"You're fired."
The green haired delivery boy for Aziz Pizzeria nearly got whiplash from the double take he made.
"Wh- What?! Why?!", the recently unemployed teen stumbled over his words per usual.
"You're really asking me that question, Midoriya-San? I got eight calls – EIGHT! - Eight customers complaining that they never received their order! There is no excuse for such a thing!"
Midoriya subconsciously rubbed at the fresh wound on his hand. The reason for his tardiness was due to an abnormally large spider biting him mid delivery. Out of fear that the species was potentially poisonous, he tried going to the hospital. It was around that time that he fainted, possibly a side effect of the bite. When he awoke, he felt completely relieved of pain and thought there was no cause for concern.
"Please, just give me another chance! I r- really need this job to help my mom!"
Aziz seemed to falter for a moment, considering his decision. The boy's mother, Inko Midoriya, worked part time as a chef in the pizzeria and juggled three other jobs. Ever since her husband filed for a divorce and left the country, it was hard for her to sustain the household alone.
"I'm sorry, but your behavior was unacceptable. I would be willing to let it slide if it were just one or two people, but what you did made my business take a big hit. I'll give your mother a raise though, she's been trying to work overtime and deserves it. As for you, it's time to start looking for another job."
However, Aziz and the boy both knew the likelihood of that was slim to none. In the current economy, a majority of career services required some form of a quirk. Izuku Midoriya was at a disadvantage due to this particular eligibility, the freckled teen was classified as quirkless at a young age.
With some reluctance, Izuku accepted his dismissal and turned in his uniform. When the proper transaction was made for him to officially leave, the boy began to walk home. The pizzeria had provided him with a means of transportation up until then, a scooter of sorts, but he had lost that privilege. Izuku did have a pass to take the train, but he preferred to take this stroll and get some much needed air.
Izuku absentmindedly pulled out a notebook marked #13 and wrote down some details he remembered about the customer that could open warp gates. Ever since the boy was deemed quirkless, he worked hard to improve his observation skills and analyzed other people's abilities. Much like most children these days, Midoriya wanted to become a hero. Without any physical attributes to help him, Izuku focused on enhancing his mind's critical thinking.
Pretty soon, the boy was mulling over information in his brain at a rate faster than most could comprehend. However, like a computer would overheat when processing tons of data so quickly, some of the erudition escaped his lips in an audible fashion. Civilians who happened to be in ear shot or were simply passing by shot him looks and tried to put distance between them.
Izuku was concentrating so much, that he practically sealed off the outer world. His body worked like it was on autopilot and managed to maneuver him through the other pedestrians. It only carried him for a short while though, it would need some troubleshooting when crossing the road. Rather than lifting his eyes from the notebook to look both ways, his feet moved for him without thinking.
The sound of a car horn broke his concentration and made him catch a glimpse of the panicked driver trying to slam on their breaks. Suddenly, his body kicked into third gear and launched him out of the way. This newfound form of autopilot caught Izuku off guard and made him scream as he flew through the air. A common superhero was capable of leaping tall buildings in a single bound, and now Izuku could do exactly that.
Just as the teen began worrying about his descent, he came in contact with a brick wall. Surprisingly, he stuck to the surface like Velcro. Izuku was in such a shocked fascination, that he frantically scurried up the wall.. like a spider. When the young Midoriya reached the rooftop, he grabbed onto an exhaust pipe to pull himself up. With immense strength, the metal was crushed in his grip.
Izuku was overwhelmed by the sudden display of powers. His mind went into overdrive as he ran through the scenario and abilities portrayed.
Advanced acrobatics to evade a head on collision.
"To what limit can I use this? Am I capable of dodging attacks? I didn't intend to move out of the way, so is it controllable? Wait, does that mean I have a third sense too?"
Clinging to surfaces.
"Does it need to be a smooth surface? Do I need to plant all five fingers on something for this ability to take effect? How adhesive is this particular power anyway, is it like glue or duct tape that can be peeled off easily?"
The profound proportionate strength.
"I doubt I'm anywhere near as strong as All Might, but it's still fascinating! I wonder how much I can lift before I reach my limit? Can I improve my stamina like natural exercise benefits for strength growth?"
Then, like a computer, he crashed. It took a moment to reboot, but..
"WAIT, OH MY GOD, I HAVE A QUIRK!"
