Izuku wants more from himself, he knows he deserves more from the body he was given. He knows the world doesn't believe in him. The world will never open its eyes to someone different, that's just a known fact about people. The probability of people accepting Izuku as a hero let alone a vigilante is extremely low. That just means he has to take that probability by the throat and leave it behind him. You can guess what he does with that.

The reality of life hurts. The struggles we have and the problems we make wind up inside of us; more specifically, inside of a locked bottle in the brink of overflowing. Miura Nozomi stumbles upon Oikawa Tooru. Or maybe it was Oikawa who stumbled upon Nozomi. Without knowing even one speck about each other, they both leak the upmost confidential secrets about themselves that were meant to be locked up. The two develop a blossoming friendship, but could it also be more? "𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰." [Also on Quotev under @writingnorth] [guys I haven't visited this fic in a hot minute, but this was my first ever completed fic ever, so the writing may be not as experienced lmao-but pls enjoy!]