Hello everyone! I'm back with a new fic. I've been really into Boku no Hero Academia for a while, and I wanted to write a fic for it. I really like where I went with this fic, so please it well. -bows-

Just letting you guys know, this fic hasn't been fully edited. I've read over it several times, making corrections, but my Beta has not been able to read it due to school responsibilities. When it has been Beta'd I shall repost it.

Prologue

"Izucchan! Come on! I wanna play on the swings!"

Izucchan, or Midoriya Izuku was a young boy of four years old. He had a mop of green curly hair, and freckles that danced across his cheeks under his vibrant green eyes.

"S-Slow down, K-Kacchan." Izuku coughed. His cheeks were flushed, and sweat glistened on his face.

"What's wrong with you, Izucchan? I wasn't running that fast." Kacchan humphed, putting his hands on his hips. Kacchan, or Bakugo Katsuki was of similar age to Izuku, sporting spiky, ash-blond hair. His red eyes stared at his friend, annoyance etched on the child's face.

Katsuki was rather popular in his preschool; he had developed a rather flashy quirk, Explosion, that impressed his teachers and classmates. Ever since his quirk developed, he had talked with Izuku about the quirk the green-haired boy would eventually develop.

"S-Sorry K-Kacchan." Izuku panted. He was feeling warm, unnaturally so. His face was burning and his throat felt like it was on fire. A simple run towards the playground never made him feel like this before.

"Izucchan?" Katsuki blinked, stepping towards the boy. He was concerned; he'd never seen Izuku like this before. "You...don't look so good."

"I'm...hot. My throat burns…." Tears built up in the child's green eyes. Large tears fell as he grasped at his chest.

"I'm getting the teacher!" Katsuki took off towards the teacher that was looking over the children on the playground.

Izuku stood in the same spot clutching his chest, loud sobs wracking his body.

"Izu-kun? Izu-kun, what's wrong?" A young girl asked. Children gathered around the crying boy, trying to see what was wrong.

Katsuki returned with a teacher, who made her way through the crowd of children. He stared at his friend, who was now hunched over choking on his sobs.

"Izuku-kun, what's wrong? It's okay, honey. Breathe. Try and take a deep breath and tell me what's wrong." The teacher spoke softly, kneeling down next to the crying boy, rubbing soothing circles on his back.

Izuku tried to take a deep breath, but he felt like he was burning from the inside, and with his uncontrollable sobbing, the boy choked. He started having a violent coughing fit. With each cough, flames came up from the back of his throat.

The groups surrounding Izuku immediately backed away as the boy's coughs were scorching the ground in front of him.

The teacher stood behind Izuku, still rubbing circles on his back. "Izuku, you need to calm down. Please try and take a breath. We need to stop your coughing."

Izuku tried to regulate his breathing, but his chest was still burning. "M-My th-throat hurts...m-make it stop!" Tears were still falling down his cheeks.

"Of course, sweetheart. Come on, let's get you inside." The woman picked up Izuku and carried him back inside.

Katsuki followed the teacher, his eyes wide from what he saw. Izuku coughed up fire…. Izuku's quirk allowed him to breath fire. Izuku had his quirk. His friend developed his quirk!

Katsuki walked inside, seeing Izuku sitting on a mat sipping some water.

"Izuku-kun, finish your water and we're going to lay you down to rest, okay? You should feel better after a nap. I'm going to call your mom, okay?" The teacher smiled, gently running her hand through Izuku's curly hair. She got up, walking out of the room to call Izuku's mother.

Izuku nodded, his eyes still red from crying. He continued to sip his water, seeing Katsuki move next to him.

"You got your quirk, Izucchan!" Katsuki smiled, sitting next to the mat his friend was on. "You can breathe fire!"

Izuku nodded, still sipping his water.

"Does your throat still burn?"

Izuku nodded again. "It-It really hurts. My face is burning, too."

Katsuki nodded. "You'll feel better soon. Then we can play hero with our quirks!"

Izuku chuckled, wincing from the burning in his throat. "Y-Yeah."

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A sigh escaped the lips of a woman with shoulder length green hair that was pulled back into a half ponytail. Midoriya Inko was said woman, staring at her resume on her computer screen. The twenty-six year old mother of one was cleaning up and fluffing her resume in order to find employment.

The last year had been rather difficult for the young mother; having only heard her husband, now soon to be ex-husband, twice in the last year. When Hisashi would call, he would only talk for a few minutes: making sure the family had enough money to pay the bills, Izuku's school tuition was paid, if Izuku had any signs of his quirk developing, and if she and Izuku were in good health.

Midoriya Hisashi worked overseas for an oil company, who hired him for his quirk. He had met Inko when she was nineteen years old. They dated for a year before Hisashi proposed to Inko. They were married a year later, and were happy. Soon after their marriage, Hisashi was offered a job with Maridun Oil Company, where he was stationed on a large oil liner in Japan.

At the beginning of their marriage, he was able to commute to and from work. Inko worked as a secretary of a small law firm at the beginning of their marriage; wanting to stay busy and contribute to their relationship financially as well. During the Christmas of their first year of marriage, Inko announced she was pregnant.

The two were ecstatic. Inko always wanted to be a mother, and while Hisashi was nervous, he was also excited. Hisashi was making enough money to support his family, so Inko quit her job at the law firm. On July 15, just eleven days after Inko's twenty-second birthday, Izuku was born.

The couple were happy. Explicitly happy. But it didn't last long. Three months after Izuku's birth, Hisashi was relocated. The relocation started out doable: Hisashi would be stationed on an oil liner abroad for six weeks at a time, then return to shore for two weeks. While it wasn't ideal, it was workable. Hisashi would call every night, if not every other night to talk to his wife and make sure their son was well.

Soon weeks abroad turned into months abroad, and weeks at home turned into a few days at home. The calls stopped coming as frequently as well. Every night turned to one call a week, then to one call a month.

Izuku consistently asked where his father was, and all Inko could tell her son was that his father was working very hard abroad to make sure that they could live comfortably. She would always tell Izuku that his father loved them very much, and he'd be home soon.

The last time Hisashi was home, the adults broke into a rather large fight. Inko had stated that she wanted Hisashi to quit his job and find one close to his family. Izuku missed him, and so did she.

While Hisashi wasn't opposed to the idea, it was a lot easier said than done. He would have to look for a job while working overseas, which was next to impossible. And with Inko being a stay at home mom, there would be no income coming in if Hisashi quit his job to look for a new one. The argument eventually led to Inko asking if Hiashi even wanted to be with them. A question that had nagged at her mind for months.

Hisashi left that night, and returned to work without saying a word to either Inko or Izuku. Months had passed before Hisashi contacted his home again.

Inko closed the door to her son's room, having just put the three year old down for a nap. She felt her chest tighten, thinking about her husband. Izuku asked about him again, wondering why he left so suddenly when he had been there last. She lied to her son, stating that his job needed him back immediately, and there wasn't enough time for him to say his goodbyes. She hated lying to her son, but she couldn't bring herself to tell him that she and his father got into an argument and he left in anger.

She was brought out of her thoughts by the ringing of the house phone. She silently grumbled, and quickly answered it so the ringing would not wake Izuku.

"Hello, Midoriya residence."

"Inko."

The woman gasped, hearing her husband's voice over the receiver. "Hisashi. H-How are you?"

"I've been better. Listen, there's something I-"

"Hisashi, I'm so sorry about what I said to you when you were home. It was wrong of me. I know you want to be with us, and...I just miss you, and I know Izuku misses you, and I was just frustrated." She said quickly, wanting him to know she was sorry for saying such things.

"Inko….I know. I know you didn't mean to say those things….but you were right."

"Wh-What?"

"I do want to be home, Inko. I want to be able to be there and watch my son grow up, I want to be there when his quirk surfaces, I want to be there and grow old with you….but it's not possible right now."

She could hear her husband sigh through the receiver. Her hand covered her mouth, tears threatening to fall. She could feel her body shaking with fear. "What are you saying, Hisashi?"

"Perhaps it is best if we were to separate."

Inko's breath hitched. Panicking, she began fumbling for words. "Hisashi, please! I'm so sorry! I'll never say anything like that again! Please don't say things like this!" Tears were now falling freely down her cheeks as she tried to save whatever she could from the conversation.

"Inko, please listen to me. I love you, Inko. I love you and Izuku so much, but it isn't fair to either of you that I'm gone so much. When it first started out, it was doable. I could still see Izuku and you and still feel a part of the family. But now….I'm a stranger in my own home. Izuku barely knows me, and there's only so much you can learn about someone over phone calls and the occasional visit. I truly love you, Inko. I do. But it is not fair to you to constantly wait for me to come home. For Izuku to wonder when his father is coming home again."

"Y-You're serious…." Inko swallowed hard, trying to keep herself strong. Her shaky voice and sniffles betraying her.

"Listen Inko, I know this is sudden, and I don't expect you to just pack up and leave. I would never do that to you and Izuku. I'll keep sending money so you can keep living at the apartment. With me being abroad, I don't want to put Izuku through the trauma of traveling to see me. You can have full custody, and I'll pay child support."

Inko couldn't believe what she was hearing. He was just….going to leave. Physically he was already gone, but emotionally, he was walking out on them. Inko squeezed the phone, still not believing what she was hearing.

"You...you still want to see him?"

"Of course. I told you Inko, he is still my son, and I love him. I know….I can't be the father he needs, but that doesn't mean I don't want to know about his well being. I'll call when I can and….when I'm back home I'll come see him."

Inko was still shaking with varying emotions: anger, sadness, heartbreak. She squeezed the phone tighter, taking a deep, but shaky breath.

"What….what am I supposed to tell Izuku?"

There was silence for a few moments. Those few moments spoke volumes about the emotions Hisashi was feeling. He wasn't crying, but there was a sadness in his voice when he spoke to her. He really was remorseful, and she did truly feel that Hisashi still loved her and their son.

Hisashi eventually sighed, speaking to his wife. "I know he's a child, but perhaps it would be best to tell him the truth. If we lied to try and save him from this, it could blow up in our face later on. I want him to know I love you both very much, and I'm not doing this lightly."

Inko nodded. "I...I agree. Hisashi…..are...are you sure that we can't make this work?" She asked, trying one more time to save her marriage.

"Inko….I thought about this so many times. I talked myself out of this conversations so many times, I lost count. I lost sleep over this, I've injured myself at work because this had been on my mind. I'm not saying this to make you feel guilty." He stopped for a moment to take a deep breath. "I'm doing this because this isn't fair to our family. I want you and Izuku to be happy. Constantly wondering about when I'm going to come home or call isn't right. I love you so much, but this is what is right."

Inko was was crying again, tears flowing like a faucet. He was right, it wasn't fair to her and Izuku. And it wasn't fair to him as well. She hated it. She hated it so much. She hated him for being right. She hated this whole situation. She swallowed hard, trying to compose herself to speak.

"I….I understand Hisashi. I love you, and I know Izuku loves you too. I know you said you would take care of us, but if there is anything you need….please don't hesitate to call."

Hisashi let out a chuckle, and Inko could hear her husband now crying on the other end.

"R-Right. I'll….When I have time, I'll contact a lawyer and have a contract written up. I'm so sorry, Inko."

"Y-Yeah….me too…."

"Tell Izuku I love him, and that I'm so sorry."

"I will….G-Goodbye Hisashi."

"Goodbye Inko."

When the line went dead, Inko collapsed on the floor, hugging herself as she sobbed. In her crying stupor, she didn't hear her son's door open.

"Mama….?" Izuku stood in front of his mother, his eyes wide with concern.

Inko looked up, tears still falling. "A...Ah...Izu-Izuku honey….I-"

"Papa's not coming home….is he?"

Inko wrapped her arms around her son, bringing him in for a bone-crushing hug. She cried on her son, apologizing to him over and over again.

Inko shook her head, bringing herself out of the memory. True to his word, Hisashi continued to pay for the apartment that she and Izuku lived in. He contacted a lawyer, and a contract was written up for when the divorce was finalized.

The contract stated that while Hisashi wasn't giving up his parental right, he was granting Inko full custody due to him working abroad and not able to care for his son while he was working. Inko was also to receive child support from her husband. The couple settled on a fair price, and the papers were signed.

One condition that the judge ordered was that Inko was to return to the workforce now that her son had started school. She had until the finalization date of the divorce to have a job, which was in less than two months.

So there she sat, in front of her computer cleaning up her resume.

She jumped in surprise when the house phone rang. She got up and hurried to the kitchen, pulling the phone off the receiver.

"Hello, Midoriya residence."

"Hello, Inko-san. It's Nemui¹ from Minato Day Care."

"Ah Nemui-san. Good afternoon. Is everything okay?" She asked, worry flooding her chest.

"Yes, everything is okay. Izuku-kun's quirk manifested, and I believe it startled him. Katsuki-kun came to me on the playground saying that Izuku was hot and his throat was burning. When I got to him, Izuku started coughing fire. You said your husband has a fire breathing quirk, yes?"

Inko gasped, bringing a hand to her mouth. "Oh! Yes...he does. Oh, my poor Izuku!"

"My quirk 'Melatonin' helps put people to sleep. So with your permission, I'd like to use it on Izuku to help him calm down and rest. I figured it would be easier for him to sleep off some of the heat he was feeling. I also think it would be good for Izuku-kun to go home early today."

Inko nodded against the phone. "Of course. You have my permission to use your quirk. Let him know I'll be there as soon as I can. Thank you for calling." Inko hung up the phone, then quickly picking it back up, called their clinic. She made an appointment with her son's pediatrician, explaining that he had manifested his quirk. The receptionist on the other end understood and made an appointment for Izuku.

Inko hung up once the appointment was scheduled, moving to the entrance of the apartment. She quickly put on her shoes and a light jacket, grabbed her purse and keys, and left the apartment.

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When Inko reached the daycare, Izuku, along with the other children, were down for their naps. Izuku was moved away from the group of napping children, with a cold cloth on his forehead.

Inko knelt down next to her son, placing her hand on the boy's cheek. He was warm to the touch. She knew that Hisashi was warmer than most. Due to his quirk, he ran a high body temperature, and was like their own personal space heater. Izuku seemed to have a similar reaction.

She picked up her son, resting his lolling head on her shoulder.

"Nemui-san, thank you for taking care of my son." Inko bowed as best she could while holding Izuku.

"No problem at all, Midoriya-san. I hope Izuku-kun feels better." The woman smiled.

Inko took Izuku out to her car, carefully placed him in his carseat, buckled him up, and drove to the clinic. By the time Inko had checked Izuku in with the receptionist, Izuku had woken up.

He sat on his mother's lap, his eyes still heavy with sleep. He was tiredly playing with an All Might action figure that his mother had put into her purse for him, while waiting for their name to be called.

"Midoriya Izuku." A nurse called, looking out into the small crowd of people.

Inko stood up, holding Izuku against her chest. She walked back into the exam room, and set her son down on the examination table.

"Hello Izuku-kun. I'm Nurse Hogo². I'm going to take your temperature and vitals, okay?" Seeing Izuku nod, she placed a thermometer in Izuku's mouth. While Izuku's temperature was being taken, she pulled out a child blood pressure cuff, and strapped it around his arm. She began to squeeze the pump, having the cuff inflate around his arm. Hogo watched the needle move across the numbers, before it deflated. As she took off the cuff, the thermometer beeped.

"Blood pressure: 100/59. Normal. Temperature: 38.7°C. You're definitely sporting a fever." Hogo explained, reading the thermometer as she took it out of Izuku's mouth. She wrote down the vitals in his medical charts. As the nurse was writing the notes down, a knock came at the door.

A man with greying brown hair and brown eyes, came in and looked sympathetically at the young boy on the table.

"Ah! Good afternoon, Doki³-sensei⁴." Inko stood up, bowing to the doctor.

"Hello Midoriya-san. I heard Midoriya-kun isn't feeling well." He smiled, turning to the boy. "What seems to be the problem?"

Izuku sniffled, fighting back tears. "M-My throat burns…."

"Izuku developed his quirk this morning. He seemed alright this morning before I took him to school….he started coughing up flames on the playground." Inko said, looking at her son with concern.

Doki nodded, stepping closer to Izuku. He gently placed a hand on Izuku's shoulder, closing his eyes. After a few moments, he opened his eyes and grabbed an otoscope. "Your heart rate is a little high. But that could be from all the excitement and discomfort you're feeling." The doctor smiled, scribbling on Izuku's medical charts.. "Okay Mikoriya-kun. Open your mouth, and say 'aah.'"

Izuku did as he was told, wincing in pain. He watched the doctor look in his mouth, then in his nostrils and ears.

"Okay." The physician said, placing a hand on Izuku's head. "You're going to be okay Midoriya-kun."

Izuku smiled, feeling better that he knew he was going to be okay.

Doki turned to Inko, placing his other hand in his coat pocket. "It appears Midoriya-kun has inherited your husband's quirk. You put as your quirk as a weak telekinetic quirk, and your husband breathes fire. I cannot say if your son's quirk is a combination of the two, or if it is solely inherited from your husband."

Seeing the mother nod, the doctor continued. "Midoriya-kun will be okay. His throat is irritated from the use of his quirk use, and his lungs sounded clear, but I wouldn't be surprised if they were irritated as well. I'll be referring you to a quirk specialist so Midoriya-kun's quirk can be observed and documented accurately." Doki nodded. "I'll also be prescribing some medication for Midoriya-kun. I'm going to prescribe a liquid medication for the irritation of his throat. I also suggest picking up some lozenges with menthol."

Inko nodded, standing up and bowing to the doctor. "Thank you Doki-sensei."

"Of course, Midoriya-san. Now, you should receive a call from a quirk specialist in the next few days. After they document your son's quirk, they will give you instructions about maintaining your son's quirk, such as diet, exercises, and so on."

Inko nodded, picking up Izuku. "Of course. Thank you again, Doki-sensei." Inko left with Izuku in her arms, who was resting his head against her shoulder.

"Mama…" Izuku breathed out.

"Yes honey?"

"I have a quirk….I can be a hero like All Might." he smiled, nuzzling into his mother's shoulder.

Inko hummed, placing a hand on the back of her son's head with a smile. "Yes, Izuku. You can."

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Izuku spent several days at home with his mother in celebration of his quirk developing. He was so excited about his quirk, and his mother was excited for him. Izuku was so excited, he convinced his mother to call his dad. He didn't pick up, as expected, but Izuku didn't care. Izuku ranted and raved and cheered about how he could breathe fire just like him. He explained how he was going to be a great hero, just like All Might, and that he was excited to show him the next time he came home.

During his time home, Izuku was taken to the quirk specialist that Doki-sensei referred them to. Shindan⁵-sensei had put him through several tests, such as breathing fire, fire resistance, pyrokinesis, and control. The doctor also wanted to see if it was a combination of both his parents quirk, so Shindan-sensei attempted Izuku to use telekinesis. After subjecting Izuku to his tests, Shindan-sensei spoke to Inko.

"I am officially listing Izuku's quirk as Fire Breath; the same as his father's. Midoriya-kun is able to breathe fire, which is his only way of expelling flame. He does, however, have some aspect from your quirk as well, Midoriya-san." Shindan explained, much to Inko's surprise. "He is able to draw in flames and absorb them. However, this causes Midoriya-kun to overheat. This, and over use of his quirk causes dehydration, fevers, sore throats, and makes him to overheat. Be mindful when he uses his quirk. If he overexerts himself, he could possibly suffer from heat stroke."

Inko gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. That was some pretty serious backlash. Hisashi didn't have that kind of backlash from Fire Breath, only minor dehydration and a sore throat.

"I'm recommending he start carrying around a water bottle to maintain hydration. Also add in hydrating and cooling foods and drinks to his diet; peppermint teas, cucumbers, melons, tomatoes. I can give you a list if you want."

Inko thanked the doctor for the information, requesting the list for Izuku's new dietary needs. She also received a report on Izuku's quirk; detailing what his quirk entailed, and its drawbacks.

"I'll also be referring you to a training facility so Midoriya-kun can get a grasp of his quirk. It won't be anything like Yuuei or any hero schools, but it will allow him to gain control over his quirk, and know his limits so he wont have any accidents as he gets older."

When the Midoriyas left the specialist's office, they were both in good spirits. With the development of Izuku's quirk, the future was looking bright.

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Life quickly changed for Izuku and his mother since the discovery of the boy's quirk. Inko was able to secure a full time job as a receptionist at a small hero agency. It wasn't a fabulous job, but it paid well enough, and had good benefits.

Izuku would go to school during the day, and would go home with Katsuki and Mitsuki, Katsuki's mother. After work, Inko would pick her son up and they would go home.

Tuesdays and Fridays after Inko would pick Izuku up, she would take her son to the training facility, where Izuku would practice his quirk.

Things were good.

But the world was cruel and had a way of rearing its ugly head.

It was a typical day at the Minato Day Care. The sun was shining bright, and the children were playing on the playground.

Izuku and Katsuki were together, running through the play structure's jungle gym. The two were playing Hero and Villain, and it was Izuku's turn as All Might.

"I'm going to get you villain!" Izuku called out, a bright smile on his face. All Might always did hero work with a smile.

"Haha! You'll never catch me!" Katsuki yelled, looking back at Izuku with just as bright a smile. As Katsuki yelled to Izuku, he ran smack into a boy with very large, bushy eyebrows. Katsuki yelped, falling onto his bottom.

"A-Ah! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to run into you." The little boy blushed, moving towards Katsuki.

Katsuki looked up at the boy, growling. He held up his hand and a small explosion erupted from his palm in the boy's face.

The boy yelped, falling backwards.

"Ah! Mayuge-kun⁶!" Izuku gasped, rushing over to him. "Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah." Mayuge mumbled, looking up at Izuku. "Th-Thank you Midoriya-kun…" He placed a hand on his cheek, wincing at the feeling of the superficial burn.

"Kacchan! That wasn't very nice! Mayuge-kun apologized for running into you! Apologize to him for using your quirk!" Izuku frowned, scolding his friend.

Katsuki's eyes widened, looking at the boy. Here he was, being scolded by his friend for something that wasn't his fault. The bushy browed kid ran into him! He should have apologized and stayed out of his way! Katsuki growled, tiny explosions erupting from his palms.

"What the heck, Izu?! You're taking his side?! He ran into me!"

"Yeah, and he apologized. It was an accident. You didn't need to hurt him." Izuku frowned, standing in front of Mayuge.

Katsuki growled louder, running at Izuku. He threw his palm at his friend, sending an explosion to his face.

Izuku yelped in pain, flying onto his back. He coughed, the air being knocked out of him. "Don't defend this loser, Izu!"

Izuku stood up, frowning at his friend. "I will! He didn't do anything wrong!" He gasped, seeing Katsuki attack him again, more explosions flying at him. Izuki took the attacks, still trying to keep Katsuki's attention on him and not Mayuge.

"Why don't you use your quirk, Izu?" Katsuki yelled, still attacking the green haired boy. "You scared?!"

"I won't! I won't use my quirk on my friend! That's not what a hero would do!" Izuku yelled.

Katsuki's eyes widened, staring at the boy. Izuku refused to use his quirk on him. Katsuki growled again, scowling at Izuku. "You think you're too good to use your quirk on me? You think you're better than me?! You're useless if you don't use your quirk!"

"What's going on here?"

Izuku and Katsuki looked over, seeing Nemui with Mayuge at hiding behind her legs. "Katsuki-kun, did you use your quirk on Izuku-kun and Geji-kun⁷?" The woman asked, placing her hands on her hips.

Katsuki stared at his teacher, anger still plastered on his face. "Eyebrows ran into me!"

"Did he apologize?" Nemui asked, looking down at the boy behind her legs.

"Yes!" Both Izuku and Geji announced.

"Whatever!" Katsuki scoffed, turning from his teacher and the boys. He stomped away, his fists clenched by his sides.

"Are you boys okay?" Nemui sighed, kneeling down next to Izuku and Geji. Seeing the two boys nod, she held out her hands to them. "Come on. Let's get you two cleaned and patched up."

Izuku and Geji took her hand and was led back to the classroom. Izuku turned, looking back at the angry boy. He didn't know it yet, but things were going to be different between the two friends.

Disclaimer: I do not own Boku no Hero Academia

~END CHAPTER

In BNHA, the names of each character is a pun related to their quirk. Or their quirk is a pun related to their name *shrugs* All I know is it is all about the puns!

1. Nemui- means "I'm sleepy." Her quirk 'Melatonin' increases the amount of melatonin flowing through the brain and makes the person it is used on sleepy.

2. Hogo- means "protection" or "care." Nurse's professions are meant to be caring and protecting, especially towards young children. I imagine Nurse Hogo to be quirkless.

3. Doki- Doki is onomatopoeia of the sound of a heart beat in japanese. Doki's quirk is 'Stethoscope.' He is able to hear a patient's heartbeat by touching them.

4. In Japanese, you address a doctor as "Sensei." Sensei is a term of respect and honor, that doctors and teachers are given.

5. Shindan- means "diagnose." He is a quirk specialist, a researcher. He discovers things about others quirks. I hadn't come up with a quirk for him, though I wasn't sure if he needed one.

6-7. Mayuge Geji- His name literally means "fuzzy eyebrows." His quirk is just "eyebrows." Which gives him giant, caterpillar like eyebrows.

One thing that wasn't explained in the manga or anime was how the children develop their quirks. While it probably does manifest randomly without much warning, save more maybe some symptoms the day of. But if a child develop a quirk similar to Katsuki's 'Explosion,' or Izuku's 'Fire Breath,' do they just have perfect control over their new quirk? I highly doubt that. I doubt a child is able to fully grasp a power level of their quirk, or able to stop it from happening randomly. I believe a child would have to go to a specialist to learn how to control their quirk from not only destroying them, but the things around them.