Izuku Midoriya has never understood what had changed in Bakugos heart as a kid. In Izuku's mind they had been the best of friends, but Bakugo never seemed to see it that way, and Izuku learned the hard way that Bakugo didn't just not want to be his friend, but that Bakugo hated him. It had taken Izuku three different beatings to figure it out, to figure out that Bakugo hated him. Izuku had tried to stand up for himself, but he had been an easy target, it hadn't been his fault that he was a late bloomer, and happened to be shorter and weaker than all of the kids around him, but it had made it easier for Bakugo to pick on him. Izuku didn't think that his being small warranted the ceaseless bullying Bakugo subjected him to anyways. It didn't help that Bakugo was amazing in everything he did, and always had the support of his classmates. Izuku had quickly found himself ostracized from his peers. He always wondered whether he could've done something different, something to make Bakugo hate him just a little bit less.

"Hey you fucking nerd!" Izuku snapped his head up from his desk as Bakugos yelling brought him back to reality, the green haired boy had been daydreaming in the back of his class. Izuku noticed that most of the other kids had left, apparently he hadn't heard the bell ring, signaling the end of class and the beginning of summer vacation. Their teacher must've run out of there as fast as most of the students because he was nowhere to be seen either. (The poor guy always looked in need of a nap anyways.)

"Oh, h-hi Kachan!" Izuku laughed nervously, "What's going on?"

Bakugo glared at Izuku with pure spite, "I heard you say that you were applying to UA as well. Don't bother Deku, save your tears for when they reject you. UA only takes the best of the best, and nobody would want a weak reject like you! Especially not when they could have me! Do you think you can compete with me, Deku?" The two boys that followed Bakugo around everywhere laughed at Bakugos words.

Earlier in class their teacher had asked where everyone was applying to college, only he and Bakugo had raised their hands when the teacher had asked about UA, though Izuku had thought that no one had seen him. Izuku, hoping to defuse the situation, responded, "Well of course I'm not trying to compete with you Kachan haha…" Izuku rubbed the back of his head, and looked down at his desk. "It's just... Getting in has always been my dream, and I really think that my grades might be good enough!" Izuku looked back up at Bakugos face and saw a glare mean enough to kill.

"You're an idiot Deku. Your grades may be decent but that's not all that's needed to get into UA, you need personal connections, leadership ability, and the ability to look someone in the eye when applying. And we both know that you have none of those things Deku."

Izuku slunk back in his chair, because everything Bakugo has said was true, Izuku had no people skills or ability to stand out. He'd always been nervous around people and bad at making friends, especially when compared to Bakugo. He wished that he could tell Bakugo that he was wrong, that he had something that Bakugo never would that would give him an edge against all of the other applicants, but he couldn't. "Alright Kachan, you're right." He said, defeated.

One of the boys flanking Bakugo spoke up, "That's pathetic, I thought you'd have some fight in you." Izuku said nothing, not wanting to provoke Bakugo.

Bakugo walked towards the classroom door, before he left, he called back to Izuku, "Actually, if you want to get back into UA, maybe there is a way. Take a swan dive off the building, maybe you'll be someone worth a damn in your next life."

Izuku responded angrily, "You can't just-"

"What was that Deku?" Bakugo pounded his fist in his hand, glaring at Izuku.

"N-nothing Kachan"

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Izuku was aimlessly clicking the mouse on his computer while thinking to himself. You can't just tell people to kill themselves. What if I actually did it? What would he do then? A notification on his computer signaling a message from his friend Uraraka woke him from his moping. He clicked open his messaging system, they always changed every few years but the current trendy one was called Pesterchum. He saw his good friend Ochako Uraraka had messaged him, it was unfortunate she lived so far away, otherwise he may have had friends in his high school class.

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UO: Hey Deku! How was ur last day of school?

SF: It wasn't bad! I'm happy it's over though. Super excited/nervous to apply for UA

UO: Me 2!!!!!!! I hope we'll get in together!!!!!

UO: Hey! Iida will probably get in 2! Then we could all b in a class together!!!!!

SF: Haha hopefully! That's if I get in though : /

UO: Don't worry about it! Ur grades are amazing!!!!

SF: But I'm worried that won't be enough to get in, especially bc Kachans are better : (

UO: Whatevs, they r gonna let you in or I'm going to beat them all up myself!

SF: Haha glad I can count on you Ochako

UO: Hey! Did you get the new sylladex from UA?

Izuku had in fact gotten the new sylladex from UA, because as well as being the top college in the nation, they got to copyright anything their students make while at UA, making them ludicrously wealthy from all of the new inventions the brightest minds of the generation make. One of said inventions was the sylladex and the strife specibus. While Izuku had found both very intriguing he had managed to completely screw up both of them, rendering both mind blowing inventions useless to him.

SF: Yeah I got it.

UO: And? Is having a personal pocket dimension to store things in amazing or what????

SF: It's okay. The interface is so user unfriendly that whatever I put in there I'll likely never see it again! I've never seen something so amazing, but so completely useless.

UO: Whatever, Deku. At least you could get one. I'm going to have to save up for months to even get the lowest tier!

SF: Tell you what, you'll find it more useful than I ever will. Why don't I just send you mine?

UO: You'd do that??? Thank you so much omg omg omg

SF: No problem!

UO: What about the Strife Specibus? Think that's terrible too?

SF: No way! The strife specibus brilliant, and the potential uses of having an unlimited amount of weapons and ways to defend yourself on your person at all times are countless!

SF: But... I can't figure out how it's used...

Suddenly there was a loud explosion outside and Izukus room shook from the soundwave, knocking over his various action figures, including the ones on the shelf above him, showering him in action figures and various plastic figurines. Izuku groaned in frustration and slight pain. Those weren't cheap, and they weren't light either, as his now aching head could attest.

SF: That was crazy! I think smth just exploded outside my neighborhood! I'll be right back, I have to see what happened and make sure my mom is okay!

UO: OMG be safe!

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Izuku rushed down his stairs worried about his mother, and curious to find out what the heck was going on! Izuku didn't think the explosion was loud enough to be something massive like a bomb, but it definitely sounded close, which was worrying. Could a nearby gas station have blown up? He was eager to find out but first, he had to check on his mother. "Mom! What was that? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine honey! Just be careful, I think the explosion shook the painting above the st-" Izuku didn't hear the rest of his mother's warning before he smashed his head against the now low hanging steel frame of the painting above their stairwell.

"Izuku? Honey, what was that noise?" Izuku looked at the ceiling from the area on the ground where he suddenly found himself, which was funny, because he didn't remember falling over. He raised a hand and touched his forehead, which he was surprised to find was wet, and he was even more surprised to see blood on his hand when he raised it from his head. Izukus thought that it looked like quite a lot of blood.

Is that... blood? Izuku thought before he shut his eyes and passed out. Izuku figured he must've had brain damage, because he had no other way to explain the shiny gold version of his room that he woke up in.