(A/N: Part two of the double update. Enjoy! :D )

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Izuku beamed at his friend's choice of Hero name as Hitoshi walked back to his seat. The brainwasher sent his own signature smirk back before sitting down. Now that he had presented that only left Shouto and himself to show what they had come up with. Izuku turned his attention to his friend to see if he wanted to go first or was even finished. Because the greenette was ready and would be more than fine to go first to give him more time if he needed it. But before he could say anything the bi-color teen stood up.

He watched as Shouto silently walked up to the front as their classmates whispered curiously wondering what kind of name the son of Endeavor would come up with. Perhaps something similar to Endeavor's that expressed he was a Hero with a goal to achieve which was to become the Number One Hero.

Their queries rubbed Izuku the wrong way because his classmates didn't know just how far the man was willing to go to reach that goal. A Quirk marriage. Having multiple children until he acquired his 'masterpiece'. Seeing the others as failed experiments while keeping his harsh focus on his youngest progeny. Forcing Shouto to train starting from a young age. Putting so much stress on his mother causing her to snap.

The fact that no sort of investigation had been done after Rei had been hospitalized after attacking her own son baffled the Quirkless boy. But then again, this was Endeavor. The Number Two Hero who had money and influence along with an army of lawyers. And most likely the Hero Commission's backing and protection to prevent anything happening to their precious Hero.

Good thing the Hero Killer doesn't fall under their purview.

Before he could reflect on that can of worms, Izuku was distracted by his friend reaching the front. He didn't get to see what he had come up with for his new Hero name. Being too distracted by either his ramblings or the other names being presented. Whatever it was though, it at least meant that the greenette would be able to continue to call Shouto by his first name. Because Hitoshi, even though he was being a teasing jerk, was right. He did want to be special when it came to having the privilege of calling his friend by his given name.

I wonder what he came up with.

The greenette smiled brightly towards his special friend who sent him a soft look back before falling back into his typical stoic expression. Grey and blue eyes scanned his audience who waited in intrigued anticipation. While Shouto hoped they, especially Izuku, liked it. The name he had come up with had been last minute taking inspiration from the greenette's suggestions. But he felt that it would be a good name to represent the Hero he wanted to be as well as reference his Quirk.

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Shouto took a steadying breath to calm himself. Not that he was nervous necessarily about being in front of a crowd. After all, he had been dragged around by his father and forced into situations that had put him into the spotlight. Namely at the various Hero events he unwillingly attended so that his old man could show off and boast about his 'masterpiece'. Making him a sort of celebrity from a young age being constantly connected to Endeavor.

But that wasn't what he wanted. Not before, not now, not ever. Because Enji was a terrible father and a horrible person. How the public still praised him for his brutal performance of his Hero duties. Caring more about winning with overwhelming power no matter the collateral damage he caused. As was evident from his high numbered statistics of casualties for both person and property. But again, that wasn't what Shouto wanted to be.

Endeavor was all about firepower. Quite literally as that was his Quirk. But also, with the energy and effort he put into a fight. Holding nothing back in order to defeat who ever dared to challenge him. Shouto knew his Quirk was also strong. His ice most definitely has he had the most experience wielding his right side. And potentially with his fire once he learned to make it his own. Which unfortunately he had resigned to the fact that he would need to begrudgingly do so with the help of his old man. Something that he would get over with quickly during the coming internship as his father had sent him an offer.

Not surprising but still annoying.

However, despite him already resigning himself to having to work with the bastard, Shouto could still learn from him. It was the best option as of now even if he didn't really want to. Again, annoying because he just knew that Endeavor would be so irritatingly pleased that he agreed to the internship. Somewhat willingly allowing himself to be taught by his old man and most likely believing he had won their long going feud.

But Endeavor would be wrong. Because Shouto was not giving up on becoming his own Hero. That had been the idea behind using his first name. Declaring himself Shouto and only Shouto not wanting any part in the Todoroki name. But he changed his mind. Izuku had looked sad about him using his first name for his Hero name. Which had confused him because it was just a name. Why would it matter? But then Hitoshi had explained and reminded Shouto that first names were special.

How could I have forgotten that?

Izuku had said it himself after their match. That friends would 'call each other by their first name when they feel closer'. Which he certainly did towards the other boy. The one who had always wanted to help him. Who willing held his hand among their many other touches. It had seemed such a natural progression to call each other by their first names. Because he hadn't been lying. Izuku was special to him. Perhaps not at the very start when they had first met, but very much so since the second.

Shouto knew that he was socially awkward. Not really that surprising though considering his isolated childhood. Kept away from his own family in his own home. Rei had been close until she wasn't there after the…incident. Touya had been there for training and after care until he was suddenly gone. Shouto had only really gotten to know Fuyumi after his eldest brother was pronounced dead. As for Natsuo, he didn't really know his other brother at all. Having had no chance to really interact with him growing up. Which was sad to be a stranger to your own brother. And then he had left to live away from home while he was in college. So, it wasn't like he was around to allow them to get to know each other.

Which was all Endeavor's fault.

So, no, he did not want to be connected to the bastard. Shouto wanted to be his own kind of Hero. Using his Quirk, both his ice and his fire, to help those in danger. To bring a sort of balance to this tumultuous world. Which was why he had chosen this name after Izuku had suggested so many helpful ideas for Hero names.

"At first, I was thinking of using my first name," Shouto said as he scanned the room. "But then I was reminded that is a special thing between friends."

In the back, his warm friend blushed while Hitoshi casually sat in his seat wearing a smirk.

"I changed my mind but that left me unsure what to choose," he continued. "Though I liked the idea of it reflecting my Quirk and my goal to be a Hero who brings balance."

He was going to present his choice when he was interrupted when Hitoshi snarked, "How about Frozen Fire? Y'know, ice and fire."

Several students cast back glances to look at him for speaking up suddenly. It was partially a serious suggestion as well as a reference to the movie they had watched during the sleepover. But only Izuku and Shouto were the only ones in the room who knew that.

"Or maybe Winter Flame," Kirishima suggested with a toothy grin.

"What about Ice Burn, kero?" Tsuyu offered with a thoughtful hand on her chin and her tongue poking out.

"CryoPyro," Jirou called out.

This led to a slew of suggestions being shot at him from the class. Some went along with the same pattern of references to the two sides of his Quirk. Such as 'Ice Phoenix', 'Frigid Torch', or 'Frost Burn'. While others focused on one side more than the other. Like 'Hot Arrow' or 'Mistress Blaze' for his fire as well as 'Cryocannon', 'Frozen Thrower', or 'Comet' for his ice.

"Perhaps you could go with Mercury?" Yaoyorozu chimed in, giving a suggestion of the more meaningful variety that wasn't just different ways to describe fire and ice. "After the Roman deity specifically, who served as a sort of mediator and the patron of circulation for people, goods, and messages. In reference to your desire of balance."

"Or because it's the metal used in thermometers," Hitoshi snarked behind her. "I got it. Thermostat Hero Mercury. 'Cause he can controls temperature."

"Sort of," Izuku interjected. "But Shouto-kun's Quirk is more of a split of fire and ice between his two sides. Which is reflected by his heterochromia."

"Making it more of a partition of temperature," Iida said with his usual serious expression. "What about a mix of partial and temperature such as Partempura?"

"That just makes me hungry for tempura," Uraraka said with a longing pout for the food.

"Equator," Ashido shot out. "Because his two sides are polar opposites and he's split down the middle."

"The North Star Hero Polaris," Hitoshi said with a dramatic wave of his hand in a presenting fashion.

"How about Han Han?" Sero snickered "Like when Bakugou calls you Half-and-Half?"

That suggestion caused a spark of anger to flicker inside the bi-color teen. Not the most appreciated of ideas since it was inspired by Bakugou. Someone who reminded him of a younger version of Endeavor. But he didn't show his dislike except for the smallest of frowns that went unnoticed by most. Except for Izuku who was well versed in his subtle expressions. There were a couple more offered ideas that referenced his appearance such as 'ShiroAka', 'Peppermint', and even a joking 'Ketchup' for the red part of his hair. The latter Shouto found amusing just imagining how pissed of his old man would be if he did.

"Maybe Gelocaust?" Kaminari offered, showing his intelligent side by further explaining. "Gelo is latin for freeze and caust is Greek for burn."

"How about Gelato!" Ashido interjected in a jesting tone.

"Like ice cream?" Sero asked with an amused smirk.

"Sholato," Hitoshi suggested to jokingly mix in his name.

"Well, his Hero costume makes him look like a human popsicle," Ashido replied with a teasing tone. "Oh! Popsicle!"

Then the class fell into a communal brainstorm of different ice cream related names. Such as the 'Ice Cream Hero Neopolitan' and 'FroYo Hero Hot Cold Swirl'. Also, the 'Baskin Robbins Hero: Gelato!' with included catchphrase of 'Available In 31 Flavors'. All of these was all good and fun but the focus of the class had really devolved into the weirdest of suggestions. Like 'Maple Syrup' or 'Coffee Creamer'. Even one of 'Pokemon Hero Eevee' with the sales pitch that he was a 'Glaceon and Flareon in one'.

"Enough!" Midnight shouted with a crack of her whip. Loving the youthful display but needing the class to get back on track. "Now Todoroki, if you would."

Shouto nodded before addressing the class, "Thank you for your suggestions but I have a Hero name picked out."

"What?!" Ashido exclaimed before whining. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"That means all our brainstorming was for nothing," Kaminari complained while he slumped down on his desk.

"But I enjoyed hearing your ideas," Shouto said having seriously liked them. Even if they were all for naught.

"Well then, what did you pick?" Ojiro asked bringing them back to Shouto's actual choice.

Without much ceremony, Shouto quietly and simply turned his board for the class to see. The students read the board with murmurs of confusion while Izuku beamed at his friend's choice of Hero name. To him it seemed perfect. But others weren't really getting the connection.

"The Temperate Hero. Reinen," Sero read aloud with a confused furrowed brows. "Why'd you pick that?"

There were further comments of how it was nothing like their own suggestions. Nor was it close to Endeavor as they had predicted earlier. But other than Izuku, none of them knew that Shouto had a hatred for his father that they weren't aware of. Wanting to be as far away from anything connected to Endeavor especially when it came to Hero things.

"Fire can be too hot and ice too cold," Shouto explained with a glance down briefly at his respective element wielding hands. "I possess the power to use both. Giving me a natural counterbalance to both sides of my Quirk."

Grey and blue eyes connected with overjoyed green who was beaming bright as the sun at him for using the words Izuku had said to him the first time they had met. At the time ignored but now Shouto knew that Izuku had been right. That his ice and fire were a compliment to each other. Two halves of a whole making his one Quirk. Something he was finally willing to embrace after the Sports Festival. Especially after their match when the greenette had both physically and verbally beat some sense into him. Reminding him of his lost conviction to be his own kind of Hero.

"Half-Cold Half-Hot has two extremes," he continued. "But between those is a balance. Equilibrium. A calm between two storms. Which is the kind of Hero I would like to be. One that brings harmony to the chaos of the world. Using both my ice and my fire to bring the extremes of this world back down to a calm and peaceful tranquility. Acclimate the hot and the cold to become a comforting warm."

The class nodded at his sudden drop of wisdom. Because it would be important to have an equilibrium with a Quirk like his.

"But why 'temperate'?" Hagakure asked, still confused why he chose that word.

Grey and blue eyes turned to her and focused on where he thought her eyes would be if he could see them before replying, "Because it's a word that is related to temperature or weather that isn't too hot or cold."

The blunt dictionary-based explanation caused many in the class to snicker. Being quite a contrast to the philosophical reasoning he had given just a moment ago about wanting balance. But temperate could also refer to a middle between extremes so it seemed to fit him. To Izuku at least. Shouto was smart as well as blunt. Able to have deep thoughts while also being simple and to the point.

"As for Reinen," Shouto said further, not sure why they laughed but pressed on anyway. "My Quirk is registered as Half-Cold Half-Hot. Taking out the 'Half's leaves the kanji I used for 'cold' and 'hot'."

He held the board with one hand while pointing to the first kanji with the other.

"This one can be read as 'rei' meaning cool, cold, or chill," Shouto explained before moving to the other. "The second as 'nen' meaning burn, blaze, or glow. Together they make Reinen."

"So, you chose a name that literally refers to your Quirk," Hitoshi huffed out in exasperation. "How creative."

"Thank you," Shouto replied, missing the sarcasm. "I also like it because 'rei' is the same kanji for my mother's name."

That added comment received a chorus of soft coos at the adorableness of him choosing a Hero name that had his mother's within it. Midnight herself squealed as she eagerly approved his choice before beckoning him to sit down. Shouto caught Izuku's eyes as he returned to his seat and gave him a warm subtle smile which the greenette returned with a bright one of his own.

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Izuku was so proud of Shouto. He had clearly grown so much since they had first met. Before he had been filled with so much hatred that had blinded him to his own goals. But now he had strong drives to be a Hero using both sides of his Quirk. No longer limiting himself to only ice to spite his father. Had even come up with a Hero name that differentiated him from Endeavor while also embracing his convictions and representing his Quirk.

Plus, the inclusion of his mom's name is adorable.

Shouto had a better view of life now. Of himself, his Quirk, and his desired role in this world. Refusing to let Endeavor control his life anymore. Taking that control for himself and working to become the Hero he wanted to become. No longer letting his father be the dictator of his future. Even if he still had to live with the abusive man. But hopefully not for long with Chizome on the case.

As time passed, Izuku found himself feeling less guilty about siccing the Hero Killer on Endeavor. Feeling that something had to be done about the mistreatment the Todoroki family was still enduring to this day. But without Shouto's permission to go to the Heroes for help, Izuku had turned to the only person he felt he could. A Villain who stood firmly outside of the law passing his own judgment as he saw fit.

Of course, Izuku very much hoped that Stain would not kill Endeavor but still knew it was a possibility. A potential outcome that was really the only thing that fed that remaining flickering flame of regret for asking a known murderer to look into a secretly corrupt Hero. Murder was wrong no matter the reason. The one thing that Chizome and he didn't agree on when it came to the man's convictions. Because the finality of death allowed no room for growth.

But there were elements of the Hero Killer's creed that Izuku did agree with. The corruption that has been festering within the Hero rankings. The garnering of fame and money. Too much of a focus on the flash and flare of the fights that were broadcasted and viewed like a live action movie rather than the literal criminal acts that they were. Warping the role of Hero from one who put their life on the line to uphold the law and instead into a form of celebrity. Which was a concept essentially sanctioned by the ranking system organized by the Hero Commission.

At first, the rankings had been a way to hold the Heroes accountable for their actions. The better they performed their duties the higher their ranking and subsequently the higher their pay. Essentially, an incentive system to encourage them to do their job better and be compensated accordingly. Which would have been effective in a carrot-and-stick sort of way except the Hero Commission had never actually included the stick. Seeming to not notice the corruption of some of their Heroes and claiming ignorance to the offenses. Or when it did come to light, doing their best to settle the matter as quickly and quietly as possible.

And the carrot element of more money without a counterbalance had led to many Heroes having a distorted goal of making the performances of their duties more into a show. All to garner more media attention to boost their rankings in order to gain a pay raise. While the civilians watched the pageantry. Applauding for their favorites or buying merch to show their support. Profits of which went to the Heroes with the Hero Commission getting their own cut. Further turning the concept of Hero into more of a role in a play complete with merchandising to boost sales.

This Izuku was guilty of himself. His room was a shrine to Heroes especially All Might. Had even been gifted one of Eraserhead by Yamada as thanks for his efforts during the USJ attack. His collection had brought him joy and hope growing up. Feelings that had been hard to come by outside of his home. He had just been the useless Quirkless Deku after all with no friends and delusions of becoming a Hero. Taunted and teased for it because no one had believed a Quirkless Hero was possible. So, he had latched onto whatever he could that brought him comfort and kept him optimistic about the future. Which had been his analysis, self-defense classes, and of course Hero merch. Acting as a lifeline to his dream.

But Izuku had people who believed in him now. Chizome being the first and was followed by so many more. His mother, his friends, his mentors. Substantiating his belief that a Quirkless Hero was possible. He would just have to be the first. Prove to the world that he could do it. That a Quirkless person could become a Hero same as anyone else. Confirming what his friends, family, and mentors believed. A concept that filled him with awe that he wasn't alone anymore. Bringing him the same joy and hope that his merch had growing up. But the support from other people was so much better.

Perhaps I could downsize my collection. Keep my favorites and sell or donate the rest.

With people believing in him now, he found less need for his Hero merch. Izuku was still the ultimate Hero fanboy of course. Which was why he would still keep some but could let go of the rest. Because he didn't need them anymore. The Quirkless boy had the support of his mother. He had friends now. And teachers who cared. Not to mention the endorsement of the Hero Killer himself. Secretly of course but the man with such high ideals for what a Hero was saw within Izuku the makings of a 'true Hero'.

The belief from all of those people, especially Chizome, filled him with so much more joy and hope than his Hero merch ever had. Well, most of it. The present from Yamada held a special place in his heart not just because it was a thank you gift from his teacher but also being one of Eraserhead. The Underground Hero he idolized as much as All Might but for different reasons.

He looked up to All Might for his reassuring smile and drive to help any and all no matter what. As for Eraserhead, it was for his dedication to being a Hero with no want of recognition but also because he essentially fought Quirkless. Using Erasure to level the playing field and make it a battle of strength rather than superpowers. Standing as proof to the greenette that a Quirkless Hero was possible. Because if Eraserhead could do it then so could he.

But the majority of Izuku's collection didn't have as much sentimental value as that one did. There were a few others but the rest he would be fine giving up. Because again he didn't need them anymore. But also, because he felt guilty that he owned so much merch. A physical representation of the corruption of today's Hero society. A bitter truth he had been ignorant of growing up but was painfully aware of now.

After having gotten to know the Hero Killer, the veil of ignorance had been lifted from Izuku's eyes. Now he could see the truth same as him. That the world was not as black and white as he had thought. Instead painted in shades of gray. And also, that this lack of checks and balances with too much carrot and not enough stick was causing the perversion of the concept of the modern Hero. Supported by the Hero Commission and their ranking system. Fueled by the people cheering from the sidelines. Funded by the creation and selling of Hero merch.

So, yes, he would get rid of most of his Hero merch. Keeping the few with sentimental value like the Eraserhead figurine. Because now he knew same as the Villain who believed him. Could see what Chizome saw and what had led to him becoming the Villian he was today. He had seen the corruption. He had noticed that the idea of Heroes was being perverted into more actors on a stage rather than the defenders of justice. Something he had tried to expose with his words and when that didn't work, he had resulted to actions. Working to reveal the corruption of selected Heroes of his purge and shedding a violent light on their misdeeds. But his efforts had been painted as ones of a crazed fanatic and nothing more.

That is until the recording from the emergency app was released. Causing the public to question if he was the deranged murderous Villain he was portrayed as or did he have actual reasons behind his actions. Because Izuku had looked into his victims and many of they were indeed guilty in some way, shape, or form. Though some he still couldn't figure out just yet. Such as what Native had done to be targeted. The Hero who had been out of the public eye since the attack probably by order of the Hero Commission. Possibly to protect him physically but also potentially his reputation as a Hero after being outed for not calling the incident in sooner.

Whatever it was, Izuku knew that Stain had a reason for targeting Native. Because the corruption was real. Lying just beneath the surface but able to be found if one looked hard enough. Connected the dots to form the full picture of what this society had become. Something that Izuku hoped to maybe one day shed light on.

Perhaps not as drastic of a light like the blazing sun as that could do more damage than help. Burning the world in blistering heat like a forest fire. Cleansing the world of debris but also burning everything else along with it. Allowing in more sunlight of hope. Nourishing the soil with nutrients for new growth. Enabling future generations to become stronger and healthier. But it would be at the cost of destroying all that had been before.

No, that would not be helpful in the long run. Izuku wasn't one to want to watch the world burn. He wanted to watch it rise. For the corruption to be exposed, sure, but in a way that it could be cured rather than outright destroying it. Because it was like an illness. An infection that was making society sick. One that needed proper healing, not amputation. Which was where Izuku differed from Chizome.

The Hero Killer believed that the cure was to literally cut the tainted parts of this society away from the whole. Whether by injury or death. Bringing grim awareness to the corruption of some. Serving as motivation for others to do better as to not become the next victim of Stain. However, his murderous and violent ways were muddling his message. Making it unclear to the masses what exactly he was trying to do.

But perhaps Izuku could help. Not by clearing up the misunderstanding of the Hero Killer's motives because that could raise a lot of questions he didn't want to answer. As well as raise red flags to what his own motives were. Rather he could do what he could as a Hero to shed light on the corruption Chizome was trying to bring awareness to. But in a less fatal way. Believing that taking more of a healing approach was best. Of pointing out and addressing corruption in a way that could restore the world to a better way of thinking. Of Heroes and Villains. The strong and the weak. The useful and the useless. That the world was not black and white. Not just good versus evil. Heroes against Villains. Because the world was more complicated than that.

Life was painted in shades of gray. Some cool and some warm. Whether good or bad depended on the people involved and their circumstances. Up to interpretation of the individual. Determined by what makes them who they are. Their values and goals. Whether they were an optimist or pessimist. What their reactive tendencies were to any given situation or person. Their personality that was formed by their upbringing. By the people they interacted with and the environment around them. Factors that could be the same for more than one individual but result in different outcomes for each.

Take Bakugou and Izuku. They grew up in the same neighborhood. Interacted with the same peers. Were taught in the same schools by the same teachers. And yet their childhoods were very different. Bakugou had been praised and had preened under the attention. While Izuku had been scorned and had longed for their denied support. But the favoritism had turned Bakugou into a bully while Izuku had refused to let anyone hold him back. Finally, being able to flourish once he was free from the abusive environment.

And now he was here. Finally in the Hero Course and was about to present his Hero name to his fellow aspiring Heroes. Having made it this far with the help and support from those who believed in his dream as well as his own efforts. All of which he would be forever grateful for. Because now he could fulfill his dream. Of being in his dream school and finally in the course that would enable him to further follow his chosen path. To become the first ever Quirkless Hero. Using the edge he had found to do whatever he could to help. Because that was the kind of Hero he wanted to be.

The clearing of a throat broke him out of his musings. Becoming suddenly aware of the many pairs of eyes that were on him from his seat in the back. Izuku blinked in surprise and blushed for getting lost in his own head. Again.

"Your turn, Green Bean," Hitoshi snarked to his left.

The greenette stuck his tongue out at the jerk before grabbing his board as he stood up. Confident in his choice of Hero name and looking forward to sharing what he had come up with. His excitement almost giving him a skip to his step as he walked towards the front. The distance was short but each step felt like a mile. Because this was it. His time to show the kind of Hero he wanted to be. His own way of saying 'I am here!'. Before he knew it, he was standing at the podium with twenty pairs of eyes staring at him. While he faced the future.

Well, here I go.

"Most of you don't know me that well," Izuku began, holding the attention of friends and strangers alike. "But because of my Quirk status…I had a hard time growing up. Practically no one believed someone Quirkless could be a Hero and that I was wasting my time dreaming."

Looks of sympathy sprung up around the room like daisies in snow. As well as grimaces of understanding from those Izuku could guess also had a rough childhood. Like Hitoshi and Shouto. But also Shouji and Tokoyami who sent him empathetic looks.

"But then I finally met one person who did believe in me," the Quirkless boy said. "Believed I had the heart of a Hero."

Memories of when he had first been approached by Chizome coming to mind. Making him smile at the hidden connection he had with the man.

"They told me my journey to be a Hero would not be an easy one," he explained as he scanned the class who were gazing at him with rapt attention. "Which was something I already knew. But difficult doesn't mean impossible. I just needed to work harder than most to follow my dream. However, it wasn't until this person that I figured out how to accomplish becoming the first Quirkless Hero. That I only needed to find my own edge to help me fight to compensate not having a Quirk."

The condoling tension from before evolved into hopeful admiration.

"For most everyone else, that edge is their Quirk," Izuku continued. "A tool in their belt that they were born with. One that I was born without. But I won't let that hold me back because a Quirk is just a tool."

Looks of contemplation about that concept swept across the field of students. Then nods of agreement that he was right.

"I was born Quirkless," the greenette stated, feeling no shame for that fact. Because being Quirkless didn't define him. "Without a preset skill set that I could use to accomplish my goals. But that's okay. As my friend Mei-chan says, I am a 'blank canvas' and that my lack of Quirk means I have a world of potential. That without a Quirk means I have nothing to dictate what kind of powers I have or influence my self-developed set of skills. That I could become any kind of Hero I wanted to be."

The growing anticipation was building and the class brimming with excited curiosity as he talked.

"I may not have a Quirk, but I have found my edge," Izuku asserted. "In my Support Items as well as my analysis. They are my edge. With this edge I will finally become the Hero I have always wanted to be. One who helps others in any way that I can. Because that is all I have ever wanted to do. Help people."

The Quirkless teen radiated confident conviction that was infectious.

"I want to be the kind of Hero that helps others," he declared, green eyes filled with determination. "Becoming the edge in a fight that keeps people safe. And so that is what I will be. This is my Hero name."

Izuku finally turned his board for the anxious class to see.

The Blank Canvas Hero. Edge.

...

(A/N: In case you don't use the tumblr, Shouto's quirk is registered as 半冷半燃 ( はんれいはんねん , hanrei hannen ) so this 冷燃 is what his hero name looks like for reference. Basically Shouto is Icy Hot but in his own unique way. And it is the same kanji for his mom, Rei. I promise I do my research. ;) Oh, also all the suggested names were ones we brainstormed on the discord. Credits for those can be found on the tumblr. ^_^)

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