same excuse, but I know that the incident had worn her pretty thin because of how tired she looked. After that I started to cut myself for comfort, the liquid crimson just looks so good to me. Like a light in the darkness.

The week after that was the U.A. entrance exams. Based on my own analysis, I passed, but just barely. Kacchan probably passed with flying colors due to how much better he is than me. I could barely understand the science exam because I'm a useless idiot.

Now I'm staring at my letter from U.A. It will tell me If I got in or not. 

"Okay, it's not like it's going to kill me. Just open it!" I whisper to myself then reach for the letter. While opening it, a projection disk falls out and begins to play. "Hello, young Midoriya! I'm here to inform you that you passed! You're in Class 1-A! Hope to see you soon!"

"I-I passed! Oh my goodness, I passed!" I shouted, happier than I have been in over a year. I have to tell mom! Should I tell Kacchan? I questioned, hoping the voice would answer. 'No, he will find out when you have a class with him anyway, so why bother.' The mysterious voice responded, much to my delight. Good point. I responded, concluding that he was right, knowing Kacchan's personality.

After I had run downstairs and told my mom, we had a celebratory dinner with the main course being katsudon, my favorite. I only ate a little bit, just so that she didn't have to cook for a few days. After eating, I hugged and kissed her goodnight, very grateful to have such an amazing mother.

Over the next few weeks, I had been getting ready for my new high school life, trying to not be too expensive of course. This is the day I step into U.A. as a student. Oh man, I'm not ready.