Author's note: Hey everyone, Fire Slash here bringing you yet another story. After watching Far From Home, this idea popped into my head and wouldn't stop nagging me until I wrote it out. Anyways, this is about Izuku developing machienes based off some of the members of the Sinister Six to combat a corrupt hero world. Think of this as the opposite of my Iron Deku story, where Izuku creates armor to join the heroes and tries to make a better hero society from within. Just a heads up, I have a summer job and a book I'm writing so this won't be updated often until I finish both (those of you waiting for an update for Silent Deku and The Power of a Hero, I plan on having both out sometime in two weeks. I'm going to be updating my Danganronpa fic Hajime Hinata Ultimate hero before them though).

Also, I went for my favorite pairing, Izuku x Kyouka, since they're a lot more alike than people think (though Izuku's one of those special characters who I can ship with any girl. Also, Todoroki). Finally, this Izuku will have a more serious and stoic personality and will be somewhat of a controversial character (as to be expected from a story like this). Don't worry, he won't be an edgelord. Other than a few flashbacks, this chapter will be the edgiest he'll be in the story.

Anyways, I won't take up you time. Now, review and enjoy :-)

Oh, and I now have an Instagram for my Fanfiction account. If you want to follow me, it's Fire_Slash_fanfiction. I'd love to talk to you giys and I'll be posting the progress I make with my fanfics and book there.

0000

At the young age of four, Izuku Midoryia learned that no one was born equal. In a world where eighty percent of the population were born with supernatural powers known as quirks, he just had to be part of the twenty percent that were born without one. The day he found this out, his world had nearly shattered. Not having a quirk meant he could no longer become a pro hero like his idol All Might, the number one hero in the world. Or at least, that's what society said. Then again, society said a lot of things about quirkless people, like how they were worthless and could never hope to complete with the powerful majority. Their destiny was to work all the jobs nobody wanted and to serve as a punching bag for those who had a quirk. It's no wonder eighty percent of quirkless people commit suicide…

When his quirkless nature was first determined, Izuku had asked his mother if he could be a hero, only for her to break down, apologizing for how neither her or Izuku's father's quirk had passed on to him. Shortly after, all his playground friends had left his side, instead choosing to use him as a target for practicing their quirks. Leading the pack was Katsuki Bakugo, a boy whose quirk allowed him to create explosions by igniting his sweat. Once inseparable friends, when Katsuki's quirk developed, he became arrogant and cruel, using his power to inflict pain upon others. No one did anything to stop him, as they only saw the fact his quirk would allow him to become a great hero. Whenever Izuku would try receiving aid from the teachers, he'd be met with the same responses:

"Stop making up rumors about you classmate."

"It's only natural how rough he is with his quirk. You'd be the same if you had one, showing it off all the time."

"Quit your complaining already!"

"Bakugo would never do such a thing!"

It was funny how everyone saw him as a hero even though he behaved more like a villain. Izuku still had the burn marks to prove the other boy's violent nature.

It was because of the lack of aid that Izuku became more reclusive and less emotional. He no longer cried when he got hurt since no one ever bothered to help him anyways. What was once a social butterfly turned into a blank introvert. He no longer cared for what his classmates said about him; they never said anything new anyways. Not having friends didn't help with his emotional development.

Thankfully, not all hope was lost for he was blessed with one key trait most didn't have, an iron will. No matter what his peers said, Izuku didn't give up his dream of becoming a hero. What he lacked in genetics he made up for in robotics. Even as a young boy, he was greatly intelligent and he knew that he had to hone it if he wished to make it in the hero world. As such, he's taken to analyzing quirks to learn how to combat them in addition to taking up martial arts. However, he knew this wasn't going to be enough. Having been inspired by several comic book villains amongst everything out there, the boy had started to develop a suit of armor which would allow him to wipe the floor with most quirk users. In order to receive funding for his project, he sold some simple capture devices to several support companies and police stations. While impressive for a five year old boy to make, they were nothing compared to his suit.

"Test twenty five: Super strength test," a seven year old Izuku numbled to himself as he stepped inside a black suit of armor. Nothing about it's design screamed fancy for it was a simple yet thin robotic suit. However, as the popular saying goes, looks can be deceiving. Picking up a large box with an adjustable weight in his backyard effortlessly, Izuku smirked. "One ton, not bad. Ultron, keep increasing the weight until I tell you to stop."

"As you wish," the AI inside his suit replied before increasing the weight of the box, he having created it as an aid of sorts for his project. He had designed Ultron like himself, someone who wasn't fond of words but had a strong desire to help those in need. Even when society practically took a massive dump on him daily, Izuku was still willing to protect those who needed him most...

Eventually, after a few seconds, Izuku felt his armor begin to buckle. "Alright Ultron, that's enough. How much was that?"

"Seventy tons," the AI replied as it began lowering the weight being applied inside the box. Izuku couldn't help but smile.

"That puts me almost up to par as present day All Might." For some reason, the symbol of peace has been getting weaker, a fact few people besides Izuku knew. Being the hero nerd he was, such a detail wasn't able to slip his notice no matter how hard All Might tried to keep it a secret.

Now, Izuku knew that even with his suit's immense physical prowess, he'd still need to add more variety to his suit if he wanted to be a great hero. No good hero was a one trick pony…except for the number two pro hero Endeavor, but Izuku didn't even count him as one for the same reasons he didn't consider Katsuki an upcoming hero; both abused their powers.

Anyways, getting back on track, Izuku had also found a way to fly, creating mechanical wings for his suit. With flight, he'd have an edge against any pro hero who lacked a ranged attack.

"Test forty five: Flight." Stepping into his suit, he had the mechanical wings pop out from the suit's back before shooting upwards into the sky. Flying over the city of Hoshu, Izuku took mental notes on how his suit was holding up. "All right, so far so good. Ultron, increase flight speed to its maximum."

"Understand." A second later, Izuku found himself flying at the speed of sound, doing several laps around his home city in under an hour. Eventually having enough, he landed back in his backyard, getting out of the suit.

"Whew, note to self, going at maximum speed will take some getting used to."

Adding on to his means of combating those with melee quirks, he later installed some shockwave generators and some machines which gave him basic manipulation over electricity. The electricity served as his primary weapon against those who had ranged quirks while the shockwave generators not only allowed him to fire off powerful shockwaves, but they allowed him to increase his striking power.

"Test number one hundred seventy two: ranged weaponry test," a ten year old Izuku stated before charging up some electricity in his left palm. He then fired it at a rock, destroying it instantly. Pointing his right fist towards another rock, he unleashed a powerful shock wave, causing it to break with little resistance. Turning his attention towards the final rock, one which was more than quadruple the size of the two he had destroyed, he threw a quick yet precise punch, unleashing a shockwave the same time his fist made contact with the rock. As he expected, the rock completely shattered in an instant, a large explosion being generated by the impact.

In addition to those items, he had installed four clawed appendages, as he soon learned that having them would be of a great offensive, defensive, and supportive aid to him. With these arms, he could pick up stuff out of his reach, keep villains at bay, and assist in rescue work by picking up rubble. Having installed a miniature AI in the area of his suit which controlled the arms, they were synced to follow his mental commands, allowing them to move as fast as he could think.

"Test number two hundred thirty six: extra limbs." Standing in front of a dumping ground, an eleven year old Izuku ordered his arms to toss a pile of trash from one side of the junkyard to the other. As soon as he gave the mental command, the arms hastily did their task flawlessly, grabbing items which most likely weighted at most eight tons and tossed them aside.

Finally, to help with his unpredictability, Izuku designed several drones equipped with weaponry and holographic technology. These drones, to be invisible whenever he summoned them, would produce various images to confuse his opponents. They can be as simple as making it appear as if there's multiple of him or as complex as 'trapping' them in a room with no escape. Adding weaponry such as flamethrowers and his shockwave generators to the drones allowed for the illusions to be so realistic that only the most intelligent people could detect the falsehood of the projected imagery.

"Test number three hundred forty one: illusion making." With a wave of his hand, twelve year old Izuku had a drone turn invisible before displaying an image of All Might and having it say his favorite catchphrase.

"NEVER FEAR, FOR I AM HERE!"

With another wave of his hand, the image started running towards a nearby rock. Cocking it's fist back, the fake All Might threw a punch at the rock, the hologram releasing a shockwave to make it seem as if the fist actually made contact with the object. Obviously, it wasn't nearly as strong as the real thing seeing as it only managed to leave a crater in the rock instead of destroying it, but the amount of utility the illusion had was outstanding, something which made the boy happy.

"Testing complete. I'm ready to become a certified hero," the boy stated, though he felt this nagging sensation in his head arguing against going pro. As much as he loved heroes, he knew for a fact the business was just as corrupt as the rest of society. The hero world was a popularity contest and only the flashiest survived. It didn't matter what type of person you were, all that mattered was your quirk. Just look at Endeavor. He's accidentally killed more civilians than most criminals due to him not showing any restraint when using his quirk, and yet people still looked up to him.

With his armor, Izuku was hoping to let the quirkless know that they too can fight alongside those with quirks and become amazing heroes if they worked hard. Unfortunately, all it took was one bad day to ruin heroics for the young genius, causing him to declare war not only against the top ten pro heroes, but against the hero business in general…

0000

It was an ordinary day of school for the young genius. Starting off his day, he was greeted by his peers who had decided to tease him yet again about his lack of a quirk. He had almost punched a kid who dared to make fun of his mother, it really being the only thing they could do to get a reaction out of him, but he decided against doing so solely because he knew he'd be expelled. The teachers were on his tormentors' side, so even if he told them the truth, they'd just punish him for swinging in the first place.

Afterwards, he spent a few hours learning things he already knew before heading to lunch, where he spent time on the roof. No one else bothered going up there, resulting in him making it his little hideout. When lunch was over, he went straight back to class, doing everything in his power to stay awake. Again, he didn't want to get into trouble with his teachers, so he actually put effort into staying up. If it were up to him, he'd sleep right through classes. After all, why would he waste time listening to someone who didn't even respect him and was teaching things he already knew?

"All right, as you all know, you're all reaching the end of middle school," his homeroom teacher stated, causing Izuku to start paying more attention as to what was coming out of his mouth. There was a chance he was going to go over the application process for picking high schools, something Izuku actually found important. "Now's the time you all think about your future. Eh, who am I kidding? All of you are planning on becoming heroes, correct?"

Upon saying that, most of the students began cheering in affirmation, some of them even displaying their quirks in a non-destructive manner.

"Hey teach, don't lump me into the same category as these crappy side characters," Katsuki stated, the boy being in Izuku's homeroom much to his annoyance. "I'm off to be the best damn hero you've ever seen."

"Ah, right, you're applying to U.A correct?" His teacher asked the boy, surprising most of his classmates. U.A Academy was considered to be the best hero development school in Japan. The chances of anyone getting in were slim, yet this didn't seem to faze Katsuki, the boy having a smirk on his face.

"Damn right I am, I even aced the mock test!"

As his classmates began fawning over Katsuki, Izuku began to dive into his own little world, not wanting to watch his classmates stroke the ego of his biggest bully.

"Midoryia, aren't you applying to U.A as well?"

At this point, Izuku could've sworn he felt whiplash strike him as he was brought back to reality. While it was true Izuku wanted to get into U.A as well, it was obvious the teacher did this to stir up drama. After all, to everyone else, him applying to U.A was a stupid idea.

"Really? Isn't he quirkless? How does he possibly think he can get into U.A?" One of his classmates asked, everyone else laughing. The only person who wasn't was Katsuki.

"Deku," Katsuki growled, not liking the fact the boy was applying to the same school as him, Deku being a nickname the boy gave him out of mockery. Deku was a word meaning useless, and Katsuki latched onto it, using it to mock the boy for his lack of a quirk. Honestly, he felt Katsuki could have a little more variety when calling him names. Seriously, he only latched onto that one and 'quirkless loser' as insults. For someone who was supposedly the second smartest student in the school, behind himself obviously, he sure didn't act like it…

"All right, all right, that's enough," the teacher stated to regain control of the class, though Izuku knew that if it wasn't for the fact that the bell was about to ring, they would've continued mocking him.

Thankfully, the bell did end up ringing a few minutes later, causing everyone to flood outside the room. Glad that the day was over, the boy began to pack his things, only for a hand to squeeze his shoulder.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Katsuki growled at the young genius. Behind him were his two lackeys, people Izuku honestly never paid attention to unless they were in his presence. Heck, even then, they were too busy worshipping the ground Katsuki walks on to even make much of an impact on the boy's life.

Izuku, having lost the ability to fear Katsuki or any bully, answered truthfully. "Home."

Katsuki narrowed his eyes in anger, stopping Izuku as he tried getting around the boy. "Oh no you don't. We're going to have a nice, 'friendly' chat."

Knowing he wouldn't be going home until Katsuki said his piece, Izuku sighed. "What?"

"Behind every hero is a story about their uprising," Katsuki explained. "I want mine to be unique. I'll be the only person to have graduated from this shitty school and make it pro. I'd rather not have any setbacks, so don't apply to U.A, got it?"

Izuku rolled his eyes at how pathetic the boy was acting. "U.A is my dream as well, so no Bakugo, I won't move just so you can have your way."

If Katsuki was angry before, he was now enraged. "Well, how the fuck are you going to get into U.A without a quirk you fucking Deku? You think a quirkless nobody can compete with someone like me, huh!?" Izuku opened his mouth to retort, only to be cut off. "Just do us all a favor and take a swan dive off the roof. You'll be far more useful dead, and who knows? You might even get a quirk in your next life."

It was Izuku's turn to be angry. How dare Katsuki have the audacity to claim he was aiming to be a hero when he just told someone to kill themselves!

"Tch, got something to say?" Katsuki mockingly asked, thinking Izuku was going to back down. Even though he should've seeing as he didn't have his armor on him and he was outnumbered three to one, the boy didn't waver.

"You realize U.A is a school for training upcoming heroes, right? Why would a villain bother applying there?"

"WANNA SAY THAT AGAIN YOU PIECE OF SHIT?!" Yep, Katsuki was officially pissed off, but Izuku couldn't care less. What's one more scar to him anyways?

"A person who bullies the weak to feel adequate has no right being called a hero. You just told me to kill myself a second ago and you still think you're hero material? You're pathetic, absolutely pathetic…"

"ALRIGHT, THAT DOES IT!" Grabbing hold of Izuku's arm, the boy began dragging him outside. Izuku didn't even bother to resist for Katsuki would just catch up to him by using his explosions. As such, he just let Katsuki and his friends wail on him until they eventually grew bored of beating up the quirkless kid.

"Let that be a lesson to you Deku," Katsuki stated before turning around. "You'll always be at the bottom…"

The ashy blonde boy began walking away from his victim, his lackeys following shortly after. All Izuku could do at the moment was lie on the ground and build up energy for the journey home. One day, he'll get his revenge…

0000

"Ah, just my luck, a disguise, and one of a harmless schoolboy no less. Looks like I can finally get rid of that pesky hero."

Whelp, looks like he won't be getting his revenge. As Izuku was heading home, he decided to take a shortcut through a small tunnel. Unfortunately, it seemed like a villain was using it as a hideout. 'Fuck my life.'

Izuku immediately backed up, knowing he couldn't do anything to the villain at the moment. Seeing as he was literally a ball of sludge, physical attacks would just pass right through him. If only he had his suit…

"Get over here!" Using a tendril, the sludge villain attempted to grab Izuku, only for the boy to dodge, his martial arts training kicking in. "Looks like we got a runner."

Not letting up, the monster continued to fire his tendrils at the boy, Izuku managing to dodge two of them. Sadly, Katsuki had struck his left leg rather hard earlier, making it so that the villain easily caught him with the third tendril he shot.

"Don't worry kid," the sludge villain said as it began absorbing Izuku into him. "This won't take long."

'Is this where I die?' Izuku asked himself as he desperately struggled to break free, only for his efforts to be in vain. The villain's hold was too strong. 'As a useless Deku? Looks like I wasn't able to protect anyone…'

"Hah, you know, if it wasn't for you, I'd probably be caught right now," The villain mocked his dying victim. "Thanks kid, you're my hero."

'Ultron, call the su-" Izuku mentally commanded his AI, only for the outline of the number one hero to make itself known.

"TEXAS SMASH!"

'All Might?' Izuku asked himself, managing to catch the faint outline of his hero before passing out, the lack of air having caught up to him.

0000

"Hey, hey kid, get up."

Opening his eyes, Izuku awakened to his hero gently patting his cheek, trying to wake him up. Eyes widening in amazement, Izuku leaped upwards, surprised to be face to face with his hero.

"Thank goodness you're awake," the American hero stated, sighing in relief. "I would've hated it if anyone got hurt because of me."

"A-All Might!?" Izuku shouted in glee, the sight of his idol being enough to break him out of his introverted ways for a second before resuming his usual expression. "Thanks for saving me."

"It's no problem my boy!" All Might stated in his signature booming voice. "Well, now since that's over, you should go home and rest up. I got a villain I need to bring in. I've already prepared an autograph in one of your notebooks.

Noticing the notebook next to him, Izuku saw that the hero did indeed sign two pages of the notebook. "Huh, neat."

"Until then, Plus Ultra!" Watching his hero preparing to take off, Izuku realized he still had some questions for his hero such as if the symbol of peace's opinion about quirkless heroes. Of course, the man was constantly saying how anyone could be a hero, but did he truly believe that?

"All Might, wait!"

"Can't!" The hero declared. "I must go!"

With that, All Might flew off, only to realize mid-flight that Izuku was clinging onto his leg. "Kid, what are you doing!?"

"I need to ask you something!" Izuku declared, gripping onto the hero with all his might. What Izuku didn't know was that All Might was on a time limit for how long he could use his powers.

'Shit!' Coughing up blood, All Might began thinking of a way to remove the fan clinging onto his leg. Realizing that he couldn't ask the kid to let go, he steered himself to a nearby building and landed on its roof.

"What you did was extremely reckless," All Might told him as the boy caught his breath. "You could have been killed."

"I know," Izuku told him. "But I need to ask you something."

"I can't stay to chat," All Might said, struggling to keep his powers flowing. "I need to go."

"Please wait!"

"I will not wait!" Preparing to take off, All Might suddenly stopped when he heard the boy shout his question.

"CAN A QUIRKLESS PERSON BECOME A HERO!?" Izuku asked before closing his eyes. "…All my life, I was told that I was useless because I didn't have a quirk. They told me I shouldn't be a hero, but I know I can do good! Do you believe I can be a hero?" Opening his eyes, Izuku widened upon seeing his idol replaced by a scrawny man. "Wait? An imposter?"

"Not an imposter," The man stated. "I'm All Might."

'I knew he was weakening,' Izuku thought to himself as he looked at All Might's true form.

"What you see is the real me. My muscle form is the result of my quirk. You know how people flex to make themselves look bigger? That's what it is for me." Pulling up his shirt, All Might displayed a large wound on his stomach. "Ugly, isn't it? I got this from a villain five years ago."

"Was it Toxic Chainsaw?" Izuku asked, remembering how that was the only high ranked villain to face off against All Might that year. All Might simply shook his head.

"No. That chump couldn't land a good hit on me. This was a villain who I refused to make public. Now, for your question; as you know, a person's quirk doesn't define them as a hero…"

'Not true,' Izuku thought bitterly, his mind immediately flashing to Endeavor and the only reason he was popular in the first place.

"But to have no quirk? Sorry, but I don't think it's possible."

'So you're just like them.' Clenching his fists, Izuku couldn't believe his idol had lied to him and to the quirkless population. He claimed anyone could be a hero, yet he most likely didn't even think about the quirkless when he made this declaration. He basically said what everyone else had said; he was worthless.

"It's nice to dream, but you need to be realistic. If you really want to help out, try becoming a police officer. Sure, they're constantly ridiculed for being less effective than heroes, but you'll still be helping others."

"…Then why can bad people be heroes?"

"Huh?"

At this point, Izuku was done thinking rationally. He was just tired, tired of being tossed around. He just wanted to know why people like Katsuki were allowed to be heroes while more deserving people weren't even given a chance. "I know this kid who wants to be a hero, but he doesn't deserve to be one. Everyday, he picks on me, yet he still thinks he deserves to be a hero just because he has a powerful quirk. He isn't even the only person like this. So tell me, tell me why those people can call themselves heroes…"

"…" All Might stood silent, not really having an answer to the question. Eventually, he managed to think of one. "We don't get to choose who saves us kid. It's sad, but it's true…"

'That's the type of behavior which enables them to be…' Izuku had to stop himself from doing anything rash. It seems like All Might really was on the side of society and not the oppressed.

Realizing Izuku had nothing left to say, All Might began making his way to the building's staircase. "If you want to leave, these stairs should take you to the bottom floor. Also, would you mind keeping my secret for me? I need the public to continue believing the Symbol of Peace is invincible. There's no telling what might happen if you reveal that I'm not."

"…Sure," Izuku couldn't help but roll his eyes. Even All Might was a lie. He presented himself as an invincible warrior, yet in reality he was just a frail man. To Izuku, he honestly believed that the number one hero should come clean about his condition as believing in someone invincible will only cause mass hysteria if he's ever defeated.

"Take care kid." With that, All Might left the building, leaving Izuku to his own thoughts.

"So that's it, huh?" Izuku asked with a dry laugh. "This is where my dream dies." After hearing what All Might had to say, there was no way he was going to be a part of a corrupt system. Moving towards the edge of the building, Izuku silently watched the sun, needing some time to cool off. As he did so, an explosion occurred somewhere inside the city, but he paid it no mind. He was too far to do anything about it and besides, the heroes have it under control. Not all of them were corrupted after all. In fact, the seventh highest ranked hero, Kamui Woods, was based nearby.

"Just do us all a favor and take a swan dive off the roof," the words of Katsuki found their way back to the boy's head as he found himself staring down the building. For a second, he considered it, the events which had occurred today clogging his mind of rationality, but he simply shook his head.

"You'd want that, wouldn't you? Bastard." Having no reason to stay up at the roof, Izuku decided to make his way home, honestly wanting the day to end.

0000

Amongst her peers, Kyouka Jirou was unique. She wasn't as feminine as the girls in her school. Where they liked J-pop, she liked rock. Where they'd take trips to the mall, she'd take trips to the music store. She wasn't afraid to get down and dirty and she was fine with her personality. The problem is, everyone else wasn't. She'd hear the other girls make fun of the way she dressed and how she acted while the boys really didn't bother her to begin with. Due to her lack of feminine traits, they hardly spared her a glance.

She honestly hated the common trends of society and how they tell people to act. Such trends often cause people to disregard whatever is different. Who cares if she liked to dress in baggy clothes? Who cares if she'd rather listen to aggressive music over the hottest track at the moment? It was her life and she should have free reign over how she lives.

Of course, she never stopped acting the way she did, but the fact no one other than her parents saw the unique beauty she possesses, her self confidence has taken a huge dip. Kyouka wasn't one for getting mushy with people, by damn it if she didn't want someone who saw her as one of a kind, whether it be as a friend or in a romantic light.

It was for this reason she wanted to be a hero. She wanted to show the world that being unique doesn't make you ugly. She would not only show them through her actions as a hero, but through her music, wanting to be a world famous musician on top of being a great hero.

Kyouka's desire to be a hero was strong, strong enough for her to muster the courage to apply to U.A. Her quirk, earphone jack, was quite versatile, granting her two earphone jacks she can use to plug them into nearly anything and send shockwaves through them. She also possessed heightened hearing capabilities and her earphones allowed her to hear through anything she plugged them into. They also had an impressive range, being able to extend up to six meters.

Of course, like most quirks, Kyouka's had its fair share of weaknesses. For starters, her quirk was actually quite lethal, so self control was important. Her enhanced hearing has also been shown to be a weakness as ordinary sounds can cause her to have some major headaches. Over usage was a problem as well, her ears bleeding out if she sends out too many vibrations. Finally, the jacks were a part of her, meaning they can be damaged or even destroyed. This was a problem she was hoping to solve in U.A through her costume, wanting one where she could blast her vibrations through a speaker of some sort, making it so that she didn't always have to rely on melee combat.

Currently, the girl was stretching in a nearby park. Every day after school, she'd go for a jog, wanting to build up her physique. While she was already fit, she knew most of the people trying out for U.A had extensive physical training. If she wanted to be able to keep up with them, she needed to build her stamina.

At the same time, Kyouka often used these jogs as a way to calm herself down after a particularly bad day, this being one of those days. Let's just say she overheard several people saying stuff about her that shouldn't be repeated.

"That's some angry stretching you're doing there," a male voice said to her, causing her to turn around. Doing so caused her to be face to face with Izuku. "You good?"

A weird habit Izuku had was trying to talk to strangers who seemed to be upset. Not really having anyone to talk to in his life, he wanted to grant people the opportunity to express themselves. Of course, some people simply looked at him like he was crazy, but other times he actually helped them regain control of their emotions.

Honestly, Kyouka had no idea how to respond. Part of her immediately wanted to accuse the boy of being a pervert who was only asking her this to get into her pants. However, the worried glance he was shooting her did make her believed as if he generally cared.

Taking a good look at him, she noticed he seemed to be extremely busted, having bruises everywhere. Based on the fact he was applying more pressure to his right leg, Kyouka could tell he literally limped to her. "Dude, you look like you got hit by a bus. I should be asking you if you're alright."

Izuku couldn't help but snort in laughter. Among all the replies he's received when asking about strangers, this was easily the most amusing. "I do, don't I?" All it took was a quick glance at his arm to confirm her statement. "You still haven't answered my question though."

"Well, you haven't answered mine," Kyouka retorted, not wanting to open up as she was a bit apprehensive about talking to a stranger.

"If you tell me what's bothering you, then I'll tell you how I ended up like this."

"…Alright, but you're going first."

"Rock, paper, scissors?" Izuku offered, seeing as none of them wanted to open up first. A quick game later, Izuku ended up getting to go last, having laid out a rock against her scissors.

"Tch, I'll tell you," the girl stated before getting shy all of a sudden. "Just don't laugh… or else!" At this, her earphone jacks to flair up, Izuku's attention turning to them for a brief second.

"That's your quirk?" He asked her in wonder.

"Yeah. It's called earphone jack. I can stick them into most surfaces and either use them to spy on people or to release shockwaves."

"That's really cool," Izuku admitted, causing the girl to blush. She was not used to getting compliments from people, especially from boys.

"What about your quirk?"

As soon as she said this, Izuku flinched, making Kyouka wonder what she did wrong. "…I'm quirkless."

"Oh." So that's why he flinched. While she didn't know any quirkless people herself, Kyouka's heard about how hard they have it in life. "Sorry for bringing it up…"

"It's fine. You didn't know. Anyways, I think you owe me an explanation for why you were trying to kill your back."

"…I'm just pissed," Kyouka replied. "It's just stupid school drama. Some girls said some stuff behind my back and it angered me. I'd normally ignore such things, but as the school year ends, it's just becoming more and more constant."

"What do they make fun of you for?" Izuku asked, being able to identify with Kyouka's struggles thus far.

"…It's stupid."

"Being bullied for something is never stupid."

Taking a deep breath, Kyouka began her explanation. "People don't find me attractive because I'm not like other girls. My interests are different and I don't lack certain traits the other girls have."

"What do you like?" Izuku asked, not wanting her to elaborate more on the second point.

"Rock."

"You play?"

"Yeah. I love to jam."

"That's pretty cool," Izuku admitted with a smile before looking away. "And if it makes you feel better, I do think you're pretty."

"Thanks…" she couldn't help but blush again. Hearing that coming from someone who wasn't her parents made her happy. "Now, are you going to tell me why you look like you got into a fight with a villain and lost?"

Again, Izuku winced before awkwardly laughing. "Funny enough, I did fight a villain today?"

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. Today was a shitty day for me."

"I'm all ears."

Taking a deep breath, Izuku began to speak, wanting to honor their deal. "As you know, I'm quirkless. As a result, I've been bullied for it. They called me useless, they called me a Deku, and they beat me for my lack of a gene."

"That sucks dude. Did you ever try telling the teachers?"

"Yeah, and they only encouraged it."

"What the fuck's wrong with them?" Kyouka asked. As a bully victim herself, she was getting heated over the poor boy's situation.

Izuku released a dry laugh. "The thing about being quirkless is that nobody cares about you. Anyways, leading the pack was my childhood friend Bakugo. He's actually the reason I'm like this right now, not the villain. Basically, my teacher told him I was applying to U.A and he got upset because he wanted to be the only person to be from our middle school to ever make it there."

"What a baby," Kyouka scoffed. Sounds like this guy wasn't fun to be around. "Wait, you're applying to U.A?"

"Yeah. All my life, I wanted to be a hero despite being quirkless. I had everything set out and I even made my own power suit for me to use."

"So you're a prodigy?"

Izuku shook his head. "I just had a lot of free time and used it to teach myself robotics. So, Bakugo threatens me to not apply for U.A, I don't back down, and then he tells me that I should take a swan dive off the roof of the school."

"And this idiot wants to be a hero?"

"Yep."

"I mean, there's no way U.A will accept him…"

"Since the teachers never bothered taking note of his behavior, his records are clean," he informed her. "His quirk's also strong. He can ignite his sweat to make explosions."

"That's messed up…"

"It is, but I can't do anything about it. Moving on, I call him out on his behavior and tell him he's a villain. This earns me another beat down. Even though he's using his quirk illegally, I can't fight back since he has the whole school wrapped around his finger. I head home, and that's when I'm attacked by a villain. I tried fighting back, but not only was I hurt, he was completely made out of sludge and I didn't have my gear. Thankfully, I was saved by a hero who I then asked if someone quirkless could be a hero. He said no. Then I asked why bad people are allowed to become heroes and all he did was say that it's just how it was in life. After that, I started walking home and that's when I met up with you."

"Wow." Kyouka had no words. This kid has been through hell and back for something that wasn't even his fault. "Now I feel stupid for complaining about my bullshit."

"Just because the intensity of your problem wasn't as big as mine doesn't make it less significant," Izuku told her. "If it's causing you pain, then it's a pretty damn big problem."

"…You'd make a good hero," the girl admitted, lying on her back. This caught Izuku off guard for no one said this about him. "You seem like a cool dude who's willing to help anyone, no matter how big or small their problems are."

"Thanks, the same goes for you. The thing is, I don't want to be a hero anymore."

She shot him a confused glance. "Why not?"

"I can't support a system which oppresses people. It'd make me hypocritical. I'm probably just going to apply to the support course until I figure out what I want to do with my life. The only thing I know is that I still want to do hero work though…"

"So, like a vigilante?"

"I guess," Izuku admitted before lying down on the ground as well. To be honest, he didn't really know what he wanted to do anymore. "You know, I never got your name."

"Kyouka Jirou."

"Izuku Midoriya."

For a while, the two just lied there, looking at the clouds, both feeling relieved after spilling their guts out. Eventually, Kyouka decided to make a comment.

"Have you ever wanted to just call out the hypocrisy of the world?" The girl asked no one in particular. "Like just go somewhere very high and shout 'I'm just as much of a person as you are'?"

"All the time," Izuku admitted. It was then the gears started turning. Everyone believed the quirkless were helpless, but what if someone showed them they weren't? What if a quirkless person beat some of the best heroes in combat? With his suit and knowledge of quirks, Izuku felt he had a chance at doing so. In addition, he could do some vigilante work. Perhaps then will the quirkless rise up. "All the time…"

It was this moment when the biggest threat to the hero society was born, a moment where two people finally had enough of being pushed around and decided to start a revolution…