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Society is cruel, and unfair. Izuku knew that since he turned 4. At first it was a small shadow in the back of his mind. At the age of 6, he believed that shadow as it was the thought that he heard everywhere he went. People could not be trusted. Heroes, can not be trusted. Sadly he learned that the hard way. Thrown out like a torn rug, swatted away like a fly. But who would care? Nobody. Atleast that is what he believed, untill he got caught trying to snatch and run with a certain underground heros food.