Ironic

ONESHOT:

Ironic

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The city metro was relatively quiet. People kept to themselves or spoke gently with others around them. The day was a Friday afternoon, school finished ages ago and it wasn't quite rush hour for the big businesses yet.

A certain family were on this very train. They consisted of a blond, spikey-haired father, an emoji-obsessed mother, and a small boy. He had the same hair as his father, same blue eyes as his mother, and was quirkless. Yes, he was part of the 20% of Japan who didn't have a quirk. Being only seven years old, he had suffered a lot.

When the boy was official diagnosed as quirkless, he was bullied consistently buy his classmates. The teachers watched it unfold and did absolutely nothing to fix it. He was bullied from the age of four up until recently when his father finally found out about what was happening to his son.

Oh boy did things not go well for the school.

The boy's dad was mad. Mad of course was an understatement by a few thousand miles. He completely flipped at the school and the students who abused the young boy because of his lack of quirk.

Because the boys father was the number two hero, the school had no way or squirming out of the problem without destroying its reputation. Once letters were sent home the bullys' parents and the school promised to make sure the child was safe, did the dad quiet down. But he also had another idea.

That is why this particular family is on this train.

His dad told him that they would be visiting a friend of his. He never said who, just said someone who could help the boy. Would he be seeing a therapist, or what about a doctor for all the injuries... or maybe even another Quirk-Analysis book because my last one got destroyed! That idea excited him.

The train came to a stop. "Alright, ya nerd. Let's go visit a bigger nerd than you." came a gruff voice from behind the boy. His dad pulled him out of the seat and dragged the boy out of the train and across the station, his mother trailing behind.

"Dad, who are we meeting?" the boy, who was now walking on his own feet, asked curiously, only to get an angry 'tsk' from said man.

"Your uncle Shitty Deku..."

Shitty Deku... Deku... De-ku... "Wait, you mean the Deku! My favourite hero?"

"Yeah, that nerd... and don't you ever say that again or I will-"

"Not now, Love. Save it for your sparring match later." the mother, Camie Bakugo, interrupted from behind.

The boy didn't care though. He's gonna go see his favourite hero! Deku is the number one hero and the new symbol of peace, how couldn't he look up to him? Of course he still loved his father and supported the number second hero, but he also loved to follow Deku's footsteps. The young boy analysed heroes whenever he could, earning the nickname Stupid Nerd from his father. Not an insult, just an indirect praise.

Ding Dong

The front door of the fairly normal-sized house opened up to show a small girl with long black hair and green highlights, wearing a long white dress and little bunny slippers. She stared at the two adults for a moment before turning her gaze towards the young boy. Her brown eyes suddenly lit up with excitement. "So you are Shajiku, correct? My name is Izumi. Daddy told me so much about you!" she extended her hand to the boy.

Shajiku almost forgot to move before quickly shaking the girls hand. I wonder what awesome quirk she has... he thought. And she must be my age... "Y-y-yes, m-my name is S-Shajiku Bakugo." Both children had slightly red cheeks.