COVER ART DOES NOT BELONG TO ME!!! ⚠ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ This Story Includes: - Abuse - Death - Mentions and signs of cutting - Angst - Blood THIS STORY WILL HAVE ERASERMIC - NO OTHER MAIN SHIPS WILL BE IN THIS STORY!!! My name is Izuku Midoriya. In other words, i'm Egao. Yes, the number 1 vigilante. Everyone thought of me as a mystery. No one knew who I was, how I looked like, or what my quirk was and personally I'd like to keep it that way. People often assumed my quirk was a speed, strength, or analyzing kind of quirk. Those were really just natural abilities. I've trained a lot in my life, and i've always been a great analyzer from the start. It's nearly impossible to guess my "quirk". That's because i'm quirkless. Bent out and pushed away by society. No one ever cared. Who would care for a quirkless boy like me? B҉u҉t҉ ҉i҉t҉ ҉a҉l҉l҉ ҉c҉h҉a҉n҉g҉e҉d҉.҉.҉.҉

Izuku. A vigilante who gets added to a groupchat of pro heroes and turns himself in. Hitoshi. The son of Eraserhead, a hero that had been glitter bombed by the vigilante more times than he wished to admit. Shoto. The son of the #2 pro hero, who was actually pretty chill. Neito. The boy with the 'villainous' copy quirk and a superiority complex. ... Now how the fuck did these four end up together? None of the art is mine. This includes the cover. Poly ship Half chat fic, half normal writing.