"T-that's mean Kaachan. Can't you see your making him cry?" The whimpering of a beaten child by his peers were covered by the nervous morals of another.

"I-If you keep on doing this then... I-I will never forgive you!" His stutters did not match the body language. The scared child raised his arms defensively as if to boost whatever confidence he can muster in him.

Three other kids looked blankly at them for a moment before the middle child spoke up. "Pretending to be a hero ehh? You know you don't stand a chance without a quirk, Deku."

Boom

A small sound of a explosion was set off when a fist punched into a palm. Those hands belong to a sandy blonde haired girl who carried a menacing grin on her face.

It was undeniable that this was happening, him playing the hero only to be tossed aside like some sort of unusable object.

Back to the sound the made way into young boy's ears. It made him panic a bit before the incoming trio which Kaachan leading it. As a fist came for Izuku only the sound of screaming of pain and fear arose from that children's park.

Several minutes had passed maybe even hours Izuku did not know. What he did know was that he was on the floor beaten like the kid near him. Clothes covered in dirt, face smudge with sand and debris, and a sweet numbness that came with exhaustion.

It was true that his body became numb to the pain and resting on the floor only made it more effective. Although the real problem that was going on through Izuku's mind was the fact the was born quirkless.

I guess I should say this before my story starts. 'There is a sad yet real truth in the world that no one can really fight against in the beginning. All men are not created equal. This was the first yet everlasting lesson that I will continue to learn as I grow up to be an adult. Though there is some benefits I got out of this lesson, heck those benefits changed my life for the better. But anyway how about I kick it off with this: Those how work hard get what they deserve while those who are deserving need to work hard to keep the things they want.'

A few days earlier~

"Mom! Mom! Can you put up the video again?" A green haired child bouncing off of the kitchen floor around his mother with a happy smile on his face. He hold an action finger with tight grip because of the excitement going through his body.

"Okay, Okay I will play for you in a second Izuku." Such a smile from the child did not get ignored but acknowledged. The mother looked down at her only child; her son with motherly love and kindness.

"I don't know how you find this video inspiring, to me it seems so scary." Mom always didn't find my dream career was "safe and secure" but she supported me now with all her will but at the time when I was much younger...

There was always this video I'd watch even to this day that gave me aspiring hopes, even through my darkness.

Here in a small bedroom, a child watching a catastrophic event on his computer. The boys smile never faded as he watch the civilians in the video in panic and confusion. This woman... she save already a hundred people! I don't- Wait is that laughter?"

Ha Ha Ha Ha, worry not fellow citizens. Why? Because I Am Here!! In the video, many pedestrians were on the ground looking at the lean woman in a costume was carrying multiple other civilians who were wounded from the event. Her smile never faded with the reassurance that everything is going to be alright.

"I am going to be a hero like her some day! Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Yep I wanted to be like her, a hero. As I sit laughing like the mighty hero was in the video. I soon learn a lesson that became unavoidable for me.

Later on~

"Sorry kid but ain't gonna happen."

I remember the feeling of how shocked I was like it was yesterday. The doctor, he explained how I did not move to the next step of evolution since I still have my pinky joint on my foot. At the time it didn't make any sense as both my parents have quirks of their own but as I got older I begin to understand. So on a genetic stand point I got the end of the stick. Maybe my parents had a quirkless gene from the generation from before them and it landed on me. All I know is that my dreams to become a hero held such a set back for me.

That same night I remember watching the All Might video as I teared in hopes maybe I can become a hero like him. As I turn the chair to look at my mother to see the sadness in her eyes; she began to cry.

"Mom? Can I-I become a hero like All Might? One who smiles that save the day?"

Seeing her break rush to my despair, she apologized over and over again.

"I'm sorry Izuku! I'm sorry!" Her cheek was against mine, our tears collided along with our tragedy. This indeed was the greatest setback I have ever experienced my whole life.

The next day~

School, it was tough. News of my quirkless profile spread throughout my class. As I was belittled, degraded, and overall push around. The feeling of worthlessness sank in but it did not stop my dreams.

They found out about me when we all had to present our quirks in front of the class. I remain last due to being nervous by my natural stage fright and the truth about my nature. Katsumi went up she was before me. As she displayed her new found quirk, sparkles of light emitted from her palms. Everyone gave a massive praise in her power and future, even the adults "foretold" her greatness.

It became my childhood friends downfall much later on in her life when she was boasted pride into her mind. But nonetheless now she became a great person later on, although at the time their were problems.

Granted she let me hang out with group of friends making a group of three into a group of four. Taking the same trail that me and her use to take when we catch butterflies with nets bigger than our heads. I think when she fell down from the log and into the water stream was when I first lend her a hand.

"Yo Bakugo are you alright?"

"Dude she will be fine. She's the toughest girl we know."

"Heh got that right."

Most of the boys talked amongst themselves that they shouldn't bother trying to at least help the girl, most.

Katsumi heard the sound of water splashed a couple times as steps came for her. She rubbed the back of her head to look up to see a hand offered to her.

"Are you alright?" I asked her with concern in my tone. For a second if I can recall she had a smiling uncaring face before it turn blank with a processing facial expression then a angered glare of distaste.

"Of Course!!" She smacked my hand before getting out of the river stream with such anger that it scared me. For that second of fright, I feared that she would use her new found quirk of hers.

This became the drift between me and Katsumi Bakugo.