With a groan Momo slowly opened her eyes, her sight being filled with the sterile white ceiling of the onsite medical office at the Sports Festival. "Oh god, my head," she moaned as she tried to sit up. A firm hand pushed her back down as she felt a cup being placed in her hand.

"Hey beautiful," Izuku smirked. "How are you feeling," he asked as she sat on one side of her bed.

"Like crap," Momo sighed. She once again slowly began to rise, this time the hands supported her into sitting up.

"Yeah Bakugo was pretty rough with you," Itsuka admitted as she rubbed her girlfriend's back.

A stray tear fell from her cheek and Momo began sniffling. "Nuh, no, I luh, lost and," she started to sob. "I've been so, useless. I couldn't even make it past my first real fight," she covered her face in shame.

"That's ridiculous," Izuku quickly hugged Momo and rubbed her shoulder. "You're amazing, Kacchan is just, a freak," he tried to comfort.

"Oi, fuck you Deku," Bakugo said from his stool as he recovered his stamina from Recovery Girl's quirk. "Yaoyorozu, you were pretty tough," he said firmly. "Not many people are willing to take my explosions head on," he grunted in admiration.

Izuku gasped loudly. "Oh my gosh he said your name," he squealed in delight. "He recognizes you as an equal," Izuku happily squeezed the very confused woman.

"What," Momo stuttered.

"Deku, what the fuck, stop revealing to everyone my methods," Katsuki ordered. "I lose my tough and mysterious edge if you let people know I can give a damn."

"Ok, but why though?" Itsuka asked in confusion.

"It makes me cool," Katsuki huffed in annoyance.

Itsuka glared at the nonsense that was that answer, but before she could accurately formulate a way to explain why that was stupid the announcer called out over the speakers. "Will Izuku Midoriya and Shoto Todoroki please come to the stage."

"Oh, guess it's time for me to put on another show," Izuku smiled. He leaned over and kissed Momo on the cheek. "I'll try not to be long, but I got something I need to do in this fight," he said as he moved to kiss Itsuka as well.

"What nothing for me," Bakugo teased.

"I knew it," Izuku shouted as he ran out of the room.

"You know nothing you little fucker," Bakugo roared back. Katsuki reached over and grabbed the remote and flipped the tv channel to show the arena. "Hope whatever he has planned for Half and Half doesn't get him killed. Be a real shame if I can't be the one to blow him up," Katsuki said as he reclined in the hospital bed.

"And we are back for the Quarter finals of the Final event for the first-year students," Present Mic happily announced. "Coming to amaze the crowd with his astounding 'mystical' powers, Izuku Midoriya. And his opponent, sporting a scowl fit for a caped crusader, Shoto Todoroki."

The two teens observed one another from opposite sides of the arena. Neither willing to look away in some bizarre game of chicken. "Begin," Midnight shouted as she signaled to the two competitors to start their battle, breaking them out of their trance.

"It's already over," Todoroki hissed as he created another massive glacier with his quirk, encasing most of the arena in ice.

"D-damn," Midnight stuttered. "And it would seem that Izuku Midoriya is unable to continue," she turned to the camera. "Todoroki is the…" pausing as she noticed a flicker of movement in the corner of her eye that could only have been noticed by an experienced hero. "The fight is still on," she happily shouted, the crowd noticing from higher up what the announcer was talking about exploded into applause and cheers.

"What?" Todoroki exclaimed as he tried to see where Izuku had hidden himself. He twisted his body looking around the ice to try and find out where his opponent had gone when he froze as he found himself staring directly at Izuku, or his reflection in the ice.

A fist rapidly ejecting itself from the frozen prison struck Todoroki in the jaw, making the teen stumble. "Gonna have to try harder than that to catch me," Izuku said as he stepped out of the ice. Then a reflection of him stepped out as well. "Or me," said the copy.

"Me too," another Izuku giggled as his opponent kept looking between the three different identical Midoriyas.

The crowd silenced themselves from their cheering as they tried to figure out what was going on. "Uhhh, guys," Kaminari scratched his head. "Is it just me or are there three Midoriyas right now?"

Tsuyu shook her head. "No, you are seeing correct," she assured him.

In the ring Todoroki was guarding himself from the onslaught he was under at the hands of his now many opponents. "Dammit," he shouted as he created even more ice and encased one of the copies, who simply stepped out of the newly formed object and his reflection followed him.

"You're making this harder on yourself Todoroki," an Izuku said. "You could win this if you just used the other half of your quirk."

Gritting his teeth Todoroki grabbed one of the Izuku's wrists and flung him over himself into another duplicate. "I don't need to use his quirk," Todoroki replied.

"Bullshit you don't," Izuku responded. "You're so stuck up on not being like your father that you're only hurting yourself." Izuku danced around another glacier and kicked Todoroki in the stomach, sending the teen back. "I get that you don't like your dad, hell I barely know mine since he ran away and left my mom to raise me on her own. But that doesn't give you the right to halfass this."

Todoroki slammed his fist into one of the copies. "What gives you the right to tell me I have to use his quirk?"

"Because it's not about quirks, you moron," Izuku shouted. "It's about the people we have to save. There are so many things wrong with not using your full power that I barely know where to begin, but I will tell you this." The copies of Izuku had stopped their assault on Todoroki so he could focus on what Izuku was saying.

"What are you going to say to a family member when someone they care about dies because you didn't use all the tools at your disposal, huh? Whoops, sorry the people you love died, but I just really don't like my dad," Izuku screamed at Todoroki.

"It's his quirk," Todoroki shouted in denial.

"No it's not, it's yours," Izuku pointed accusingly. "It's always been yours; you just choose to not see it that way. There are plenty of people who wish they had what you do. You have the chance to be one of the greatest heroes in the world. And the greatest heroes make people feel safe, and they'll feel that way if they know when they see you that you will be giving it your all to protect them."

Todoroki clenched his eyes shut as he tried to block out the speech Izuku was giving him. "It's not that simple," he quietly said, trying desperately to deny what he was hearing.

"It can be, so what's it going to be Todoroki," Izuku questioned him. "Do you want to be a hero?"

A stray tear dropped down Todoroki's cheek as steam hissed off of his body. "I do," Todoroki whispered. Remembering himself as a happy, young child sitting with his mother watching heroes on television. "I want to be a hero," he shouted as he grinned at Midoriya. The arena heating up rapidly as Todoroki produced immense flames from the other half of his body.

"Well it's about damn time," Izuku smirked as the ice quickly melted, this resulted in his copies disappearing as their original reflective surface no longer existed. Quickly his mind went through scenario after scenario, none of them providing an answer to this new overwhelming power. "I should really practice some fire tricks soon," he thought to himself as he squared up his jaw.

Izuku turned to look up at Midnight on her stand, while Todoroki's flames built up. "I don't got this," he admitted as he turned to face his opponent. Shrugging to himself Izuku bravely, or stupidly depending on how you look at it, charged Todoroki.

"And Wonder Child is going for a hail mary attack," Present Mic excitedly yelled.

"Oh my god," Momo groaned as she covered her face with her hands, not able to watch as the love of her life threw himself at someone with such a devastating quirk.

"Haha, yes, do it Deku," Bakugo cackled gleefully as he watched his childhood rival do something so boneheaded.

"Thank you Midoriya," Todoroki smirked as he watched Izuku approach. With careful enough aim he let loose a blast of fire, rapidly heating the cold air, expanding it and causing an explosion.

Through the smoke and fog a body was launched off the arena, it bounced once off the grass and rolled a dozen feet before stopping, steam rising from the form of Izuku as he lay defeated outside the arena. "And Izuku Midoriya is out of bounds, Todoroki wins," Midnight declared.

The medic robots were quickly dispatched to collect Izuku's unconscious body from the arena, taking him straight to the infirmary.

"Darn I was really hoping Deku was going to win," Uraraka pouted.

"Yeah, don't know why he didn't just end the fight when he had the chance," Sato rubbed the back of his head as he tried to figure out why Izuku kept pushing Todoroki to use the other half of his quirk.

"It's because he's a nice guy," Jirou answered. "I could hear what he was saying, it makes sense. Todoroki only using part of his quirk meant if he was ever pushed to use the other half, he'd have no control and could be more of a liability than an asset in that case."

"That makes a tremendous amount of sense," Iida nodded. "Additionally, when it comes to saving people, you can't hold back or it could lead to casualties," he added on.

"Wow, that's amazing, so Midoriya was trying to teach Todoroki a life lesson, in the middle of their battle?" Kirishima questioned. "That's so manly," he loudly exclaimed.

Izuku woke up in the infirmary shortly after his explosive defeat. This time with Momo staring down at him. "Hey beautiful," she teased as she pecked him on the cheek.

"So I lost then huh," Izuku sighed.

"The match yes, but I think you won a friend instead," Momo pointed to Todoroki who was calmly sitting in a seat watching the couple.

"I guess that's more important then," Izuku shrugged. "Hey Todoroki-san, come over here," Izuku waved, the teen standing up sharply and walking over. Izuku extended his hand. "Good match?" he said nervously.

Todoroki smirked, "Yeah, good match." Taking his opponents hand and giving it a firm shake.

"Shoto," Endeavor shouted as he slammed open the door.

"Shut the fuck up, you're too loud," Bakugo yelled at the pro.

"Both of you shut up or this cane goes where the sun doesn't shine," Recovery girl threatened the two loudmouths. "Enji, are you injured? Bruise your ego?" she taunted.

Snarling the father turned away from his former school nurse. "No, I have come to congratulate my son on him finally giving up his foolishness."

"Then do so quietly, or I'll throw you out," Recovery Girl chastised.

Izuku glared at the father as he firmly gripped his son's shoulder making him wince. "Hey, you know he didn't do it for you, right?"

Endeavor looked down at the bedridden student. "Of course not, everything he does is to further my legacy."

Momo rolled her eyes, she'd heard the legacy speech before from her parents. "Yeah, I'm sure that's what you'll be remembered for," said as sarcasm dripped from every word.

Endeavor glanced at the teen girl who was holding his son's defeated opponent's hand. After a moment he recognized her. "Ah yes, the Yaoyorozu Heir," he said slowly as he formulated plans in his head. "Todoroki, this girl will sire your children."

"EXCUSE ME," Momo shrieked.

"Of course, you have influence, pedigree and an acceptable quirk," Endeaver listed off. "Your offspring will have even more power, politically, financially and with a stronger quirk."

"Father, please don't," Todoroki hissed, hoping to get his dad to shut up.

"It's for the best," Endeavor interrupted. "It's only sensible that she leaves this loser and choose the superior specimen."

Todoroki saw the fury in Momo's eyes as sparks crackled as she began to form the butt of a gun. "Dad, seriously," Todoroki pleaded.

"Sir," Izuku calmly said as he placed a reassuring hand on Momo's shoulder. "Leave, or I make you disappear," Izuku threatened.

"Is that a threat boy, you really think that you have what it takes to kill me," Enji scoffed as he rolled his shoulders.

Izuku shook his head. "No, one of the rules of my magic is I can't use it to kill anyone. But," he continued staring into Endeavor's eyes. "I can make you beg for death. So leave now before I get creative."

Endeavor raised his hackles as he glared down at the bedridden teen when a voice called to him from across the room. "Hey, I'd do what he says, before you find out every weakness and exploit your quirk has," Bakugo warned. "He'll do it, there isn't a quirk that exists that he can't analyze and turn against you and all you do is make fire."

With a click of his teeth the number two pro hero walked out of the infirmary, many eyes watching him as he slammed the door on his way out. "Jeez Zu-kun, that was terrifying," Itsuka let out the breath she was holding. "Do you always make it a habit of picking fights with the toughest sons of bitches out there?"

"Ehh, I mean at this point, kinda," Izuku shrugged. "Hey isn't your match next?"

Itsuka smiled and nodded before stepping away from the bed. "Eyup, I get to go against that Iida guy, his legs against my fists." She started shadow boxing in the center of the room.

"That's good and all, not that it's going to make a difference when I trash all of you in this tournament," Bakugo scoffed.

"Well see, I just have to beat Iida and then you," Itsuka said pointing at Todoroki. "Then maybe if you're lucky you'll get to fight me,"" the redhead teased Bakugo.

"Well then, get out of here and win," Bakugo ordered.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for the patience waiting for the ring to be restored, after that truly wonderful battle, we continue with the second rounds," Present Mic announced. "It's fist vs leg, punches versus kicks, girl v boy," he droned on.

"Itsuka Kendo and Tenya Iida, please take the stage," Aizawa cut his co-anchor off.

"We need to get you to have fun one of these days," Present Mic sighed.

"I do have fun, it's called sleeping," Aizawa responded.

"And the fight has already started. Iida Tenya has blitzed Itsuku Kendou with blinding speed," Present Mic announced. "Oh ho, instead of dodging the attack she takes it head on, blocking the blow with her enlarged hands."

Down on the arena. Itsuka smirked. "Just like I figured you would," she gloated as she grabbed Iida. Lifting him off the ground and starting to walk away. "You know, just because you're fast doesn't mean you should attack head on, it's kind of a dead giveaway, even if you can get to your top speed like that."

"And I knew you would stand there and take it," Iida replied. Respiro Burst, as he calf engines burned hot causing Iida's body to propel forward, throwing Kendo off balance. Using the initial thrust he backflipped in the air when her grip fell off and he planted his foot on the back of her head sending her to the ground.

"Not just a one trick pony after all are you," Itsuka huffed as she pushed herself off the ground.

"I learned a thing or two from my family, they are pro's you know," Iida shrugged as he rapidly accelerated towards his opponent. For a while the two began trading blows. While Kendo clearly had the advantage in power, Iida's speed more than made up for it.

From an outside perspective the two looked evenly matched, until Iida's calf engines began to sputter. "So nearing your limit then," Kendo smiled as she had gone on the defensive as Iida's thick legs hammered heavy blows into the back of her hands.

Iida panted as he kept throwing kicks at his opponent, he only had a few more feet between her and the edge of the platform. "That move I used, heats up the engines, so after a while I stall out," he answered knowing the fight would be over one way or another soon.

"Damn, that's crazy," Kendo replied. "But that crazy speed would catch almost anyone off guard," she timed out Iida's next kick as they had been slowing down over the last few seconds. Reversing her hand so his kick landed in her palm this time, she spun on her heels and tossed Iida out onto the grass. "You got a good style, you do martial arts too," Kendo asked as she came down from the stage after Midnight declared her the winner.

"Some Tae-Kwon-Do," Iida answered as he stood up.

Kendo nodded. "Not a bad idea, maybe see if Capoeira or Sanshou might be good for you to learn to broaden your moves," she suggested.

Iida stretched a bit before walking. "That's a great suggestion, I might look into a combat heavy hero like gunhead for an internship if I'm offered then. Good luck against Todoroki next round."

"Ugh don't remind me, I have no idea how I'm going to beat him, especially since Zuku convinced him to start using his fire side," Kendo groaned as she began to strategize.

"Yes, Todoroki has a most powerful quirk," Iida agreed. "While I am saddened that I won't have the chance to test myself against him, I don't think I will be losing any sleep over not fighting him."

"So Uraraka, got a plan for Kirishima," Sero asked.

Uraraka looked over at the redheaded classmate. "Maybe," she said as she thought about how her quirk and his interacted on her way to the waiting room. As she moved around the dressing room contemplating, "Oh what should I do," she bemoaned her fate. "If I can tag him with my quirk I can float him away but if he hits me in the head, I might not be able to shake that off before he really lays into me."

"Knock knock," a voice called through the door.

"Come in," Ochako responded as she looked to see who was coming in. "Oh hello," Ochako greeted the 1-B student.

Tetsutetsu smiled at the brunette, rubbing his hand behind his head he nervously started to speak. "Hey, so uh, I know you got to battle that Kirishima guy next."

"Yeah and I'm at a bit of a loss," Uraraka admitted. "I'm worried I wouldn't be able to beat him in a head on fight and that's kind of all I can do."

"Well, I know this might sound weird but, maybe I could help you," Tetsutetsu responded. "I mean, my quirk is pretty much the same as his," he added on showing that his skin would turn to metal. "So I think we could both benefit from this."

"How so," Uraraka questioned.

"See it's pretty rare for two people to have such similar quirks, so if you fight him, I can see how a quirk like yours would work against me as well."

"And if I do well you can learn from that just as much as I can," Uraraka pounded her fist into her palm. "That's smart thinking."

"So do you mind?"

"Not at all," Uraraka smiled. "That's really nice of you to think of me."

Present Mic was fielding calls from the other U.A. faculty about changes to bets before the next match, as the brackets began to shift.

"I'm surprised that he lost," Aizawa grumbled as he stared out into the crowd.

"Who?" Present Mic asked as he wrote down the next wager.

"Midoriya, I don't know he just seemed, different," Aizawa answered.

Tapping his pen to his chin, Present Mic mused for a moment. "I get what you mean, but he was winning, up until he tried to help his opponent more than defeat him, so I think that's called an Irenic Defeat. Midoriya lost the match to achieve a greater victory though helping another find peace."

"Well we shouldn't wait too much longer to announce the next match, should be a fast one, like the last bout." Aizawa pressed the button to turn on his microphone. "Ochako Uraraka, Eijiro Kirishima, please head onto the arena."

Uraraka slowly picked herself up off the floor. "Do you think I'm ready," she asked as she started to head towards the door.

"I think if you can do that to him, you're golden," he replied. "Hey uh, before you leave, could you maybe," Tetsutetsu requested.

"Yeah sure," Uraraka hummed as she clasped her hands together. She shut the door to the room just before a loud crash emanated from within.

"You're a doll," Tetsutetsu shouted as he picked himself up off the floor.

"And we are excited for the next round of the final event." Present Mic announced. "In the red corner, with the red hair and rock like body, Eijiro Kirishima. In the blue corner, her touch is light as a feather and you will be too, Ochako Uraraka."

The two competitors squared off as they waited for Midnight to begin the fight. She slowly raised her whip before cracking it on the wood below her. "Begin," she shouted as the two rushed each other.

Kirishima not pulling his punches threw a straight jab that Uraraka ducked. Prepared for the first strike to miss he started to back away from her trying to keep her hands where he could see them. "Can't let you touch me," he said as he pulled away from her.

"And I don't need to touch you," she replied as she removed her jacket. "At least not right away," she added on as she twirled the fabric around until it was tightly bound.

"What are you gonna do, slap me," he chuckled when suddenly he saw she was doing just that and snapping the cloth at him. "Hey, come on, quit it," he shouted as he jumped away from her. "That's not doing anything, my whole body is hard."

"Isn't it, also phrasing," Uraraka joked as she crouched low, whipping the jacket upwards towards Kirishima's face, she exploited a natural reflex that all humans have, to protect their eyes.

The redhead flinched and guarded even if he knew that it wouldn't do anything and that cost him dearly. When he separated his arms, he realized he was already off the ground. "Dang it," he sighed as he slumped in the air. "You win," he admitted as started to drift.

After being declared the winner, Uraraka tossed the end of her jacket to pull Kirishima back to the ground. "Good match," she extended her hand towards him.

Kirishima frowned for a moment before smiling and grasping hers with his own. "Yeah, good match."

"Wonderful sportsmanship," Present Mic announced, now will Bakugo Katsuki and Neito Monomo prepare for your match.

Bakugo complained about finally getting comfortable before hopping off the cot he had been occupying, he slammed open the door and started to head towards his waiting room when he heard Momo call out to him. "Yeah, what do you want Yaoyorozu?"

Looking behind her to make sure she wasn't followed and that no one could overhear her. "Look, I don't want to hold grudges, and I shouldn't be asking this of you."

"That guy was a dick to you," Bakugo guessed. "And you want me to put the hurt on him?"

Slowly nodding. "It's not heroic or even right but," Momo reasoned.

"But he said hurtful things to you and you don't want to tell Deku or Karate Chick, because they WOULD hurt him and get in trouble." Bakugo finished for her. "And I won't because this is a sanctioned fight. So what's in it for me."

I'll get you a new laptop," Momo offered the cost of a new top of the line computer was pocket change to her.

"Pass," Bakugo replied. "I don't need one."

"A car, I can get you a car," she quickly amended. "Guys like cars right?"

"No," Bakugo smiled as he realized what would be the perfect thing for her to get him. "The book."

"Book? What book?" Momo asked.

"Don't play dumb, you're too smart for that, his book," Bakugo pointed.

"I can't, it's not mine," Momo rebuffed his choice. "And I can't let you do anything to it."

"Fine," Bakugo rolled his eyes. "I promise not to destroy it, but I want to see it."

"Only if I'm there," she stated.

Growling for a moment, Bakugo swore before relenting. "Fine, I'll trash this clown, then you let me see Deku's oh so important book."

"Deal," she quickly agreed before he could change the terms. "You know," she called out as Bakugo stormed away. "If you just asked him, he'd probably show you himself."

"Not a chance." The blonde waved off the suggestion.

"And here is the last of the quarter finals, an explosion of power, Bakugo Katsuki," Present Mic said as the teen took the stage.

Aizawa spoke up to introduce his opponent. "And with the power to do what someone else does, Neito Monoma," he quickly said.

"Gasp," Hisashi teased. "Was that sass I heard?"

"Get on with it," Aizawa shouted.

"This won't be much of a fair fight since I wasn't able to borrow someone else's power," Neito said as he watched Bakugo slowly walk up to him.

"Wouldn't matter if you took All Might's quirk, I'd still pound you into the ground, but because I am a paragon of generosity and fairness, you can borrow mine," Katsuki grinned at the blonde, as he extended his hand.

Looking down at the appendage cautiously, the Quirk Copier gingerly reached out and then firmly grasped Bakugo's wrist. Smirking he looked up. "Well then, I'll accept your hospitality," he cackled as he fired a blast point blank at his opponent.

The crowd gasped at seeing Katsuki take a direct hit, but when the smoke cleared the teen was just glaring. "You may get a quirk, and you may be able to use it, but you don't know the best way to use it do you," Katsuki said darkly as he uppercut Neito before firing a blast. The force launched the other boy up before slamming back onto the ground.

"Ugh," Neito moaned as he rolled onto his stomach.

"See, I figure you have to have some braincells or else a quirk like yours would be wasted," Bakugo explained as he circled the other boy. Neito raised his hand and fired a blast, which did more to send him rolling along the arena. "But, you obviously don't grasp all the intricacies of each quirk. Or else you'd know that you take as much as you give." He said as he slammed his hand down while firing small explosions. "You need to brace yourself or else you send yourself flying."

Neito cried out when Bakugo struck him. "Additionally, you seem to gain the secondary abilities, such as how you don't blow your fucking limbs off when you use my quirk, but you don't know how to take it. But it means that what I do next, won't kill you," Bakugo dragged Neito into the center of the arena.

"St-stop," Neito begged as he tried to crawl away.

"No see, I don't like guys like you. You think just because you have a decent quirk, you can treat people like crap. Well you're wrong, you have to be me, you have to have the best quirk, then you can treat the peons how they deserve." Katsuki shouted as he leveled a crater making blast at his opponent. The force of the explosion rattled the windows of the arena.

When the smoke cleared Neito Monoma was clearly unconscious with Bakugo grinning ferally over his body. "Katsuki is the winner, someone get this boy to Recovery Girl," Midnight shouted. She then glared down at the winner of that fight. "You didn't have to be a dick."

"Hey, I only give what others can take," Katsuki shot back. "If he thinks he can take my quirk, he better be able to take my quirk," the ash blonde boy spat on the ground before walking away. "Thank god Deku doesn't have his quirk, that'd be a nightmare to deal with," he muttered as he thought on the terror an Izuku with access to almost any quirk could cause.

Author's Notes: I'm not dead, I swear.

So I know this took, months and months and months to come out. And that's partly because of life, some writers block and I had a crap ton of other stories that I wanted to get out of my head.

For those unaware I have an Ao3 account by the same name which has some stories that are exclusive to that account, this account also has some exclusive stories as well. So keep an eye on both to see what I do and don't do for those who enjoy my writing.

Some quick review review

et-reader97, he can't use his magic to kill, so he could make a scarf that chokes somebody but it would stop at making them pass out, so if Izuku kills he can't use his tricks to do it, he'd have to do it by hand. So that would mess with his mind, additionally, I constrain myself a bit by the rules of the universe, so far no hero has had to kill a bad guy, besides Endeavor vaporizing a Nomu's head, but they aren't exactly people. So will he, maybe, depends on how I see it going.

MaxL1023, well psychological issues don't go away quickly, but Momo is improving, she'll just need a few nudges here and there along the way, having the others around will help greatly.

Zoom99, Bakugo is, an interesting character. Ultimately, I don't really like him. I feel in canon he gets too much of a free pass for the crap he pulled, his ego never gets checked and even when something goes wrong, it's never portrayed as his fault. I feel like if he was dropped out of the canon story, not much would change other than letting some background characters get some spotlight, but him being there, I feel is forcing him into getting all of this attention and so for me, he's complicated because sometimes I'll drop him out, others I'll change him for the better or worse, but there's a angle about his attitude that reflects greatly on their society that's really interesting and his existence allows me to explore a lot of those ideas.

Omnisense95, well I have a couple I'm working on, Tsuyu and Todoroki is one, Jirou and Shinsou seem to be hitting it off, not sure what to do with Uraraka but I need to give her a friend group before I do anything with her. I want to touch on the fan favorites before doing some more obscure people though.