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Shouta didn't know why he tried anymore.
If he said that to others around him, they would be shocked. After all, he's enrolled in the Hero's Course at UA! Just a few steps away from becoming a hero himself. Though, it's not like his "family and friends" believe in him. As it is, it's the total opposite.
Growing up, he'd been a quiet child, but his parents didn't mind. They were often too drunk to notice anyways. His mother's quirk was a mild x-ray vision, and his father's a small form of telekinesis. They were no heroes, so they wasted their lives around home. They only paid what little attention they had for him to see what quirk they would get out of this.
Shouta had doubted it would be anything good.
So then Shouta turned four, then five, and all the way to eight. He was deemed by doctors to be quirkless. He didn't care that much anyways. His parents upon realization, immediately deemed him to be a waste of space, useless. His parents just didn't care anymore.
His classmates were not that much better.
Shouta was bullied almost daily, his looks and laid back attitude being a large part. When the time came that he was considered quirkless, that became the target of bullying for everyone.
The 'Quirkless Hobo' they called him.
It happened on his ninth birthday.
Shouta had come to school like he always did. No happy birthday from his family, none from his classmates and teachers. It no longer bothered him.
They were outside during lunch. Shouta wanted nothing else to eat the sandwich he made himself that morning, but others had different ideas.
"Oi! Quirkless! What are you doing all alone? Got nobody to bother with your presence?!"
Shouta grumbled. "Leave me alone."
"You hear that? Little Hobo's got some backbone!"
"We should teach him a lesson!"
"Who does he get to decide what we do!"
Shouta grabbed some of the sand under the bench. Before his classmates could continue further, he flung it into their faces and ran.
Screeching in frustration and surprise, the children had flared up their quirks.
As Shouta ran, he could hear someone catching up. Looking behind him, he could see one of the boys carrying their 'leader' and running towards him with speed that could easily overtake him.
"Just my luck." He thought. He couldn't let the leader touch him. It would be game over.
The boy's quirk was Heavy, whatever he touches would gain such pressure it would bring them to the ground. Shouta wouldn't be able to move.
Tried as he might, he couldn't keep dodging the boys chasing him. They grabbed him.
The leader strode up smirking, and promptly kicked his leg. Shouta could immediately feel the immense pressure keeping him down. He was trapped.
"Well well, the cats have caught the mouse!"
"Let's have a little fun, right Little Quirkless?"
Shouta grit his teeth, not going to give the boys the satisfaction of hearing him cry out. He was struck with fists and feet, branches and rocks. Though his silence angered them.
The leader scowled. "C'mon Quirkless, let's hear that voice cry. Or I'll use a more… persuasive method. You could be my test subject! Never been tried before!"
The boy grabbed a few rocks, and Shouta's heart plummeted. Shouta was considered to be quite smart, he could take a few guesses at what the rocks would do. Though he still refused to cry out.
The boy snarled and held one of the rocks over Shouta's back. "Tell me, Aizawa. Tell me how much it hurts!"
Activating Heavy, the boy let the rock fall. It was quite a small rock, but Shouta thought it terrible. As if someone decided to throw down a hammer onto his back. Despite all that, he remained quiet.
Sneering, the boy continued dropping rocks, getting more and more frustrated. Until he snapped.
"This is your last chance you Quirkless Little Hobo!"
He then held a rock that sit comfortably in his hand. Compared to the others, it was larger. Shouta was bewildered that the boy could go this far. They were at a school! Even if the teachers weren't there to keep an eye out where they were, something like this could send Shouta to the hospital! It could give him a large concussion! The pebbles were already bad enough.
Shouta glared at the boy, doing anything in his power to move. He can't let this happen!
Shouta tried and tried. Though the entire time, not once did he move his eyes from the boy.
"C'mon, c'mon! I will not let him have this satisfaction! Not of hurting me this badly, or of him letting me cry! I will
not
let
this
happen!"
Shouta could feel his hair moving as the leader activated his quirk. Shouta was in so much pain. His eyes, his eyes! What's wrong with them! He also waited for the rock, the terrible pain it would cause as well.
The rock fell and hit him, and bounced off harmless.
"It didn't hurt me?"
The boys were shocked and looked towards their leader. He was panicking. "My quirk! Why didn't my quirk work! What happened to me? What happened to my quirk!"
The boys turned to Shouta, stepping back in fear. He was no longer immobile on the ground. Hair flying around, he glared at the leader.
The leader whimpered. Some of the other boys already fleeing. Making eye contact, the leader screamed.
Shouta's eyes were blood red.
"D-d-d-demon!" The boy wailed, running. "Evil, a demon, a-a-a-a villain!"
The teachers had seen the boys running back to the classrooms crying and screaming, and ran outside to see the cause. They too stopped, out of both surprise and fear.
Aizawa stood straight up, pitch black hair flying up and about, glaring with glowing red eyes.
He took one look at the teachers, glare diminishing. Until his quirk deactivated, and he collapsed sideways.
Shouta couldn't make out what people were saying around him, but he remembered seeing the teachers look at him fearfully. He remembered when his eyes stopped hurting, and his hair stopped moving. He remembered falling.
He saw only darkness.
Whatever could this be? You all know for sure! How will everyone react? How will Shouta feel? Is this something he can deal with in his every day life? We can only wait and see. Thanks for reading, and see you all again!