"Izuku-kun, where are we going?" I muttered bitterly once my childhood friend and I ran down the busy streets of Tokyo.

"There was a villan citing in this area! I wanna see who's helping out!" Izuku-kun exclaimed excitingly. Ever since I've known the plain looking boy, he's been overly obsessed with super hero's. Its all he ever talked about, to be honest. But the gleam in his eyes that shined never let me to even ask him to shut up. He just got seriously excited about the topic, I couldn't ever bring myself to do it.

Pulling on my school jacket, Izuku-kun pulled me harder and harder making me run faster than my feet where prepared to run. "Izuku-kun, if you don't slow down, I'll fall face first and bring you down with me." I threaten, making his sprint turn into a medium paced jog.

"Sorry Katsumi-chan!" He called back to me. Turning around, the boy gave me a grin. "You know how much I love these things."

I didn't respond to his remark but instead followed him silently until we got to where the whole commotion was coming from. A small mob stood behind a police officer who had his hands out streched. "Please stay back everyone!" The officer called out. No one made a move to even create some distance from the disaster which made me roll my eyes. People love to get in the mix of things, huh?

As Izuku-kun pulled me through the crowd of bystanders, I took the liberty to analyze the situation. A giant mutan creature with a shark like apperence was swinging left and right at some hero's who where desperately trying to take control of the situation.

"That's Kamui Wood!" Izuku-kun yelled loudly next to me. "He is the young, talented, and experiencing a surge of popularity!"

I sweatdropped at my friend. While although sometimes I think its utterly adorable that he gets really excited about this hero stuff, its sometimes a little scary how obsessed he is with it.

"Hey," a man on Izuku-kun's right side suddenly spoke, crossing his arms over his chest. "You know a lot about him, are you a fan?"

"Ah, no..." Izuku-kun mutter meekly, his face falling slightly.

Calling this boy a fan was an understatement of the century. This guy can literally tell you information about any hero, ever. They don't even need to be a big time hero for Izuku-kun to know.

Suddenly the hero Kamui Wood's arm slowly started to morf into a root type style. Squatting down, the hero narrowed his eyes all the while his roots grew bigger and bigger.

"Show us some good moves Woodsman!" The older male cheered out with the crowd who was getting fired up. Rolling my eyes, I can't even remember why I never refuse to come to things like this.

Heroing wasn't something I looked up upon as most of our generation does. For anything, I could give a rats ass about crap like this.

However...

"Ah! Here it is!" Izuku-kun's eyes lit up as he pointed at the hero with a bright smile. "The famous 'Absolute Preemitive Confinement Lacquered Chains Prison'!"

The full attack was suppose to allow Woods to wrap his roots around the villan to immobilize him. But instead a giant lady came barrowing in and kicking shark man in the face. And I gotta admit, seeing the shock faces of not only the crowd but Kamui Woods himself was priceless.

"Here it is, here it is." I heard many male voices chorus together. Suddenly a line of reporters showed up taking many shots of the giant lady in front of us.

"I just started today!" The giant women turned around to reveal her big face. Long blond locks fell over her shoulders as she smiled at us. "My name is Mt. Lady! A pleasure to make your ass-quaintance!" She said, making and effort to pump out her round butt.

"Here it is, here it is." Many more perverted reporters muttered, taking shots of Mt. Lady while she shook her butt a little for the cameras. Women sometimes dude.

Suddenly a voice reached my ears. A voice I fairly remember upon once they start to mumble.

"Izuku-kun, stop mumbling. Its getting a bit scary." I muttered under my breath, sucking lightly on the strawberry flavored lollipop I had plopped in my mouth seconds before.

"O-oh!" The black and green haired boy stuttered, covering his mouth to stop the string of thoughts from coming out. "Sorry!"

"You making notes on other hero's, boy?!" The old man from eariler mused, a small grin plastering itself over his lips.

Nodding enthusiasticly, I couldn't help but smile at my cinnamon roll. "Keep it up, you'll be a good hero one day!"

Izuku smiled brightly while nodding. "I'll do my best!" He declared.

Izuku-kun was my childhood friend since the age of three. I was a very antisocial child when I was younger so many of the kids didn't talk to me. Izuku-kun, however, quickly befriended me because of one thing.

"You have an amazing quirk Katsumi-chan!" Was the very first thing that Izuku-kun had told me upon coming up to me one day during lunch. "Let's be friends!"

"Why should I?" My little voice asked, annoyed. I had no friends back then and no one even bothered me.

"Because when I become the #1 hero, we can be partners!"

"...alright. We'll be friends. But I'll be #1, Izuku-kun!"

My train of thought was suddenly cut as Izuku-kun waved a hand it front of my face. "I might be scary when I mumble," Izuku-kun trailed off, his eyes dodging my questioning ones. "But your distant face is frightening."

Stuffling a silent laugh, I rejusted the strap on my bag. "At least I can talk to a person of the opposite sex."

"H-hey!" He sudden yelled. "I can talk to girls just fine!"

I rolled my eyes, letting my bags silently brush against my eyelashes. "Your mom and I don't count, sweetheart."

Immediately his mood drop while scratching his cheek awkwardly. "Yeah, I guess you're right..."

"Out of my way, Deku!" A sudden and very familiar voice snarled in our direction.

Izuku being Izuku jumped out of the way and bumped into my shoulder. Taking ahold of his wrist, I pulled him a little further. "You shouldn't be so rude, Katsuki-kun." I grumbled slightly once the pale blond almost past by us.

"Katsumi-chan..." The freckled boy muttered, afarid of what the exploding boy would say to me.

Whipping his head around, Katsuki-kun sent me a slight glare. "Be quiet, trash."

While although my main character traits play me out to be a quiet, timid, and small girl but there are times I lose my marbles. "You dic-" I was about to let out a string of profanity's but Izuku-kun held my mouth.

"Katsumi-chan...!" The boy whinced. I turned back to only be met with pleading eyes. "Please?"

Letting out a slight annoyed huff, the blond boy walked away from us. "Stupid Deku and his annoying girl friend...!"

Snapping my head towards the stupid, egotistical boy, I was about to call him out on that rudeness until Izuku-kun tugged at my sleeve. "Just leave it alone, Katsumi-chan. You know how Kacchan is."

Huffing slightly, I shook off his hold on my sleeve. "That jerk needs to get kicked in the balls."

Laughing awkwardly Izuku-kun and I made our way to class. Currently Izuku and I where in our last year of middle school. Things for me have been rough in the last six years. For a while, I didn'tattend school last year because of some finical issues. This is my first time setting foot on school grounds in over six months. Luckily I just barley clawed my way into Izuku-kun's class by getting one point above the average testing score. Unfortunately, Katsuki-kun was in this class as well. But I can probably put up with his bullshit, for now.

"Doesn't it feel good to be back at school, Katsumi-chan?" Izuku hummed after we got into the classroom. This was my first week back and he asked me this question at least twice every morning.

"Yeah, I guess." I grumbled once the teacher had entered the classroom.

"Good morning class! Let's take attendance and begin class, shall we?" The annoying teacher announced upon arriving. As he checked off everyone's names, I couldn't help but get lost in my thoughts.

Six years ago, my parents where up and coming hero's. I was so proud of them that I couldn't wait until I was older to try my hand in heroing. The thought of fighting bravely against evildoers that I began my training with my Father.

My Father had a quirk like Katsuki-kun's. But unlike him, my Father was the most gentlest man to ever step foot on this Earth. My Father always believed in helping those in need, and with the help of my Mother, they made that dream a reality. They fought hard to keep our world safe and became Pro Heroes.

But one day, that dream became a nightmare. They were in the suburbs of Japan where a Toxic Waste bin was dumped into a river. Both of my parents were first responders and rushed to the scene. Only when they arrived, a group called the League of Villans where there waiting for them.

No other hero was able to respond as quickly as mine did so by the time any back up gotten there, it was already too late. The Villans retreated after over 20 heros rushed in at an attempt to save my parents. But by the time they had reached the hospital, it was already too late.

I remember that day so clearly six years ago. I was at recess with Izuku-kun passing a ball back and forth by ourselves. Our homeroom teacher came running up to us with tears running down her cheeks.

"Katsumi-chan!" She had screeched out, catching both of our attention. "Its your Mommy and Daddy!" Was all she said. It didn't take me long to realize what she ment by those words before I dropped the dodge ball and ran after the teacher back into the classroom. Upon entering my nanny Miko-chan was waiting with the most pained expression I ever seen on her.

"I'm sorry...Ka-chan." She muttered before running up to me and sobbing into my shoulder.

That was the first time I ever felt true saddness. My parents were everything to me. My whole word, my whole inspiration for becoming a hero. But just like how they died so suddenly, my dream shattered and I was left in a shell.

A sudden explosion drew my attention away from my thoughts. The heat wave hit me hard in the face after realizing my desk buddy, Katsuki-kun had set off an explosion near Izuku-kun's face. "I-Izuku!" I yelled, jumping out of my seat slightly to stand worriedly behind Katsuki-kun, who blocked my path of my best friend.

"You don't even have 'weak individuality' you got nothing!" Katsuki-kun yelled harshly at the shy boy, making him draw closer and closer to ball himself up. "So why are you tryin' to enter the same arena as me, huh?!"

"Katsuki-kun!" I pulled at his sleeve, desperately. "Leave him alone! He hasn't done nothing!"

Whipping his head back, Katsuki-kun pushed me roughly back to my own desk. "Stay out of this, you quirkless bitch!"

Since Katsuki-kun is wrapped up in his own egotistical world, he never noticed that I had my quirk before others. I just didn't show it off so much that everyone would notice I had developed mine. Only really Izuku-kun had knew about my quirk.

Turning his attention back to Izuku-kun who had fallen out of his chair, he began to look even more nervous. "I'm not trying to compete with you Kacchan!" Slamming his back into the wall, Izuku-kun looked up with terrified eyes. "I swear!"

Fiery hot anger surged through my veins as I bolted out of my chair once again. As I marched up to Katsuki-kun, ready to use any means necessary to get him to leave Izuku-kun alone, the freckled boy began to speak. "It's just that it was always my childhood dream..." My eyes softed upon looking at the innocent look at Izuku-kun's face. Ever since I've known him his goal was to be the #1 hero. Making plans for the future and even taking notes on the highest hero's out there. But...after not getting his quirk, his mother took him to the doctor to only to be claimed quirkless. I remember seeing the broken and distant look he had in his eyes after the breaking news, but he always thought...if he tried hard and studied to his best abilities...he would be able to make it. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained..."

"What do you mean by that?!" The angered teen yelled. Raising his hands, Katsuki-kun and some other classmates grinned evily at him. "Say your prayers!"

"Stop...it!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, pushing one of the fatter kids in our class. "Leave him alone!" I snarled after I made my way to Katsuki-kun, gripping his shoulder.

But once upon contact, the boy snatched my wrist and threw me over his shoulder, resulting in me sliding across the floor and hitting my shoulder against Izuku-kun's red boot. "K-Katsumi-chan!" Izuku-kun gasped and scurried up to me, pulling my body off the floor where I was sitting on my knees.

"Stay out of my way, trash!" He yelled down at us, letting explosions go off in his palms, scaring the shit out of Izuku-kun. But instead I lowered my eyes at the boy and glared at him.

"Dickbag..." I grumbled lamely after pulling myself off the floor. Hearing a slight huff of annoyance, I heard many shuffles behind my turned back signalling it was okay for us to get up and back into our seats. "Just a little longer until schools over, okay Izuku-kun? Maybe we can go see any hero's who are beating villans up?"

Taking my outstretched hand, Izuku-kun nodded his head slightly. "Yeah, sure."

After Izuku-kun had gotten himself off the floor, I sent him a half pity look before slipping back into my seat next to the Trash King himself. Although he paid me no mind, I could see exactly how annoyed he was because of how deadly close he was to a "quirkless bitch". Tch, dickbag.

School was finally over and I couldn't be happier. Jumping out of my seat and quickly smashed all my books into my bag and ran up to Izuku-kun's desk. "C'mon Izuku-kun! Let's see who's fighting!" I exclaimed happily while getting into a fighting stance while punching the empty space in front of me. As a result, a few blond strands fell from my pony tail and landed softly against my forehead.

Smiling at me, Izuku-kun picked up his phone and shook it slightly. "There's something going down in mid-town. If we hurry, we can probably see the last of the fight."

Knowing that seeing something like that would cheer him up, I would gladly sit through some boring ass hero fight for my precious cinnamon roll.

"Oi," the famous jerk head suddenly walked up to Izuku-kun's desk and glared down at both of us. "I'm not done with you."

Giving him the same heated glare, I took Izuku-kun's hand. "You can take your stinky possy and bad attitude somewhere else, Katsuki-kun." I snarled at him, trying to walk past him.

But instead he followed us and glared even harder, even if that was possible. "Grab her."

"Wha-!" Suddenly two pairs of arms harshly ripped me away from Izuku-kun and pulled me a little further from the two and held me up in the air. Turning around I glared at the two boys who yanked me back. "If you don't let go, I'll cut your god damn balls off!"

"What's this?" Katsuki-kun suddenly held up a blue notebook in the air, squinting at it. "Hero Analysis for the Future?" Looking down at Izuku-kun, the blond boy snarled at him. "Your quirkless, this isn't going to be any use, trash."

"G-g-give it b-back!" Izuku-kun yelled desperately, his hand shaking violently as he reached out for the notebook. "It doesn't involve you, so give it back!"

Clashing his hands together Katsuki-kun set the book on fire. "Kah!" Izuku-kun and I gasped together seeing the now burnt book. Shrugging his shoulders, the blond threw it behind his back which led it to fall out the window.

"You asshole!" I screeched, tugging at the hold around my arms in hopes to get the boys off of me without needing to get violent. I don't want to sink down to Katsuki-kun's level of using my quirk to create violence.

"Some say its impossible at the start of the year to determine who will be the highest ranked hero." Stepping slightly closer to Izuku-kun, Katsuki-lowered his eyes. "I'll be the first! Also the only one from this shabby school!"

Deciding it was no longer any use to struggle, I let myself get held by his two lackeys and stare at the scene in front of me with deadly eyes. Katsuki-kun always wanted to be on top in everything he has ever done. And to be frank, its kinda annoying. If he doesn't get first, he pulls a fit. But...for some reason, I just feel like pulling in front of the crowd and passing this jerk, making him regret anything he's ever said about Izuku-kun or me.

"And more, since I'm a perfectionist," I rolled my eyes at that last word. "I want those who claim the title 'one who seeks to study at Yuuei' have a certain 'dignity'."

Coming up closer to the freckled boy, Katsuki-kun laid one hand on Izuku-kun's shoulder and set a chilling smile on his face. "For the moment, forget about applying to Yuuei, nerd." A small stream of smoke slipped past Katsuki-kun's fingers before pulling them away and walking away from my best friend, leaving him looking down at the floor in dismay.

"Bring the bitch, we'll walk her home." Katsuki-kun grumbled before sending me a look as if to say 'stay-with-this-loser-and-I'll-make-your-life-a-living-hell'.

Sighing in defeat, I looked at Izuku-kun's back with worried eyes. Katsuki-kun was always mean to both of us together but when I want with Izuku-kun, Katsuki-kun was somewhat tolerable. Although he never will admit it, I'm sure he likes my presence every once and a while.

"I forgot," Katsuki-kun yelled over his shoulder. "There is a method to be hero if you really want to." Looking back at the boy, his frown turned into a wicked smile. "Making a leap of faith from the roof in hope of reaching 'individuality' in the next life!"

My mouth hung open at his bold statement of suicide. "Katsuki-kun-!"

"Be quiet Katsumi!" He yelled back at me, his red eyes meeting my own brown orbs.

Izuku-kun sudden whipped his head around, as if he was about to counter back at the blond but once several explosions lit up on Katsuki-kun's hands, he shut his trap rather quickly.

As the two boys walked me out of the classroom, I twisted my neck to give Izuku-kun a sad smile. "Sorry, Izuku-kun..."

And just like that, I was pulled out of the school grounds with Katsuki-kun and his gang, leaving behind my friend who I knew really needed my support.