Hi.
My name's Izuku Midoriya.
Also known as Deku.
I live in a world where Quirks exist – supernatural powers that people can use to help people or for their own goals. These quirks gave birth to an era of superheroes and villains.
When I was a kid, my room was always decked out with hero merchandise – mostly with merchandise of one hero: All Might. He was the Symbol of Peace. His very presence made villains tremble in their cells.
As a child, I constantly watched one video on YouTube dozens of times. It was of All Might's hero debut as he saved a hundred civilians at once. My mom always joked that half of the views on that video were from me alone.
It was my dream to become a hero – to save people with a smile on my face, just like All Might.
That dream was shattered when I was four.
The doctor diagnosed me as Quirkless, or not having a quirk. About 80% of the population had a quirk around that time. It was abnormal to be Quirkless, which made me the main target of bullying at school. The ringleader of these bullying sessions was usually Katsuki Bakugou, or "Kacchan," as I called him.
Kacchan was my childhood friend. He was always a nice and confident kid. However, when he got his Quirk, he changed for the worse.
His Quirk was Explosion – his palms sweated nitroglycerin, which he could ignite to cause large or small explosions in his hands. It was a godly Quirk. Almost everyone in class worshipped him, including me.
But he got too full of himself and started using his Quirk to get his way.
Every day after I came home from school, I would be covered in burn marks and scars. I hid them from the prying eyes of my mother. The teachers and principal would turn a blind eye, just because of my Quirkless status.
This went on for several years.
One day, when I was ten, I met one of the greatest men ever. He took me in as his disciple and trained me for four long and hard years.
His name…
…was Saitama.