"You're all third-years now."
A teacher stands in front of his class, seemingly ready to lecture them.
"It's time to start thinking seriously about your futures!"
Izuku Midoriya, a green-haired boy no older than fourteen, looks up.
"I would hand out these future career forms, but... I assume you all want to be heroes!", the teacher exclaimed while tossing the papers aside.
"Teacher! Don't lump me in with these losers!", shouted Katsuki Bakugo, a spiky blonde-haired boy.
"Ah, Bakugo. You're aiming for U. A., right?"
Chatter broke out at this revelation, and the green-haired boy sunk into his seat.
"Shut it, ya damn extras! I'm nothing like you! I'm the only one fit for U. A.! I'll even surpass All Might and become the greatest hero ever!" Bakugo's rant earned him a few annoyed stares from his classmates, but he couldn't care less.
"Oh, that reminds me, aren't you going for U. A. as well, Midoriya?"
Bakugo stopped praising himself, and the boy in question froze.
The entire class was silent for about two seconds, before erupting in laughter.
"PFFTT! Midoriya?! No way!"
"Good grades alone can't get you into the hero program!"
"DEKU!!!"
Bakugo unleashed his explosion quirk, and before he knew it, Izuku was on the floor.
"You don't even have a crappy quirk! You have no quirk! What makes you think you can compete with me?"
"K-Kacchan! I-I wasn't trying to compete with you! I swear! It's just that... it's been my dream since I was little. A-After all, there's no harm in trying, I guess..."
"Try?! try what?! The entrance exam?! You're taking the exam just to try?!"
"N-No, I-
"What can you even do?!"
Izuku could only sit there with a defeated expression on his face. He had nothing left to say.
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Izuku was packing up his belongings, ready to head home, when he got a nasty surprise.
"We're not finished, Deku."
Bakugo snatched away Izuku's notebook, showing it to his friends.
"Hero Analysis for the future, huh?"
"Get real, Midoriya! It's not happenin'!"
"Hmph."
Bakugo placed the notebook between his hands, and...
BOOM!
Izuku couldn't believe what just happened. Bakugo just tried to incinerate his hero notebook! To add insult to injury, he tossed it out the window.
In a display of power, Bakugo put his hand on Izuku's shoulder, ever so slightly activating his quirk in order to give Izuku a light burn.
"Don't. Get. In. My. Way."
Bakugo turned to walk away, but not before saying one last thing.
"If you wanna be a hero so bad, why don't you take a swan dive off the roof and hope you get reborn with a quirk!"
Izuku's blood ran cold. Bakugo had days where he'd be exceptionally rude, but this? This was downright cruel. With no one but him in the room, he didn't bother fighting back the tears. He spent the next five minutes quietly sobbing, but to him it felt like an hour.
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As Izuku retrieved his notebook from its watery grave, he felt more tears coming. He just didn't understand. Why him? Why did he have to be born Quirkless? At this point, he was genuinely considering taking Bakugo's advice.
'Maybe if I did that, then Mom wouldn't have to deal with having a Quirkless kid.'
He was snapped out of his thoughts when something caught his attention.
"Hey, are you alright?"
He looked up, only to be surprised when he saw who stood before him. It was a girl. A girl! A girl was talking to him! She was tall, a head taller than him. She had long black hair tied in a ponytail and violet eyes. She was wearing some kind of uniform, though he didn't recognize it. Her uniform was black and white with a pink skirt. Even though he wasn't that kind of person, even he knew that she had an impressive bust.
"Eh?"
"Um, I couldn't help but notice you were uh, crying. Is everything okay?"
Deciding to be honest, Izuku answered truthfully. "N-No, it's not okay."
The girl looked extremely concerned. "Oh no! What happened?"
Izuku bit his lip. He didn't know whether he should tell her about the Quirkless thing or not.
The girl couldn't help but notice the notebook. "Hero Analysis for the Future? Interesting."
Izuku froze. He was freaking out internally.
"Wow, these are some awesome notes! You really like heroes, don't you?"
"U-Uh, w-well, I uh-
"Are you planning on becoming a hero? I'm sure you'll make it!"
Izuku froze. Again. He was not expecting that. Not once in his life had he been told he could be a hero.
Despite the wave of happiness, he suddenly remembered his lack of a Quirk. Because of that, he started crying again.
The girl was surprised. "What? Did I say something wrong?"
"N-no, it's just that... I'm Q-Quirkless."
'Oh. I see.'
The girl didn't care. She just wanted this boy to succeed no matter what. "That might be true, but that's fine! You can do it! I believe in you!"
Izuku couldn't believe his ears. Someone actually said he could be a hero, knowing he was Quirkless? This had to be some kind of dream. Tears threatened to return, but this time they were tears of joy.
"Hey, what's your name?"
Izuku looked up at the girl. He suddenly remembered he was talking to a pretty girl.
"Huh? O-Oh. My n-name is Izuku Midoriya."
"Midoriya, huh? I like it! My name's Akeno Himejima. Hey, I've got an idea. Let's be friends!"
Another surprise. Bakugo used to be his friend, but Izuku quickly became a target once he was declared Quirkless.
"Y-You mean it?"
Akeno didn't understand why he doubted her, but she quickly erased any doubts he had.
"I sure do! Let's exchange phone numbers!"
Izuku's face turned bright red. He didn't think it was possible to blush this much. He couldn't believe it! He was exchanging phone numbers with a girl who was very pretty!
Akeno was also blushing. She couldn't believe she got the phone number of such a cute boy!
As the two said goodbye to one another, Izuku walked home feeling much better than he was earlier. For the first time in a while, he didn't have a bad day.
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Chapter 1, done! Hi guys! I've been using this site for a while, but this is my first fanfiction. As a result, this definitely won't be perfect, but I'm doing my best! Constructive criticism is welcome!