Izuku was taking notes down in class listening to the students talk and laugh, he didn't have friends and he doesn't want to have friends. They just end up turning their backs on him like the last ones, he tried to fix them but they didn't want him for being quirkless, whatever at least he works better alone.

"Here eat them" a girl told him throwing him a bag that had apples in them, the people stopped and looked to see what the girl would do next, Izuku is now wondering why he had to have a class with the popular girl "eat them all, eat more after eat a lot because starving yourself isn't making you look pretty" she told him as she sat down in front of him.

"You're too skinny, have you seen your face?" "Here let me show you" she pulled a hand mirror and made Izuku look at himself "eye bags and your cheek bones stick out, not pretty at all, you even lost weight on your thighs, remember how much girls wanted to have theirs to look like yours? Well now they definitely don't, seriously do something no one is going to like you looking like that"

"Maybe you should eat more, oh but be careful not to eat too much, but if you can't do that then maybe you should kill your self and hope to look pretty and maybe even have a quirk in your next life! That sounds like a good plan doesn't it?" Izuku was holding in his emotions as he heard the people laugh and whisper. He got up and grabbed his bag and books heading out of the class room and leaving the school building. "You're back early, isn't school just start-" "leave me alone" 

Izuku entered his room and threw his things on the ground as he unbuttoned his shirt throwing it as he cried. It doesn't make sense...they want him to lose weight but they want him to gain weight? Why can't they just make up their mind?

He looked at himself in the mirror touching his face, he looked at his hands and body. He ended up crying himself to sleep that day, he got scolded for missing his dance lessons the next day, people started to leave notes about his body on his desk and in his locker, some even leave a bit of food in there telling him to eat it.

The bell rang and he grabbed his bag walking out of the class and heading to the studio where he heard the music play "hey, try not to break a bone there twig" a girl told him as he opened the doors to go inside the room.

He changed into a pair of biker shorts and a loose shirt. He stepped out of the locker room and stretched a bit until he started to do the practice the rest were doing, when the lesson was over he went home and saw he was alone. He sat down and thought to himself before getting up and heading to the kitchen and made himself a sandwich.

He looked at it and picked it up with trembling hands and took a bite from it, he chewed it as he tried to swallow it. When he did his eyes started to water as he worried about the weight he'd be gaining, he put the food down and headed to bathroom making himself throw up.

He went to his room pulling the box out seeing the last bottles of pills he had, he hesitated before taking two pills of diet pills the ones the lady warned him about. He got in bed hugging himself as he silently cried, "it's not fair....I just want to be perfect...I want to go home..."