AN: Still need a beta. Help me out people!

Trigger Warning: Dark stuff begins from this chapter. I'm not being specific to avoid spoilers, but it can be anywhere from a gory character death to a sexual assault. Just a reminder that being a hero means fighting crime and all kinds of atrocities in the world.

Chapter-3

Izuku was running.

On water.

Even after so many successful attempts, he couldn't believe that he was actually doing it.

It all started two months ago when he started training his chakra under the guise of a complicated quirk with direct help from the number one hero in the whole world.

Initially, it was a little difficult for him to even stick a single leaf on his forehead. Now, he could add as many leaves as his body could hold! The next step of tree walking had also taken him some three weeks to fully master. And then came the final one; water walking, which he had mastered just a few days ago.

Ever since that day, he couldn't help but run on waves again and again.

"Midoriya!" came a loud booming voice from the shore of the waters. Izuku turned around his head and grinned at the sight of his mentor who was standing on the beach in his buff form, waving at Izuku. He ran at full speed towards the said man.

Toshinori was sometimes amazed at the pace of development he was witnessing in the young man running towards him. While no one could deny that young Midoriya was hardworking, the results were a little bullshit, for lack of a better term. No one shoots up four inches and gains 10 Kilos of pure muscle mass in just two months.

To make sure Izuku wasn't using some enhancing substance, Toshinori had even asked him for a blood test for a normal checkup. Of course, he had given the sample to an old acquaintance of his (a.k.a. Recovery Girl) to run all tests possible and he was as clean as possible. A perfectly healthy adolescent boy, just growing a little faster than he should be.

Recovery Girl had found another peculiarity within his blood sample. Midoriya's Quirk Factor was off the charts. Quirk factor varied from person to person and started from a basic 1 and usually went up to 2000. Toshinori's own Quirk Factor was in the high 1900s last time he checked a few decades ago which he knew was quite high if not the highest in the world.

That was true at least until Izuku was tested.

A person's quirk factor grew as their quirk aged and practiced more of their quirk. A hero's quirk was usually more advanced due to rigorous training and they usually had a number five times as high as a normal civilian. It also depended on the quirk of the person. A more powerful quirk had a higher base factor.

Izuku Midoriya's quirk factor after only a month of training was in the high 2500s. A child who awakens their quirk shouldn't have anything higher than 500 at best. If Izuku were to continue training like he was, Toshinori was sure he could be the first person to reach five digits.

At this moment, Toshinori just chalked it up to the peculiarities of the boy and his quirk. That was another thing. He had done a thorough checkup on Midoriya from both sides of his family and everything seemed perfect. He had to after what the boy had told about his quirk and the strange quirk factor result.

No connection to that man at least. Tsukauchi had personally confirmed that to him. Twice.

But even after that, he was still a little wary of Midoriya. Toshinori had planned to disclose his own quirk to the boy to motivate him further, but he couldn't for some reason. Although he himself had told Midoriya to keep his secrets a bit longer, every time they met, Toshinori held a little hope that the boy would share his secrets that day.

As the situation was right now, it was better for Toshinori to keep an eye on things and gain the boy's trust before he could share the details of his own quirk, if at all. While Midoriya was a good person, if he were to turn to villainy, it would be catastrophic.

Toshinori looked around at his surroundings and took in the sight of a much less cluttered shoreline. A fond smile came on his face unintentionally as he realized that more than 60% of the beach had been cleared by the young man using his gravitational powers.

It had taken them many attempts to get even a modicum of grasp over that aspect of his quirk. What had begun as Izuku sticking leaves on his body had continued with his walking on vertical surfaces or totally upside down. As soon as the second exercise was finished, there was quite a visible change in his quirk control.

While earlier, Izuku could only attract a bunch of stuff from one particular location he focused on, or blow them away. Now, he could pinpoint any particular object, and use his powers on it directly. That was all Izuku required it seemed. From that day on, every day, tons of scrap would be transferred to a scrapyard or a dumpster, depending upon the object in question.

Toshinori sighed mentally. And people call him overpowered. If it weren't for his declining health, young Midoriya had the most potential in the younger generation to actually overpower him one day, without the aid of One for All, that is.

Shaking his head out of his thoughts, Toshinori looked at the shore as Midoriya finally came to the beach.

"All Might! You came!" Izuku exclaimed excitedly, "Did you see that? I finally mastered water walking."

"That's wonderful, young Midoriya!" Toshinori said loudly but immediately had to revert back to his skinny form when blood started coming out his mouth. His transformation was getting difficult to hold as he had already used up most of his time limit for the day.

"Now," Toshinori began in his serious tone after wiping his mouth clean, "You made a promise to me about your studies when we began your training regime."

Izuku merely nodded as he pointed his right palm towards a bag lying on the sand on the cleaner side of the beach which came flying in the said palm. Toshinori observed a peculiar occurrence but shelved it for later.

Izuku opened the bag quickly and rummaged inside for whatever he was looking for. He pulled out his hand from the bag and presented Toshinori with his second-year report card. Toshinori quickly read the page and was stunned at the result displayed.

"S-Grade!?" Toshinori shouted, "But that's so rare!"

Izuku ducked his head in embarrassment, "My eyes don't forget whatever I read. I know it is cheating but… I can't help it. I remember whatever I read… and I couldn't just not write the correct answers." He mumbled the last part.

All Might placed a hand on the boy's shoulder and asked slowly, "Did anyone say anything about you cheating?"

Izuku flinched a little at the question, "Not directly. But Bakugo said that I couldn't have done it before my eyes came and now I can."

"Did the teachers say anything about that?" All Might rephrased his question.

Izuku shook his head, "No, they just took a follow-up oral test with me blindfolded for its duration."

"And you still scored an S?"

Izuku just shrugged.

Toshinori sighed, "Then it doesn't matter. You learned the assigned material and gave the test twice and scored the best grade possible both times. Believe in yourself. Also, our government doesn't stop people from using any sort of intelligence boosting quirk on oneself as long as it is purely academic."

"That's because you can never tell when such a person is using their quirk." Izuku deadpanned. Toshinori ignored that.

"Now that you've fulfilled your promise about keeping your grades up and dare I say surpassed it. I've planned something new for training your quirk."

Izuku's eyes lit up at the mention of new applications of his powers, "What is it? Is it finally flight-time? Oh please, oh please, oh please!" Izuku begged in excitement.

All Might chuckled, "Not quite."

Izuku was crestfallen at the reply. All Might had forbidden him from trying out his supposed flight capabilities until he had complete control over other aspects of gravity. But now Izuku was sure that he was advanced enough.

"But why? I think I've mastered attract and repel." Izuku whined.

"Despite whatever you believe, you haven't mastered your gravitational powers. Not yet." All Might began, "Have you noticed what exactly happens when you pull something towards you?"

Izuku nodded, "Yeah. It's like invisible strings come out of my hands. Thousands of strings initially, but now I can control them so only a few come out."

"And when you repel?" All Might pressed.

"It is still strings. But the strings have kind of… how do I explain it… hands stuck to them at their ends? These hands then push away the object I want. Initially, they were super giant hands. But now I can manipulate them to reduce their size and numbers to push away a specific object or even a part of said object."

All Might rubbed his chin thoughtfully as he carefully examined the barebones explanation he had received.

"I don't know if you have noticed, Midoriya, but when you are attracting objects towards you, they slow down just before they reach you."

"Yeah, so what? I consciously will them to stop so I can catch them."

All Might shook his head at the nonchalance displayed by the young man at his own power, "You told me your quirk is strictly unidirectional. Either you can attract or repel. No in-between. If that were true, the bag you pulled would've slammed into you at the same speed it was coming towards you."

Izuku's eyes suddenly widened comically as realization dawned upon him, "But Gra… I mean are you sure?"

Toshinori didn't miss the little slip-up but feigned ignorance for the moment, "We can always try."

Izuku nodded with renewed determination.

"If you wish to fly someday," Toshinori continued, "First, you must learn to exert the forces of attraction and repulsion simultaneously. Suppose, you exert opposite forces of gravity on that bag at the same time. What do you think will happen?"

Izuku pondered for a few moments before answering, "It depends on the amount of force exerted. If the force was too great, the bag could tear up completely, but if the force was limited, then it should keep the bag levitated in one place."

Toshinori beamed positively at the deduction made by Izuku and gave him two thumbs up. "That's exactly what you shall be doing for your quirk practice in the coming days until your third year begins. Pick up some trash and hold it in the air as long as you can without ripping it to shreds. Then, gradually move on to moving the trash at a fixed distance in front of you. Like you explained about your 'hands' pushing the objects. Only this time, will them to hold the said objects in midair."

"Wouldn't that be like telekinesis?" Izuku asked.

Toshinori nodded, "Indeed. But it would be different as well. A powerful telekinetic user can lift objects which are not even in their sight. I don't think your capabilities would extend till that point. Though if the copying nature of your eyes is true, I can't be sure what exactly you are capable of."

Izuku had a look of contemplation on his face as he thought about the Deva Path and what exactly he should be capable of doing. The sage was very clear in explaining the powers of the Rinnegan which were demarcated between push and pull. But All Might wasn't wrong. The bag did slow down when he pulled it towards him.

"Alright. Let's do this." Izuku said, full of determination.

Toshinori laughed out loud, "That's what I like to hear."

(Break)

"Izuku! Your friend is here to meet you." Inko yelled back from the living room for her son to hear.

She was positively surprised when one day Izuku came to her and told her that he had made actual friends from his class. There were two kids, a boy named Shin and a girl named Sayuri, who had befriended her son.

She knew it was not a good indicator that the kids only began to talk to Izuku when he developed a quirk, but they were just kids. It wasn't their fault that the whole system encouraged people with stronger quirks and snubbed everyone else.

So she did what any good mother should do. She smiled at the kids like it was a usual occurrence for Izuku's friends to come over and passively kept an eye to make sure Izuku was happy with the development.

Izuku chose that moment to come out of his room and took in the sight of his classmate standing there.

Shin Motohama. A short pudgy boy with dark brown hair and black eyes. His face was round and he wore square-cut glasses.

Oh, and he also had a pair of grey bull-like horns on his head. That was his quirk. Horns. His horns were four inches long and unbreakable. They didn't do anything else.

"Hey bro! You promised we'll go to the arcade. And why the fu… heck is your phone off?" Izuku looked from the corner of his eye, his mom glaring daggers at the pudgy boy. He sniggered inwardly at his mom's attitude towards swearing.

He took out his phone from his pocket and true enough it was dead. "Guess I forgot to charge it."

He quickly went back to his room and put his phone on charge, then came out, "Is it ok if I go with Shin to the arcade for a few hours?" He asked his mom.

"I have a night shift today, honey. Dinner would be in the refrigerator, but make sure you are back on time." She easily permitted it. Izuku frowned at that information.

Inko Midoriya worked as a telephone operator at the public emergency services. It was a good job but had a little problem where she had to sometimes work in different shifts which may include working late at night.

"Can't you take up a morning shift, mom?" Izuku asked with a worried tone.

"What's the matter, Izu? I've always worked these hours. Why the sudden concern?" She inquired.

Izuku rubbed his hands as he replied, "It's just that villain in the news. The one responsible for at least 12 missing females in the last three months. And no one knows anything about him! I just… want you to be safe."

Inko smiled at her son, "Don't worry Izu. If you're so worried, I'll request a police escort on my way back." That did assuage some of his fears. Not much, but enough to let the matter drop for the moment.

"Okay, I'll be off then. You take care." "You too."

Izuku walked out with Shin. "Where is Sayuri?" He asked his friend as they moved at a brisk pace towards the arcade.

Although Izuku was very determined to better train his quirk, he decided to try his hand at friendship. The reason Izuku tried this was, again, because of his mom.

Inko Midoriya had made it clearly known many times that Izuku didn't have any good friends. So when someone approached him, he didn't question their motives much and just went with it.

"Oh, she is already at the arcade," Shin replied, "Thanks to your notes, both our scores improved in the final exams. My mom, in particular, was very happy with me and gave me some good spending money." He grinned at Izuku to which Izuku grinned back.

They walked the rest of the way in silence.

"What took you so long!" A shrill voice whined towards them. Izuku saw the owner of the said voice to be a sea-green haired girl with large orange eyes. She was wearing a red crop top with low-rise white denim shorts that came down to her mid-thighs displaying her toned midriff and thick thighs proudly.

Izuku smiled at the girl, "My fault. My phone died and I forgot we had to come here today."

Sayuri Nohara was a pretty girl. Much prettier than your average middle school girl. She was on the taller side, nearly as tall as Izuku, had spotless olive skin and features to kill for. Not to mention the size of her bust which had to be a C at the minimum, if not D at the tender age of 14. She was straight out of any ecchi high school anime.

Her hair was also very noticeable, but that was mostly her quirk. Hair manipulation. It allowed her complete control over her own hair. She could change their length or the density or the thickness. Even the color! The only problem was the speed with which she could change it, which wasn't much. That stopped any prospect of her using her quirk in heroics.

When news of Izuku's quirk came out, she was the first person from Aldera to come to him and asked all the details about it. He just gave out details about his gravitational power and perceptive eyes, as he had already decided.

From that day on, she practically dragged him along wherever she went as if it had always been the case. Izuku just shrugged and went along with it. Shin was actually her friend who had sort of accepted Izuku. Sayuri and Shin's fathers were business partners and they had known each other since their childhood.

"I have been waiting since forever!" Sayuri shrieked.

Izuku couldn't help but wince a little. The only downside to Sayuri was her screeching voice. People with sensitive hearing weren't very happy in her presence. And that was putting it mildly.

"At least you're here finally. Come on fast, we don't have much time left." Her lips turned upwards as she looked at a fidgeting Izuku.

Shin gave her a super wide grin with mildly red cheeks, "Hi Sayuri."

Sayuri glowered at him in reply, "Don't waste any more of my time with idle chit-chat." She turned dramatically, tossing her hair as she marched right into the arcade building.

Shin sighed in defeat and threw a mild glare to Izuku as he followed Sayuri. Izuku just scratched his head in confusion. 'What just happened?'

(Break)

Izuku stepped out of the arcade several hours later following his two friends. Sayuri stormed past every person on her way, shoving them aside. Any complaints were met with a fierce glare that could wither anyone.

"I'm sorry, Sayuri!" Shin was following behind her at a similar pace, "I didn't mean anything by it. 'Twas a joke. Please don't hate me." His eyes watered as he ran after her.

Izuku, although didn't want any part of the drama, thought it would be better to follow for the lack of a better alternative.

"Making fun of Izuku, just because he doesn't say anything back to you is NOT funny! Following me everywhere like a lost puppy is NOT funny!" Sayuri had turned completely towards the teary-eyed boy with a raging expression, "Saying you love me out of the blue, is NOT funny."

Shin flinched back as if slapped.

"Don't follow me," Sayuri said in a dangerously low tone as she ran away.

Izuku crept forwards and placed a hand on Shin's shoulder, "Shin… I'm..."

"SHUT UP!" Shin shouted as he turned towards Izuku and shoved him away, "It's all your fault."

The next thing Izuku knew, a fist came crashing towards his jaw. He saw the fist coming very clearly with his eyes, but he didn't move away in shock at being attacked so brazenly by his only male friend. He was so startled by the sudden turn of events, he couldn't even form any words as he fell on his ass on the sidewalk.

"It's all your fault." Shin repeated, "Everything was going so well between Sayuri and me. But NO! She had to take over the charity case for a friend."

That stung real bad. Much worse than the punch he had just received from the boy. Yes, the Midoriya's weren't well off. A single mother working as a public servant could earn only so much.

Compared to them, most of Izuku's other classmates came from relatively well-off households and Shin and Sayuri were no exceptions.

"Why do you think all of a sudden she wanted to become your friend?" Shin sneered at Izuku who couldn't find any words. "Only because she liked your quirk. Deku wasn't a Deku anymore, so she wanted a piece of you for herself. And you came wagging your tail, starved for attention. Remember one thing, Midoriya. You can never stand with us. No matter how powerful your quirk is." Saying that Shin stomped away in the night.

Izuku just sat there on the sidewalk, tears running down his cheeks as he sobbed silently. The passers-by barely paid him any mind after an initial curious glance.

He had hoped that now that he had a quirk, people would be more accepting of him. Guess discrimination never ends. Either it's power, fame, appearance, money, or something. There is always that something that divides people.

He slowly got up on his feet after wiping away his tears and strolled towards his home. He decided it best to focus more on his training than some rich brats who won't know the meaning of a single day of hard work.

He looked up at the darkening sky and realized that he was late. Shin had heard his mother speaking about her night shift, so he had pressured Izuku into staying longer with them. If only he could escape early…

Now that he thought about it, Izuku realized that it was probably a ploy to keep Sayuri with them for a longer time. Shin likely suspected that Sayuri would've also left if Izuku did.

No more. He won't anymore. His dream was more important than some short-lived one-sided friendship.

*CRACK*

Izuku stopped in his tracks when he heard the loud noise from a nearby dark alley.

Oh God no! Can the situation be any more clichéd? Izuku had heard that noise so many times in movies, he could easily deduce what it was. But should he go look? Ever since he was a little kid, his mom had told him innumerable times to stay away from any violent altercations that didn't involve him.

So he did the only thing that made sense.

He ran towards the alley like an insane person and peeked from behind the corner of a building. What he saw made his blood freeze. A woman in her early 20s was sitting on the ground, cowering against the side of a dumpster. A man, with pink fairy wings coming out of his back, of a similar age, stood in front of her with his arms raised protectively. Though he was shivering in barely concealed terror. The woman was no better and her sobs were audible to Izuku while her shaking was also easily picked up by his eyes.

The fact that frightened Izuku was that they were surrounded by four men. These men didn't seem to have any noble intentions from what he was witnessing. The man on the left side was standing closest to him, his arms ready to strike at a moment's notice; another was leering at their victims with excitement in his eyes, his arms folded on his chest. The third and the fourth men both had guns in their hands, pointed straight at the couple in front of them, and stood a few feet behind their two comrades.

Izuku realized the severity of the situation instantly. He tried to find a way to help the couple, but he couldn't think of anything. His mind just went blank.

Suddenly, he remembered a session his mom had given him many times since his childhood. One about her job. 'Need help? Just dial 110.' He rummaged through all his pockets and a sudden realization dawned upon him.

He left his phone at home.

Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! He was not ready for this. Not at all. His training was not complete yet. He would get in so much trouble if he did anything other than calling the police or a hero. He was—

"We don't have any money!" The winged man begged with desperation. "Please let us go."

The villain with his arms folded laughed loudly, "Yeah, heard that one before. Why don't you start removing your friend's clothes so we can make sure you aren't having us on."

He took a step forward. The winged man backed away further, closer to the crouched woman.

"Or are you too much of a fairy to do that? Tell me man, you a faggot? Ever seen a pussy in your life? I can give you a lesson if you really want."

"STOP!" A voice rang in the narrow alley.

Izuku looked everywhere to see the source of the voice when dread filled his body afresh, seeing that all four villains had turned towards him.

'Me and my fucking mouth' was the only thought in his mind.

Thinking quickly, he put his hands forward and willed with all his power for the two guns to come towards him. Luckily his chakra was with him today and the guns were ripped away from the villains' hands and came flying towards him. Before he could catch them, he repelled them further away from him and they crashed into a building on the other side of the road he was standing on.

Sighing in some relief he bluffed, "Give up villains. I've already called the police and the heroes. They'll be here anytime."

In hindsight, that wasn't his smartest move.

Izuku watched in slo-mo as the first man quickly took out a dagger from his waistband and moved at extreme speeds, before Izuku could respond in any manner, and stabbed the fairy-man in the stomach.

*Squelch*

The said man let out a loud yell as blood drops trickled down the handle of the blade. Within the very next moment, the dagger was roughly pulled out of the said wound as more blood gushed out. Just like that, the man dropped down like a puppet with his strings cut.

The villain then proceeded to lift the woman up from the ground and placed the blade on her neck. A single drop of her own blood dripped down her jugular.

Oh no. OH NO! That man was about to die. So was the woman. All because of Izuku's recklessness and foolishness. He didn't even know what the villains' quirks were and he still went in charging headfirst without any planning. Why didn't he simply repel the villains towards the walls until they lost consciousness? Surely it would've been better than what had happened.

"This doesn't involve you, you lil' shit. Run along now while you still have the chance and maybe this whore will live when we are done with her." The unarmed cocky man, who Izuku presumed to be their leader, said with visible anger in his eyes.

But Izuku couldn't move. It was all his fault. Even more than the sludge villain incident. He had fucked up big time. The speedy villain was powerful on his own. The leader would definitely be stronger and they held the hostage advantage. Not to mention the two unknowns.

Just when he thought all hope was lost, a slight breeze picked up in the alley. Normally, he would have ignored the wind if it was natural, but it wasn't. This wind contained a slight glow to it that was visible only when his eyes were activated, which was most of the time nowadays. This was the same glow that was emitted by Bakugo when he released his explosions, or All Might when he transformed from skinny to muscular, or by that speeding villain a few moments ago when stabbed the man.

From what he had inferred over the last two months, this was the mutated chakra that was released by an emitter-type quirk. A small spark of hope blossomed within him, knowing a hero was nearby who had come to save the hostage couple.

The winds picked up in pace gradually. The man who was holding the woman captive, unconsciously loosened his hold when the winds started blowing very fast and lifted him and the woman into a hurricane.

"Aaahhh!" He screamed in terror as he and the woman were blown in different directions. The woman was deposited towards the other end of the alley softly, while her captor was flung towards the right alley wall harshly. He crashed in the brick wall headfirst and slumped unconscious when he fell to the ground.

That was beyond reckless! Izuku could see the movement of the man and if the attack was off by even a few seconds, the woman would have undoubtedly died of a slashed throat.

A similar treatment was given to the other three thugs until they also lost consciousness. Izuku was watching the whole one-sided fight in slow motion and was flabbergasted at the effortlessness with which the hidden hero defeated the villains.

When he thought it was all over, he ran towards the fairy man lying in a pool of his blood that was growing rapidly. The woman also ran towards the man. He took a quick look at the area but couldn't detect anyone else. Not even the hero who saved them.

"Tomo!" She cried as she saw her boyfriend with a grave injury. She quickly went down on her knees beside the man and tore open his shirt and started examining the open wound.

"I'm a doctor." She told Izuku in a quick tone, "My handbag has a first aid kit. Can you get it for me?"

Izuku immediately used Attract to get him her handbag which was lying quite some distance away.

"Hold onto this wound, here." She directed Izuku's hands, "Yes, just like that." Izuku complied with all her directions as she with quick speed removed a small spray bottle whose label Izuku quickly read as rubbing alcohol and sprayed it on the wound. Then she removed some bandages and cotton and deftly dressed his wound as best as she could while Izuku was still keeping the pressure on the wound.

When she was done, sounds of sirens could be heard in the area. She took over Izuku's position and pressed the wound on her boyfriend's stomach.

"Go," She whispered urgently as sounds of sirens grew louder, "You'll get in a lot of trouble if you stay. Just go. I won't tell anyone about you or your quirk usage." At his look of hesitance and guilt, she continued, "Don't worry, Tomo will be fine. I know wounds like these."

Izuku could only nod in silence as he reluctantly ran away from the other end of the alley. He kept running at his full speed until he reached his neighborhood. He crouched down at the entrance of his building and cried once again.

He messed up. He messed up real bad. A million scenarios went through his mind as he came up with so many different ideas to solve the situation without the man, Tomo, getting stabbed. His analysis is top-notch, everyone says that. But what good is his analysis when he couldn't apply it in the heat of the moment?

"Hey man, don't cry." A deep masculine voice said with as much softness as it could muster.

Izuku looked up in an instant as his eyes met the tall boy standing right in front of him. He was bent forward slightly as his face showed a slight worry etched on it. His eyes were black while his dark brown hair was cropped short. He wore a loose red t-shirt and black baggy pants with a pair of white running shoes.

"Wh-who are you?" Izuku asked hesitantly, his earlier sobs forgotten for the moment as he took in the sight of the stranger before him warily and hurriedly wiped away his tears.

The boy grinned as he pointed a thumb towards himself casually, "Name's Inasa Yoarashi."

"Izuku Midoriya," Izuku could only get more confused as he took in the confident appearance of the said boy. He didn't remember seeing him anywhere in the area before.

"Have we met before?"

Inasa's grin widened, "Why yes. In the alley where I used my quirk 'Whirlwind' to help you against those villains. Pleased to make your acquaintance." He bowed low before Izuku.

'Fuck my life!'

AN: I am not nerfing Izuku. He has the power at the moment, but he hesitates while using it on humans. I also know he is crying a lot in the story, but that is his canon character. He will grow up in time but it will not be overnight. In the canon, his first villain encounter was at the USJ, this is much earlier than that.

His life experiences, be they as simple as a friend betraying him for a girl or as complicated as a person almost died because he hesitated will shape his character eventually. And don't worry, he will grow a pair as the story continues and will stop taking shit from others as well. (And I promise, no therapy sessions for him to realize that. LOL)

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