I do not own anything.   with that out of the way, the first chapter or so will be/ were inspired by the song above.  This is my interpretation of if Izuku became a delinquent because he trained his body before training to get OFA, on top of that, was disillusioned and snapped leading people at his school to think of him not as Useless or defenseless, but rather a dangerous thug.  Though some people will still see him as defenseless.

Now Onto the Story.

(Izuku Pov_)

Same old same old.  Day starts, wake up, try to be a normal person for my mother, 5 minutes later muttering a quiet "Fuck it" under my breath,  go to school, the few bullies that remain get sent to the hospital (again), not getting punished for it (whereas before I'd get a broken arm and be punished, now the principal seems too afraid to discipline me) despite me being Quirkless and discriminated against, deal with Bakugo, try to go home without punks trying to fight me, fail, get home, do homework, workout, sleep repeat.

Or at least that's how it should go.  But apparently today was different.  How so? Because life seems to be trying to strangle the last shred of hope, kindness, and sanity that I have left.

It started like most days do, Villians doing stuff somewhere, just today that somewhere was here. So that was the first incident.  Then a couple of thugs tried to jump me, so at least that was normal.  Sad I know, but I'll take it at this point, at least now I expect it, unlike the first dozen time.  Still have the scares.  Then I got to school and strangely enough, no bullies attacked me (I would soon find out why)  and I went to class.

It was worse than usual.

It started out well enough.  No one seemed interested in me, all caught up in their own worlds or conversations. Even Bakugo seemed to focussing on something and quiet for a change.  So what did I do?  I put my feet on the desk and enjoy the small moment of peace life had decided to grant me.  It didn't last long enough because not even a minute later the bell rings and the teacher comes in with a stack of papers.

sighing, I thought to myself that the peace was nice while it lasted, and wondered if that was the last moment of peace I'll have for a while.

"You're all third years, so I'm supposed to hand out these application forms.  But why bother," said the incompetent bafoon that I assume barely was able to get a teaching degree by cheating said.  "I know You all want to be Heroes!" And there go the papers.  Someone's gonna have-ta clean that up.  I swear if they make me do it...

"Don't lump me with these extras teach.  They'd be lucky to get office jobs at an agency or secretary to some sidekick; much less becoming even so much as a sidekick to some washed up no-name D-lister."  And there goes baguko, the most arrogant person I'll probably ever meet with a superiority complex so big I'm honestly surprised he doesn't have planets orbiting him.  Though all that would do is make him think he's the center of the universe even more than he already does.

After that I zone out; and start thinking about what I want to do, what high school I want to go to.  I mean, my dream is to be a hero, but at this point, I'm more likely to add to the already high suicide rate quirkless kids like me have.  They say 20% of the population is quirkless, not that 20% of people born don't have quirks.  The number of quirkless born in the world differs by country.  Japan has the lowest amount of quirkless individuals born in the world.  From the Censuses from the past 5 years, out all the kids in Japan, less than one percent didn't get a quirk.  In America, where heroes were born, it's slightly better there.  Back when people found out Quirks were here to stay, the Mighty US learned from its previous mistakes and made their 32nd amendment to their constitution.  Don't ask about amendments 28 and 29; 28 was an experiment, and 29 got rid of 28.  Their 31st made America one of the countries with free health care and paid parental leave. The 32nd amendment made it so people couldn't discriminate, segregate, alienate, or anything similar based on other's quirk.  And the 30th didn't really do anything anyway; it's just there to be there, like a placement holder of rights.

It stated that "These people with powers, Mutations, Abilities, these "Quirks"; are still people, just like you and me.  Should these continue to spread among the populations of the world, we fear that the words of our founding father may no longer ring true.  That "All men are created equal" will cease to be because of the powers humanity will be born with, and discovered at some point in one's life.  As such, we state that America will embrace these changes, and make it so that people with certain Quirks are not discriminated against.  And when the time comes that those born with Quirks are greater than those born without them, when the Quirked outnumber the Quirkless, that this document be used to ensure the rights and freedom of those born without powers.  That those born Quirkless will be treated and given the same opportunities as the Quirked."

Is there still bullying in America because of Quirks? Of course there is.  Just because America thought ahead doesn't mean that people won't be people.  After all, there are only a handful of humans born inherently good; and even then, most of them will have that goodness beaten out of them one way or another.

I was broken out of my thoughts by the smell of burnt flesh and someone screaming in pain.  I look down and see Bakugo on the floor holding his nose with his hand dripping with blood.

"That explains the scream of pain, but why do I smell burnt flesh?" I asked as I cast my gaze through my class, who all look terrified for some reason.

Then one of them speaks up.  A girl, Sam I think her name is.  "You don't know?" 

"No, why? And why do you all look terrified of me?  As far as I know, I haven't warranted any reason you all should be looking at being like that.

"Bakugo used an explosion on your desk to scare you, but you didn't seem to react," another girl told me.  Now I know her name, she's one of the few people that are nice to me; that doesn't think I'm a piece of shit that never should have been born for being either Quirkless or a 'punk-ass freak of nature delinquent that's only not in Juvi right now because the cops need to use the cells for more dangerous delinquents (ones that have quirks)'.  Her name is Ryu Mysoki, her parents hoped that having a similar name to a Pro would make things a little easier in life.  "So he started screaming and making small explosions near your face.  When you still didn't react, he hit you in the face with a large explosion.  And of course, you subconsciously responded by braking his nose then punching him in the gut. Before stomping on his face knocking him out cold.  Way to go Mr. King of Delinquents." She said that last part teasingly.  The King of Delinquents.  That's what most people call me, though Bakugo still calls me Deku.

"All right class, since class is about over, can someone please take Bakugo to the nurse." the teacher, now seemingly wanting to do his job now that his entertainment is over, tries to regain control.

I'll skip explaining the boring classes I have to take.  I know I didn't pay attention enough to describe them anyway.  Anyway, t'was the end of the day and I went to talk with the one person in the world that doesn't hate me.

"Hey, your Majesty." Guess who wanted to talk with me too.

"Ryu, I thought I asked you not to call me that."

"And I thought I told you that I will call you whatever I want, Izu darling."

"Okay, it's starting to get weird now, please stop.  I'm serious here, this is starting to get very uncomfortable."

"I'll stop when you go one week without putting someone in the hospital because they need anything from stitches to physical therapy after what you did to them."

"So you'll never stop then is what you're getting at.  Because I only ever do that in self-defense or when I'm protecting someone."

"Izuku, every time you protect someone, it's always against a group of thugs, gangsters, or Yakuza; Sometimes All Three!!!!"

"I get it, I get it."

We continued chatting for a while before she had to go home.  We said our goodbyes and that we'll see each other sometime over the weekend to hangout.  

Not even ten seconds pass before one of the delinquents and bullies of the school walks up to me.

"Follow me," he says, voice filled with hidden excitement and bloodlust.  "Or a couple of my new friends will be giving your little friend that walked off some... attention."

I knew what he meant, and I bearly contained my rage.  Holding back my anger I told him to lead the way.

Turns out, the reason why I wasn't attacked at the getgo today was because all of bullies and delinquents agreed to hire criminals and villains, and then with their small army attack me in a small alleyway.

And that... that is how I came to be in this scenario.  Covered in blood (only some of it being mine), surrounded by the (luckily only unconscious) bodies of the 50 idiots that tried to jump me (all of them are gonna need stitches, most will need casts, and a few even missing limbs) and sludge while holding a popped eye while having a staring contest with who I'm hoping is just a homeless person and not an underground hero or something.

And scene.  So... ya, new book.  Not gonna lie, I just remembered the song at the top before thinking that 1, if you think about it, and change a couple of words, it pretty much describes some aspects of the first 2 episodes perfectly, if you listen to the song looking for similarities that is.  Then again maybe I'm just looking to far into things again.

Anyway, the choices for the ship will be in two parts, trope/type, and character. I'll put type and then the character, if you want to vote, make sure to vote for each poll or your character vote will only count if the type of ship the character is under wins.    Also, please state why you want this ship, mainly so that I have a direction to take the romance because I have no idea how to write romance.                                    

Without Further Adu...

Good Girl X Bad Boy 

Momo

Okacho

Ibara

Melissa

Bad boy X The Flirt

Mina

Setsuna

Camie

Tooru

Bad boy X Tom Boy/Punk

Jiro

Kendo

Ryu

Bad boy X Quiet/blunt girl

Yui

If you have another ship idea, you can say what it is, if it gets enough votes, I'll do it if I feel I can do it justice; if not, I'll try to do a one-shot with later on in the story.  Same if there's a ship idea that I find interesting.  Just put your vote under Other.  And you can vote more than once, but it will be limited to two votes per category (mainly because I want to see what people will put) If there's a tie, then I'll flip a coin are just do both.  

Other

Also, for anyone making Dekuverse stories, feel free to use any of my stories as one of the worlds they watch, take inspiration for one of the worlds, or make references to it.  I love those stories,  They always have just the right amount of chaos in them and I Love It, just make a reference to me, or specify that I had a hand in making that universe, could just be a throw-away reference for all I care, I'll probably know.  Like with my other stories, there will be no schedule for any updates, it'll happen when I'm inspired and have free time.  Sorry to those who like the stories, but rest assured! With the lockdowns happening in my state, and school resuming before the next school year being up in the air, I'll have plenty of time to get inspired over and over again.

Anyway, Happy Quarinteen (unless you work in fast food, delivery serves the company, a grocery store, or a pharmacy) Everyone.

Next Chapter I attempt to write a fight scene, no it's not the 1v50 fight that ended up with a 51st fighter.   In a couple of Chapters, All Might.