I promise that this will not be a recurring theme, I just read some of these stories of Izuku as Rui and I personally love the idea. This story will keep going as long as I have no inspiration for 'The Thunder Hashira', so I will get on with the description.
-Otakuguynumber21
Pain. This is all that I can remember throughout my life. pain from my Family ignoring my existence, even before I was diagnosed quirkless, although, it got worse on that day. My spoiled sister, Izumi, was ashamed to have a quirkless brother, so she made it abundantly clear that I wasn't part of the family. This cycle of torture continued day in and day out, until she finally got tired of my face, and used her quirk on it. After that, I simply ran away. I couldn't deal with something like that anymore, so I ran away from the city, and came across a small house on a creepy, old house on top of Natagumo Mountain, and fell asleep, only waking up to find what would be my new family.
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.