Just a Deku.

Chapter 1

Hey this is my first book, please don't be tooooo rude. If I make any mistakes just tell me and I'll fix them. I hope you enjoy this book, I have bog plans for it. If you are homophobic or anything like that this is not the book for you, because there will be a boyXboy in this book. If you are sensitive to sad topics then I advise not to read. Anyway let me know your thoughts, if there are any improvements I can do, or if there are any requests you want.

Love you all enjoy~

Hey guys, thanks for 1k reads, this book was terribly written and for that I am so so sorry. I am going to rewrite it so you don't get a headache every chapter trying to understand my bullshit.😪🖐

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~ Izuku POV ~

"Take a swan dive of the building"
"Your useless"
"You are nothing"

That's a sentence a quirkless person is told day in and day out. A sentence you get told form age 4-5 to your death, which just so happens to be around your teens, 20s if your lucky. No quirkless person in this day and age had made it past age 31.

And I izuku midoryia just so happen to be quirkless. Fun I know right.

I planned on making it to an old age.

Key word I planned but sometimes your plans don't go to accordingly. Mine most definitely didn't. But let's not be so morbid shall we?

To the beginning we shall start, and the end? You'll have to wait and see...

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Legs swinging from the railings, both my hands in my lap. Today was like most days only I didn't cry when they told me to 'jump off the roof of the building' another way of saying end it already. This sentence has been used so meany times that I just acknowledge it as some fucked up greeting.

But today was diffident, my eyes didn't tear up nor did my mind wonder why 'such cruel words'.

But what was it that made it different from the other times? It's was none other then katsuki Bakugo who had said it. Which of course shouldn't be surprising at the lest, but I am not going to lie, it hurt me just a little.

My eyes drift to the ground, six stories down, a promising death at the bottom. Most times I would just sit on the railings and look up. Watching the beautiful clouds mixing making a blend of clam, distracting me. Even only if it were for a moment.

But today I look down, right now in this moment, I wonder where that 'promising death' will take me. I know exactly where; six feet under in a cheep wooden box.

Sighing I slowly raise my gaze back to the sky, today is just a plan blue sky no clouds to be seen, how dull. 

Taking a deep breath I look back down. So very far down, it wouldn't take long. No one would notice. No one will care. Of course my mother might, but I'm not so sure any more, she been more 'distant' to put it lightly.

I slowly start to stand up, but as I do I here the old metal door screech behind me. Someone else had entered the roof.  Hopefully no one I know.