He realized at age four that he was worthless. A quirkless reject of a society full of heroes and quirked enhanced "villains", he only served to be nothing and accepted his fate. As such, enduring an extreme point of bullying and become a test dummy for other kids to use their quirks on him for fun. Still, they were saying that they were going to become "heroes". Forgetting about the quirkless freak who had a dream, unlike other quirkless people before him. why would they want to protect them and not me ? he asked as he mostly cried in his room after coming home with bruises once a week or even more. Even the people with weak quirks will beat him up just so they feel "special". One day, he came up with more than the usual beating that could be hidden underneath his regular clothes.
Inko Midoriya and Izuku Midoriya
"Oh, my baby boy who did this to you ?! "
" Can you say who has not done it, mom. I found it easier that way to tell" he responded coldly to his mother at the age of 5.
" come on there has to be something we can do ?!"
" We can't do anything mom, after all ... I have no power over those monsters and neither do I " He said this as he was holding back the tears that were left for the day. As he wanted to at least try and save some for tomorrow.
" I- I- I will see you after I rest a bit, ok." He said this before running off to cry himself to his heart's discontent. Repeating all the words that will constantly say to him every single day
quirkless reject
nobody
Loser
Freak
useless
worthless
trash
The obsessive name-calling echoed within his head. Trapping his thoughts on the brink of insanity.Why am I the one that has to do this alone?! Why does no one help me ?! Am I not considered a human ?! I didn't wish to be quirkless! I just want to be a hero...
He was emotionally shocked to sleep. With tears still running down his cheeks. Meanwhile, Inko was feeling in some way as Izuku felt and started to cry for her boy, losing hope that she might not see him smile again before he dies.
The next day (Saturday, my story my way) Izuku woke up trying to get his shirt off from school. His body was full of bruises from the kids that bullied him. He was nothing more than a wall with bruises as paint being avoided in the legs and outside his visible arms. After taking off his shirt, he went online to search for his "heroes". However, he didn't do this to praise them, but do the opposite: despise them. He despised them with anger after seeing ingenuine smiles that they put in the public. The same ones he was given to him by his classmates. Wishing to strip them away from their quirk. If he did so will he finally be accepted into society ? As time kept going, his thoughts became clouded and full of rage. It seemed he was finally going to feel empathy for the villains until he saw the video of his savior.
As he saw the video he thought he was going to see another shameless hero that only thought about himself, money and fame. Yet as he was seeing the screen he saw a buff man carrying multiple people with him out of danger.
'"What is this warm feeling inside of me right now ?" He asked himself having his face move to a mood that felt distant. Long forgotten after the torment of what was considered a school. As the monitor showed him the man closer he had a smile. Still, the smile wasn't there just to impress, as it had real meaning to it: HOPE
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Happy pills ( remake )
FanfictionWarning: may contain things like depression, suicide, drug use(after all is called happy pills for a reason) and profanity. Also angst. Izuku was a young boy who was quirkless in a cruel world. Still, he held the belief that there was still hope for...