Everyone had been stunned into silence.
Shinsou didn't know if it was because Midoriya was implying that he was quirkless, or the shock that someone, someone had actually told the kind cinnamon roll to go kill himself.
Midoriya was still crying as he desperately tried to suck oxygen into his lungs.
"I have been made fun of my entire life for not having a quirk! Bullied, teased, pranked! I'm pretty sure Hitoshi has gone through worse things that me for his quirk, and I'm not gonna let you say anything bad about him when he's trying his best! I thought you were better than this! I thought the students accepted into UA wouldn't be participating in quirk discrimination, if UA was willing to let a quirkless student take the heroics entrance exam!"
"But... Deku... you have a quirk! You punched the Zero Pointer!" Uraraka protested.
What was he talking about? He clearly has a quirk! There's no way a normal human could do that... and the green lighting-
"That was the first time I ever used a quirk! For the first time in my life, that stupid wish of waking up with a quirk was fulfilled!"
"But you have a quirk now, no?" Aoyoma tried to reason, "With a quirk as versatile as yours, he could make you -"
"SHUT UP!" Midoriya roared.
"You keep calling him a villain for his quirk! If that's the case, all of us are villains! You, me, Uraraka, Aizawa Sensei, All Might, all of us might as well be villains!"
He hastily wiped the tears in his eyes away, before he growled, "Hitoshi isn't a bad person! He'll never be! But yet, all you do is judge him for his quirk! If I remained quirkless, are you gonna tell me that I'm worthless!? That I'm a useless waste of space!? That I should throw myself off the roof of a building or hang myself like everyone other person told me to!?"
His breath hitched, as all the old memories clouded his mind.
"Worthless Deku!"
"Yeah! He's better off dead!"
"He wants to be a hero!? He's be dead before he even moves! Or maybe he should just be killed by a villain!"
"Wanna be like All Might? Stop joking around. A quirkless freak like you can't do shit!"
"̵G̶o̵ ̵h̶a̶n̶g̴ ̷y̷o̷u̵r̸s̷e̷l̶f̷,̶ ̴D̸e̷k̶u̸!̸"̷
"̵̫͌Ÿ̵̩ō̸̺u̵̱̍'̴͎̔r̶̙̃ẹ̵̐ ̸̘̋ṳ̸͐s̷͍̊ě̷͉l̵̬̃e̵̯̒s̴̫̀ṡ̴̥,̴̘͝ ̶̥̄D̸̻̆e̸̛̺k̷̰̕ù̶̠!̶̭͝ ̷͙̊G̶̟̏ọ̶̒ ̷͖͠k̵̦̊ỉ̷̫l̶͗͜l̷̥̅ ̴͙͛y̶͍͛ò̸ͅú̵͖r̸͎̒s̶̥̈́e̸̖̽l̶͖̊f̴͔̚!̴̨͝"̸̪̓
"̷̜̑̏͠G̸̨͕̩͎̖̻͂͌̇͑ǫ̸̢̲͓̗͌̒͜ ̸̛̠̯̮͉̓̎̒̓̅͜t̶͕͕́̊̾ā̸̡̤̘̤͈̬̿͑͘̕͠k̵̨̫̪̺̔̈́́̏é̷̳̬̐̃ͅ ̵͖̠̟̙̆̇͝ą̸͔̞̘̪̭̝̄̌̐̈́̏ ̸̨̨̤͚̻̯̻̑̃̂̌̀̚ş̵͕̟͇̺̈́w̷̟̔͘a̸̢͍̭̒̈́̓ṅ̸̤̦̺̱̗̎͒̉̂͗͝ ̷̹̪̼̑̋̈́͛̎d̸̢̞̱͖̆i̴̛̝̖̳̩̙͔̓͘v̴̨̺̟͋̀̈́̍̉̉e̴̙̺͑̽̓͛̆ ̷̙̳̲͍̙̳͓̈́o̶̮̯͍̞͍̒̿̽̕f̴̠̱̬̣̤͈͌͊͗́̾f̵̡̛̯͍̯̥́̓͊͝͝ ̴̧̩̰͊t̴͍̤͐̎͋̇h̶̠͂̈e̷͎̯̖͛̌̀͌̀̑ ̷̡̧̗̙̇́͂̋͜͠r̷̛͍̝͎̦̯̮̜͂̋̔̕o̷̬̪̙̞̎̃̔͝o̵͎̣̖͙̾͆̈́f̷̰͈̝͚̄͌̐͜͝ͅ ̷̡͈̾͝o̷͉̮̺̬͌͋̏͘͝f̴̯͚͍͇̾̔̈́̀͘ͅ ̵̨̛̳̣̲͖̋͌̈́̽̅͝a̸͙̥͇̹̗͖̼̋́ ̴̺̬͖̓͊͌̋b̵͇̪̻͚̅̇͗u̷͈̬͈̠̰͊̇͆͠i̶̧̝̭̓̎͘l̸͙̻̟̩̗͇͚͐̈́͝d̴̨͖̄̾̏̍̿͘ḭ̵̟̟̼͔̘͂͒̓̾̇̌̄n̸̨̹͖̥̾͆͠g̵͖͖̫̐̆̕͝,̸̙̟̘̀͛͗̀̑ ̸͔̪̤̯̣̀̀́̈́̓̇a̵̤̦̞͎̩͙̟͗̈́̇̍̀̌͐n̴̼͉̐͜d̷̛̟̻̞̲̊̎̍̓̚͝ ̸͈͑̐ḣ̷͉̟͍̻̆͊̍͑͌ȏ̴̢̜̲̗͚̐́̚͜p̶͉̣̻̟̮̘̐͐̑̐͜ȅ̸̤͌̍͐̊̃͝ ̵̥͍̐͂̾ͅͅf̵̭̯̜̦̼͛͝ͅỏ̷͉̤̙̞͇r̵̘̾̿̓̾̎̕ ̶̛̺͋͘̕à̵̪̗͆͆͐̀ ̵̝̦͋͊͗̒͑̚q̷̢͓̹̪͂u̶̧̘̘̔͜i̸̢̫͍̹̱̟̦̊̎r̵̥͓̾͒̎̓͊̇̋k̵̖̖̺̟͛̔ͅ ̶̛͔̗̋̀̊́̕͝î̶̠̜̠͇͕͒̎̓̑̾̕n̴̥͕̭̉̉̾̒ ̷̛͕̱̿y̴̧̞̲͒̾̈́́o̶͍̩̩̣͝u̵̫̫͔̽̓́͝r̷̢̤̟̍̂ ̶̢͔̺̄̉ņ̵̢̟̫̥̓̈̀̂̂ḕ̸̮̖̱̣̱̠x̶̨̖̭̭͙͇͖͐̔͒̍̕t̶̩̗̘͈̝̭̃ ̶͉͖̠̤̞͐̄̾̐́͜l̷̛̛̬̞͈͔̺̆͊̑͆ǐ̵̜̹̰̗͐̏͆̊̂͜͝ͅf̸̨͍̖̤͔͖̻̈́̀͘e̴̢͉͙̫̮͌̈́ͅ!̴̛͒̐̑̏͜"̶̢̡̛͇̟̮̥̑͋͗̓̇͠"̸̻̰̅̌͊͋̓̈
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On Edge
FanfictionGrudges are powerful things. They latch onto you like a leech, never letting go, sucking you dry until that pain, that itch, is all you can fixate on. Ojiro and Aoyoma never forgot what Shinsou did during the Sports Festival. And much darker, deeper...
