Were at the doctors office, visibly excited yet worried all at the same time, me and izuku. Were both highly optomistic, yet we know that its possible to not have a quirk. We keep that in the back of our minds, almost forgetting about it entirely. Were told to come into the office along with our mom,  and we do so gladly. The doctor runs a bunch of tests and an xray, and talks to our mom. Were both have high hopes, so its okay right? I hope so.....

"Im sorry kids, but you wont have quirks."

Izuku drops his allmight toy. I stand up out of my chair, and walk out the door, tears in my eyes. Kacchan sees me, and he looks at me with terrified eyes because i never cry. I walk outside the door. Not to the car, not to leave, just outside. I lay on the grass, and stare at the sky. ".....why? Why me?.......... Why are me and izuku always unlucky?" I say, staring at the sky, crying my eyes out.

"......im sorry izuku...." is all i can say after that, and then i walk into the car. I wish dad was here to tell us its alright......... he was smart... nice....kind.... and never left hus word behind. I miss him. Mom comes running out, izuku walking into the car, covered in tears. I stare at my feet, not saying a goddamn word.  I cant even open my mouth. I walk outside, and with it being a summer day, somehow, it snows.  It just.......appeared, with the sun shining through. (No, thats not his quirk, he wont have one) we get home, and the snow stops and is now rain. Thats more normal for summer. I dont even turn on the light, i just walk to me and izukus room and sit in my fort. (He has a fort space over his bed) and just lay there, trying not to cry, and i hear the video of the day allmight appeared. Izuku starts sobbing, and the video is on a loop.  Mom walks in, and izuku turns around. "M-mom.....even if i dont have a quirk.....can i still be a hero?" Izuku said, with tears flowing over his face. "IM SORRY IZUKU!"
mom yells, hugging izuku while sobbing. I just fall asleep at the top of my fort, and lay there, without coming out of my room for about a day. I finally come out for food, grab it, take it to my room and sleep. I wake up, eat, drink, and then sleep. I did this for a week, until i finally got over it. My skim was pale, my bones fragile. Mom picks me up and gives me a hug with tears in her eyes and gives me some proper food.  I hear three knocks at the door and one bell ring. Everyone looks at the door, and i only say one word. "Dad?" I rush to the door, but im too short to reach the lock. Mom opens it, and lets him inside.