As he scrolled through his feed he noticed a certain post.

It was a pretty simple looking drawing, it had the basic shape of a person with green hair, it had half closed eyes and a wide smile. There was also a hand with the phrase 'hi.' On the side.

When he scrolled to the next page he saw the same drawing with open eyes and a slanted mouth, giving it a confused or bored look. ( • - • )

For some reason this lack of explanation made him chuckle so he decided to check out the account.

It seemed like that was their first post. Their profile photo was the exact facial expression of the first drawing, except the green hair was slightly more prevalent.

He looked at the bio and it was pretty simple. A few words about their favorite food and telling the reader to have a good day.

He was confused by his user name though.

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But he didn't care to much he followed anyway.

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Izuku walked through his school halls quiet as a mouse. He heard snickers and distant conversations taking place a few feet away from him.

Then he caught sight of Omwazu laughing and filled with joy talking with someone he remembered him mentioning. He walked over to him about to greet him when they made eye contact.

It seemed like all his previous happiness and joy was wiped away as he met eyes with Izuku. He then quietly said, " oh... it's you.."

Izuku immediately was confused "yup so I just wanted to ask if you were free this weekend.. ya'know so we could.. hang out?" He mumbled it the last half wondering about what was up with his reaction.

"Oh well I think my mom had this..uhm... thing planned for us... ya'know a family thing.." he awkwardly said trying to get through the conversation easier.

"Oh.. well, cool.." Izuku hesitated before finishing with " see you around then.!"

"Yeah..." Omwazu said before the person he was talking to snorted about something.

Izuku kept walking through the school hallway before making it to his locker finding an empty note and a post it saying he would need it for when he killed himself.

It seemed like there were other words with names like 'quirkless trash' and various other offensive words. It seemed like the only name left was from Kacchan and it was written on the post it.

Izuku didn't... care much though...what was that phrase?.. sticks and stones...

Izuku felt the tears coming to his eyes but he pushed it down. He could cry at home, he wouldn't give Kacchan what he wanted..

Oh screw it why does he care? He should just give up and accept what everyone thought he was going to do anyway!

Maybe it would make Kacchan stop..

He closed the locker door having gotten his books out and started walking to his home room.

Once he was there the rest of the day went by like a blur random insults thrown at him in the halls. Hateful looks aimed towards him when he blocked someone's view. The pointless reviewing off subjects he already knew well but somehow still got almost failing grades.

The only plus was less people seemed to notice he existed.. he used to be met with only violence when he turned a corner but now he was barley spared a second glance.

He guessed it was an improvement. Maybe those people who hurt him were just trying to finally get it through his head the reality of his situation.

That just because he worked hard he could never actually change... He would always be the same..

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Soon hours passed by like minutes, and the final dismissal bell rang.

But izuku had a mission and he was putting all his energy towards it. He was going to find a future career option!

(And no, being a villian or dying don't count!)

Izuku didn't want to be a villain.. villains were bad and just because he couldn't be a hero didn't mean he should descend into madness!

He chuckled to himself at the last part.

But he didn't spare another thought to it.

Instead he walked into his home room hoping his teacher was still in, "hello?" Wow nice going izuku you didn't even try to say that like a hero...like a hero? What are you 5?

Izuku's mind flashed to the various how to be a hero interviews with all Might he had watched millions of times, they always talked about how you had to make yourself known by making a grand entrance. They always made him so happy..

"Oh what is it midoriya?" His teacher responded dryly from his seat.

"Well uh I was wondering... if being a hero didn't work could I be like a teacher or something?" Izuku decide to start with that since it seemed like his lowest option.

"Mabye for kids before they get quirks, student won't respect you if they could easily over power you.. and I don't think you would do well in something like that with your grades.." he attempted to make it sound like he was just looking out for izuku but it a ended up sounding like he just wanted to get him to go away.

"Huh ok." Izuku stated before walking away. He could check online for something!

After walking a few blocks away from his school he pulled out his phone and asked Siri ' job options for the quirk less. '

Soon about three results popped up. They seemed to be completely unrelated. Two were about people with minor or villain quirks. And one was a job opening for people with flashy quirks.

But he would find one eventually!

And after he closed his search he saw it.. a notification.. wait scratch that a lot of notifications!

After paying more attention to what they actually were it became clear that they were all from the post he made yesterday. It was simple drawing but he was so happy so many people liked it! And how many people wanted to see more!

The earliest one was from someone named Iced-tea it was his first follower! He almost immediately followed back! Then went to follow more of his followers, he wanted to get to know them!

For the first time in awhile he went to bed with a smile on his face.

But not before planing what he would post tomorrow.

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Tsukauchi had been called to check the after math of a villain attack. But not for any reasons about the origin of the villain or worrying behavior on how the hero's handled the situation,

No it was because of trash.

He didn't understand it when he got the call at first. He was called here because someone thought they saw something illegal like a firearm. But when he got there and looked through some of the remains he spotted nothing of the sort.

But what he did spot was notebook paper. After having his team look through it they gathered about 48 pages with the handwriting that seemed to get better through various papers.

But it still seemed like they were written by the same people.

That may have made him feel better for a small time but once he saw one certain page he knew he had to contact someone to find this author...

Because otherwise all of them may be in serious trouble.

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Aizawa was alarmed when Tsukauchi called him,

But now that he was here he was just confused.

He was seriously in a room with the rest of the underground hero's that patrolled in Musutafu.

He hadn't even met some of them, mainly because some were out-during-the-day underground heros. Or something like that he couldn't bother to remember.

Then while two of the people around him were about to start a conversation when Tsukauchi finally came into the room they were waiting in. All he did was sit down and slam a file on the table.

He heard mutters from the other hero's in the room. Probably just people saying what he wants to know, like why couldn't you just call one of us at home?

"Some information has come into police contact and due to some information we have been lead to believe that the source of this information came form the areas you patrol so we were hoping to interview you all about anything suspicious you saw involving trash." Tsukauchi finally finished leaving everyone confused.

Trash?