Yours as it is mine.

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The setting was a warm afternoon, a few feet from a suburban area's street corner. The sky was a calming orange as the sun's light was shared throughout the clouds. It was relaxing to say the least, however, a young boy stood shaking; dressed in an all-black uniform. It appears he had just came from school's dismissal and was on his way home. The young man's face was of fear and doubt.

Though he trembled, his mind was beyond Earth. Memories, memories of his days as a young child yearning for uniqueness and purpose in this world of super humans.  For in this world of powers dubbed "Quirks", Izuku Midoriya, was Quirkless.

Every billboard that ever blared, taunted him, 'Anyone can be a hero!' Izuku knew, that was a lie.

And on that day.
That rooftop.
"Even All Might said so. . ."

The honk of a passing car's horn pulled Izuku out of his memory files and back into reality. The reality of what would happen if he were to complete this action he assigned himself.

He quivered, looking down at the small, rugged rock he held clenched in his hand.
"Damn it Izuku. . ." He inhaled sharply "Are you really going to do this?. . ."
He looked through the stone as his vision doubled, staring at his feet.
"Can you do this? . . ."

'Toomp', 'Toomp'
Footsteps were faint in the distance.
There.
But faint.
'Toomp', 'Toomp'

"All you have to do is run. . . But what if you're not fast enough?"
'Toomp', 'Toomp'
"What if you trip?"
'Toomp', 'Toomp'
"You're Dead."
'Toomp', 'Toomp'

The rock in his hand was under pressure and so was his heart, his mind and his will. His blood boiled. Izuku gritted his teeth.
"goD-"
Lifted his clenched fist containing the stone.
"-DAMITTT-"
Yelling, he launched his hand forward with release.
"-KACCHAN!!!"

The rock he held so long left his sweaty palms flying.
Turning the street corner, ash-blonde spikes appeared. Piercing, red eyes and a face of frustration made its way into the stone's line of sight.

Flop.

The stone sat near the boy's shoe,and with those red eyes of his, he looked down at the stone predatorily, and  causally stooped to pick it up.

The boy erected himself, this time, looking taller and prouder than before. He inspected the stone and then slowly, fixed his gaze on Izuku. He had more sweat beads than stars in the sky. His face was pale and seemed to be melting, morphing-- maybe he does have a quirk?

"Did you just try and hit me with a rock?"
The shock on his face almost hid his irritation. His tone was deep and unwelcoming.
Now drenched in sweat, wearing the face described before- he nodded a yes and in a nanosecond he was on his toes.

B O O M
Sparks flew from his chaser's palms.
"YOU BASTARD!"
"WHEN I'M DONE WITH YOU, YOU'LL BE PULLING YOUR HEAD OUT YOUR ASS!"
He was vivid - clearly

It was Katsuki Bakugou. What did you expect?
Izuku, given a second to look back, saw Satan propaganda.

"DEKU!!!"     
"WHERE THE FUCK DID ALL THAT NERVE COME FROM?"

Where did all that nerve come from? Okay, it was not a lot of nerve, but it was something seeing as their relationship is. Katsuki resents the weak, those with pathetic quirks; blue noses, sparkly teeth, those are below him.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 11, 2018 ⏰

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