THUMP

School had ended for the day, and as Izuku made an attempt to run for the door, (in hopes of avoid a certain blond haired bully) he was pushed into a desk.

Footsteps were heard coming closer, as Izuku peeked through his arms, just hoping, praying, it wasn't who he thought it was. But his prayers went unanswered.

"So, what calls Deku? I've been noticin' some shit lately ya little fuck. You've been avoiding me. Why's that, huh? Have you finally given up on being a hero fuck munch? Huh?! What is it!? ... TALK YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!"

"Gah!" Izuku cries out in pain as Bakugou slammed his foot into the side of Izuku's head. His lackeys weren't with him today, Bakugou was alone.

In an attempt to fight back, Izuku tried pushing Bakugous foot back in the hopes he would fall. It didn't work. It seemed to just anger the blond.

"Oh, so now you fight back you worthless piece of shit? What a loser, can't even fight back properly you weakling! You deku!" Baligiu continues to taunt Izuku, pushing him around, mocking him, and other such.

Finally, Bakugou reached down and grabbed Izuku's hair, making him wince as the blond pulled him up from the ground by it, getting all up in Izuku's face. "Listen up nerd.

"You're just a worthless piece of quirkless trash. You're useless! You will never be a hero, even if you had a quirk! Quirkless. Remember that word Deku. You are and will always be quirkless!

"... actually, ya know what? Considering your moms quirk, maybe you have a flying quirk! Why don't you go jump off the roof and find out, huh? Even if it doesn't work out, no one will care anyway. Maybe your mom, but I doubt it. You have no friends, no true family, no one. Remember that. So go on. Try it and see. I dare ya."

Bakugou threw Izuku to the ground, walking away laughing. "Ha! Oh wait! You're too much of a wimp to do it! Ya pussy! Hahaha!" Kacchan... maybe he's right... no! I may be too much of a wimp, but I won't give up... never...

Izuku pushes himself up with a pained wince, using the desks and wall as support to help him leave the classroom. As he was walking out of school, he took notice of a particular sign.

^Roof^

Izumi shook his head. Stupid Kacchan... stupid school... stupid f- mmmmmm STUPID F*CKING PEOPLE!!!! "AHH!" Izuku slammed his fist into the wall, wincing as he checked his fists, seeing blood.

He shook his hand out, and left the school.

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THUMP

The familiar sound made Izuku jump. Teri- Motashiro dropped a very thick book infront of Izuku, startling him

"This is the first part of your vigilante training." Izuku looked at the book in confusion, quirking an eyebrow.

"Uhm, I don't mean to be rude, but shouldn't training be learning how to fight and stuff?" Alliko laughed somewhere in the warehouses, playing some video games with Kisha. Despite her shy personality she was quite good at them.

"No, stupid. That's only with heroes. You see, you're becoming a vigilante, against my own judgement, so you need to study some. That's a law book, genius. You need to know the law before you break it, dumbass! What rules should you break, and what rules you can bend to keep yourself and others on fence. Debate whether you're bad or good. You've gotta keep yourself right in the middle, and never waver more to one side. It's not as simple as it sounds at first."

Izuku thought deeply about what Alliko said. That's a lot of reading... but if I need to do it for a better cause, I will!

Torako's pov oooohhh new pov!

Broccoli child looked deep in thought. So, being me, I snuck up behind him, and picked him up by the waist, flipping him upside down.

"AAH! T-Terimoto san- AH!" I spun him around, keeping my grip on his waist so his head doesn't hit the floor.

"Ah ah ah! No Terimoto San, it's Torako! And don't worry, once you make it through all that boring law bullshit you can learn to kick ass! Ok Izu cha-"

I stopped talking when I looked down at Izuku. I flipped him back up right and held him bridal style. He yelled when I pulled at the corner of his shirt.

On his left hip was a pretty bad bruise. Like he'd been kicked really hard. Damn..."Izuku... AUNTIE TORA WONT STAND FOR THIS!!! WHO HURT PRECIOUS CHILD, I'LL KICK THEIR ASS I SWEAR!!!!"

Izuku winced, covering his ears. Oopsies... "I-it's fine Torako san! Don't hurt anyone, I was just clumsy and fell down the stairs. See, my knuckles are scrapped too! I just fell down the stairs, that's all!" His eyes held honestly, seemingly showing that he was in fact telling the truth.

"He's lying."

Everyone's head shot to Ki-chan. Kisha shrunk back, but kept looking up. "I was j-just c-checking to make s-sure... it t-took me a minute though, I-Izuku kun is a r-really good lier..." my eyes widened, looking down at the precious broccoli child.

"Wow. You are a good lier. I seriously believed you and I'm good at picking up on lies! So, what really happened...?"

He fidgeted with his hands, seeming nervous. "I-it was just a bully... I ended up hitting a desk when he pushed me..."

I looked to Kisha, and she nodded. He was telling the truth. "Ok. But you have to trust us. And if this happens again, I am going to stalk you until I find that mother fucker and beat his a-!"

"Oooookay that's enough for today, chill out sis. Trust Izuku, he's a strong kid obviously. I mean, he's made it this far."

"*sigh...* ok... but Izuku, you do have to trust us. Tell us if anything is wrong, ok!"

"Y-yes ma'am!" He gave me an award winning smile, and I set him down and gave him a definitely totally not space invading hug.

"Awww you're so adorable! Like a little baby!" I continued to coddle the little broccoli child, and eventually we got back to that law book.

:;:;...They Think I'm Strong...:;:;
A smile stretched across my face... a genuine happy smile.

WOOOOO 1070 words in under an hour, BITCH!