Body Made of Crushed Little Stars

Imagine:Izuku midoriya, a happy boy with a quirk and face full of freckles and a happy loving family, moving on to get into the famous hero Highschool UA!
Keyword- imagine.
Because that was not the life he got to live. His life had already took a turn for the worst when he discovered his quirk. His life progressed into pain and confusion and self destruction. It was a never ending cycle. He just wouldn't stay dead. He wouldn't dream of becoming a hero-more so he couldn't let himself. So he became a vigilante.

(I update first on ao3, my account is Sp1cy_Rice_W1th_J4S. The chapters are uploaded there first and are more edited, i recommend reading this on that site instead. for context this fic is inspired by many from the peak 2021-22 vigilante era. i started writing it around then and since that time the story has been completely redone and modified. :) )