KamiJirou-Dreaming

Annoying Classmates

"Watch where you're going, you f*cking dumbass!" Bakugou screamed at Midoriya who jumped in suprise. It was a fact that Midoriya was just minding his buisness and it was Bakugou who was being a burden. All the same, Midoriya apollogized to him. 

"O-oh, I'm s-so s-sorry, Kacchan," he stuttered.

"F*ck you, get out of my way, you wimp," Bakgou replied, forcing his way through, knocking him to the ground. A clatter rang as Midoriya's school supplies fell onto the floor. 

Denki, seeing this, walked over to the stooped Midoriya and helped him clean up his backback. 

"Sorry, about that," Denki said to him as he put a red pen back into Midoriya's pencil pouch, "Something's ticked him off today,he's been like that all morning."

"No, i-it's fine, Kaminari, really," Midoriya replied, a small but emotional smile on his face,"I'm quite used to it by now."

Denki fell quiet for a moment as the two boys got up and started to their classroom.

"What do you mean your used to it?" Denki asked him,"I mean, yeah, he's been yelling at you ever since we started school, but you say it like you've known it for years."

"O-oh that's what you mean," Midoriya looked up at the ceiling, scratching his chin as he thought about it for a moment.

"Well," he responded after a brief moment of silence,"We've gone to the same pre-school, elementary, and middle school, so you can say I've known him my whole life."

"To be totally honest," he continued, "I was quirkless for most of those years, until now when I was giv- ahem, sorry - when I developed my quirk. I'm sure that much is evident."

"Yeah, you did seem to have severe uncoordination with your quirk," Denki replied in the same thoughtful manner, disregarding Midoriya's "coughing issue", "Like you had only developed it a few weeks prior."

"Y-yeah, so I was bullied for being quirkless," Midoriya said, looking a little depressed,"I got beaten up a lot, mostly by Kacchan. That's why I'm so scared of him."

Denki looked at Midoriya. This reminded him of something, someone he knew. 

"It's probably nothing," Denki thought, looking down onto the ground, "I must be imagining things again."

"Of course, there were times I wanted to kill myself," Midoriya said quietly, "I tried looking for people like me who could solve my problem."

"You don't know what we go through... do you?"

Denki's eyes widened. Murasakibara. Quirkless. Bullying. Trauma. Suicide.

"Did you find anybody?" he asked Midoriya without thinking, then, realizing his mistake,"O-oh, sorry! I don't mean to be rude, y-you don't have to answer that."

"No no, it's fine, really," Midoriya waved it off,"I'd be happy to tell you anyways, I have nothing to hide."

"Hmmmmm," he continued, again scratching his chin, thinking, "Well, I found this group called The Quirkless Heroes online. According to the discription, it was about promoting the life of quirkless people. But I thought it's methods were a bit extreme, really."

Denki took this in as they kept walking. Midoriya had fallen silent as they trudged along. All the while, Denki processed the new material. He knew he should at last note it down, maybe do some browsing of his own. The "The Quirkless Heroes"? Never heard of them, but he would do his best to find out.

"One step closer to the truth."

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