Chapter 3: Change in a Relationship

I just had my seventh birthday and nothing. No quirk. No freezing. No super strength. No amazing intelligence. Nothing. I gave up trying to see of I had anything similar to those and tried everything to see if I had any other quirk. But nothing has worked. I nearly drowned trying to see if I could breathe under water.

I have never been this frustrated before. I feel like a failure and a let down. The other kids at school most certainly don't help. It's even worse now that Kazu-tan has started to agree with them, all the while acting like he's above them. Above everyone. Even me and Izu-tan. His best friends.

Sighing as I rake my hand through my silvery grey hair, it's a spiky mess of bed head most of the time. With my bangs hanging in front of my eyes, I always have to push them away to see clearly. Scratching the back of my head, I exit the bathroom and head back to my class. It was free time right now, though we were expected to study and prepare for the upcoming tests.

Taking my seat in the back of the class, I quietly scoff as the rest of the class messed about. Kazu-tan in the center of attention. I glance at him from under my bangs, and frown. Everyone was kissing up to him because of his awesome quirk - there's no way I can't agree - and those who didn't and tried to speak against him. Kazu-tan fought them and brought them under him - even our senpais.

Looking down at the notebooks in front of me, I wished I could be three again.

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Izu-tan and I always eat lunch under the same tree at the far end of the playground. Before Kazu-tan normally would join us, but lately he has dubbed us unworthy of his time. Calling Izu-tan, Deku, and me, Seru - short for let down.

Appetite suddenly lost, I put down my chopsticks and lean back against the strong tree truck. Kei-tan has skipped another grade. So he's a first year in middle school as a nine year old. He's tutoring me a lot, and helping me with my homework. He also helps Izu-tan. I offered a chance at a study group with Kazu-tan, but he just threw it back in my face.

"Kochan? Are you okay?" I open my eyes. When had they closed? My iron grey eyes widen as I felt a tear slip down my cheek. I quickly brush it away as I sniffle and look away. Not able to bare to see the concern in those wide green eyes.

"Kochan?" More tears slip down my face as his hand is placed on my shoulder. I placed aside my lunch, before letting Izu-tan pull me into a hug. Letting me cry into his shoulder.

"I want our Kazu-tan back." I finally manage to hiccup out after a minute of quiet crying. Pulling away, Izu-tan wipes away my tears with an All Might handkerchief. He was smiling sadly as he dried my tears.

"I know Kochan. I want our Kacchan back too." He whisper as I hiccup, cheeks burning. I'm such a cry baby.

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My biggest question is why, when you have power to wield as a twitch of a muscle, why does it consume you? The lusting for more and to be on the top, just to be on the top. It's stupid and arrogant. Assuming that you'll just be the most powerful. That no one is stronger than you. Because there always is.

It's stupid.

Okay let's imagine you could get to the top. But what then? Defend your mountain top. You're cold, little mountain top. Sounds awfully lonely.

"Kochan, you're scowling. What's wrong?" Katsuki is so stupid.

"Society." I answer, blandly. Izu-tan chuckles nervously. But he cuts himself off as someone approaches. I look up as a hand collides with my desk, an explosion going off under his palm.

"Katsuki." I half hiss, half snarl. He snarls right back at me. It's hard to believe just a few years ago we were as thick as thieves. "What do you want Katsuki?" I hit his hand off of my desk as Izu-tan shrinks behind me. His hand just whips around and grabs my wrist.

Scowling up at him, he grins - a wild, evil look in his red eyes. My wrist starts to burn and I just clench my jaw. "You're petty." I spit at him, standing up, using my extra inches of height over him as I yank my hand free. "And pathetic Katsuki." He's snarling like a rabid animal as I walk away, the eyes of our classmates on me.

"Get back here Seru!" I turn around just in time to see Katsuki hurl himself at me. We go down to the ground surrounded by screams. One of them was mind as Katsuki's fist connects with my cheek, knocking my head against the ground.

In this moment I realize something. With blurry vision, I watch as Bakugo Katsuki no longer be my best friend. He isn't even my friend or acquaintance. This hot-headed blond with wild red eyes and a powerful, explosive quirk was a stranger. But not just any stranger - this person is my enemy.

And if there is one thing I don't do, is go down without a fight.

I flip us over with a battle cry, my fists slamming down on his chest, causing him to wheeze as he brought his hands up. I bring my arms up defensively, just in time to save myself as he released a strong explosion, point blank range.

I scream in pain as I fall back, Bakugo hissing at me as he jumps on me, except he doesn't, and I being pulled away. So is he. It takes me a moment to understand what's going on. And when I do I flush bright red in frustration and anger.

Glaring back at the yelling blond, I snarl. Though everything is a blur as those hateful red eyes latch onto my own hateful iron eyes.

Though I got one thing - we were no longer allowed to be in the same room without close supervision. That suited me fine. Though I didn't plan on going anywhere near the blond.

Bakugo Katsuki - blond, red-eyed, explosive, enemy number 1