Izuku struggled to hold his tears in as he walked his way home in the orange light of the setting sun, until he hears a voice shout. "DEKU!" Surprise surprise, it was Katsuki, but the young boy wasn't too pent up over it, he was relieved to know that he was still alive after his petty attempt to stop that sludge villain. The green haired boy turned to face his school acquaintance, "I didn't need your help," he shouted, "I was perfectly fine where I was!"
He didn't seem like he was ready to attack as no explosions spawned from his palms, but Izuku was tense nonetheless. "You're so damn worthless, you nerd, don't think you can look down on me!" The blonde stomped his way back home, his clenched fists in his pockets. Izuku smiled, he didn't worry about the harsh words and was just relieved that his classmate was alive and well, still foaming with anger at the thought of the green haired boy daring to think of being a hero.
But it didn't mean it hurt any less, it hurt just as much as when All Might, the #1 hero flew off before Izuku could ask the question constantly beckoning his young mind. "Is it possible to become a hero without a quirk?" Izuku repeated the question to himself a couple times as he walked home, clenching his backpack straps, soon he stepped foot inside his home, it wasn't long before his kind hearted mother came around with questions.
"Are you okay!? Are you hurt!? Why did you run out there like that!?" The mother asked over and over, "I'm fine mom, I'm fine," Izuku said, as he sat down at the dinner table, as soon as he saw the food he realized how much his stomach had been growling, he could use a good meal and his mother brought just that.
After dinner, Izuku walked into his room, exhausted, "Night mom," Izuku said "Good night, sweetie," Inko said with a motherly smile before they both went into their bedrooms. Izuku switched into some comfortable clothes and rested his body on his soft bed, he glanced at his All Might posters, his hero's smile burnt into his mind, he tried to mimic the hero's smile, but couldn't. He felt too empty, wanting to give up on his dream of becoming a hero, 'How could a quirkless wannabe like me ever be a hero?" He asked himself.
Izuku sighed and shut his eyes, it wasn't long before he entered a vivid dream. He was flying, much older, and was heading towards a villain causing trouble, he could hear the grunts of the villain as he punched, kicked, and blocked. Then he heard the crowds cheer his hero name, "Deku! Deku! Deku!" To young Midoriya, Deku should be the name of a hero, it's all he wanted. It wasn't the first time Izuku had this dream, and as soon as he woke up, he was filled with disappointment. "A dream, like always…"
To be continued, in chapter 2...