"Hitoshi! Come on! Let's go over to my dorm!" Midoriya grinned exitedly, "You did awesome! Even Aizawa said you'll be trasferred to the hero course next year!"

"You sure? I'm pretty sure that half of your class hates me, at the very least..." Shinsou rubbed the back of his head.

"Nonsense! After your performance today, I'm sure they've changed their mind!"

Shinsou just let Midoriya drag him by the arm to the 1-A dorms, and wondered just when had he gotten so comfortable around the smaller boy.

It started off after the Sports Festival, with Midoriya waiting outside his classroom one day. Shinsou didn't have any friends due to his quirk, but Midoriya just grabbed him by the arm, ignoring the taller boy's protests as he dragged him to the staff room, where Aizawa was waiting.

Midoriya had ended up excitedly telling him that he had talked to Aizawa, and thought that his quirk was awesome, but due to it not being a phsyical quirk, it was difficult to train, and that if he wanted to enter the hero course, he was going yo have to work on his physical strength instead of just relying on his quirk.

Shinsou's first response was to stare at Midoriya, then at Aizawa, then back at Midoriya, then back at the teacher, in utger confusion.

"Eh?" Was the first thing that came out of his mouth, and he had mentally slapped himself for making a fool our of himself in front of the boy who had defeated him and the hero he admired the most.

In the end, Midoriya had ended up helping Aizawa to train Shinsou, sparring with him, and letting him use his quirk on him with the only rules of not making him do anything too embarrassing.

The most embarrassing thing Shinsou made Midoriya do was to make him do a split, really. He was just really curious how flexible Midoriya was.

Midoriya had been really friendly with him during lunches, and even before lessons, but sometimes, his classmates, especially Ojiro, or Hagakure, would pull him away on the pretense of having something important to tell Midoriya.

Shinsou didn't mind. He knew they still thought of him as a villain, that his quirk was evil. He had managed to apologise to Shoda for brainwashing him, and the shorter boy, while still wary of him, didn't just glare at him and ignore him like most of 1-A did.

He had tried to seek Ojiro and Aoyoma out to apologise to them, but they just shoved past him, ignoring what he was trying to say, not even giving him a chance. He had tried to get to them through Midoriya's other classmates, not wanting to worry his green haired friend, but Yaoyorozu brushed him off. Todoroki didn't spare him a second glance.

Shoji walked past him like he didn't hear the purple haired teen calling for him.

Jiro ignored him.

Koda just gestured something that he couldn't understand before he scuttled away.

Mineta just ran away from him, yelling that he was a monster and a villain.

A villain.

It didn't matter. It still hurt, always being called a villain.

But Midoriya appreciated him, and Aizawa was willing to put up with him.

That was infinitely better than the past ten years of his life with no one at all.

Even when none of his teammates from neither 1-A nor 1-B were willing to talk to him during the trials, with Kirishima and Kaminari looking at him blankly, Asui pretending to not listen, and Koda ignoring him, and all the 1-B students save for Monoma just glancing past him like he didn't exist, it didn't matter to him.

"You were really awesome, Hitoshi! The way you just looped the capture weapon around Shishida was so cool!"

"You were there when I was practicing, Izuku."

"Hey, it's cooler watching you do it than being the one tangled in your mess of a weapon."

"Says the one breaking his bones left and right."

"Hitoshi! You know I don't do that anymore!"

Yeah. Finally having a friend was nice.

"Where did Midoriya go off to this time?" Asui asked.

"I think he went to talk to Shinsou." Uraraka replied.

"He is?" Ojiro stood up in alarm, "We need to get him back! Who knows what he's going to do to him!"

"Shinsou? With Midoriya?" Hagakure yelped, "This is bad! Todoroki, do you know where they are."

"No I don't." Todoroki shook his head.

"Metal can only get so hard, you know! While every time you get beat, you get tougher! Me and you, we got our own strengths!"

"Is that Tetsutetsu?" Midoriya asked.

"I think so." Shinsou replied, as he neatly placed his shoes in a corner.

"Dinner tonight is beef stew!" Iida yelled, as he quick walked throughout the dorms.

"Oh, nice. And 1-B is here too!"

"Midoriya, get away from him." Ojiro stood up from his seat on the sofa.

"Eh? Get away from who?" Midoriya cocked his head and asked.

"Step away from Shinsou. He's brainwashing you into being his friend. He's just trying to use you. I have no idea what Aizawa Sensei sees in him, but he's evil."

"Hitoshi isn't evil!" Midoriya protested, "Is this some kind of sick prank? Cause if it is, stop immediately."

"If you don't want me here... I'll just leave..." Shinsou backed away slowly, but Midoriya just grabbed his arm, "Hitoshi, you didn't do anything wrong!"

"Midoriya, please, he's brainwashing you to think he's nice." Ojiro pleaded, "I don't know how powerful it is now, but please get away from him. He's just a villain, no matter what he made you think."

Shinsou froze up.

Villain.

There was that word again. That word that hurt so much, that plagued him since his childhood.

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And suddenly, the entire living room felt like Todoroki had frozen the entire place in ice. All the conversations stopped as they turned to face the source of the pressure, the pressure that threatened to crush them all, as Bakugou promptly turned pale.

Shit.

"Say that, to my face, one more time. I dare you." Midoriya was emotionless. He looked at Ojiro, and Ojiro couldn't help but flinch back from the sheer pressure, anger, and who knew what other repressed emotions Midoriya was currently giving out.

Todoroki tensed up. This wasn't the kind, bubbly Midoriya that they all knew, the one that was happy, and cried a lot.

This Midoriya was ferocious, eyes sharp, like he was ready to kill.

"Izuku... it's fine. It's not like it's the first time I've been called a villain because of my quirk. I'll just leave. I'm clearly unwanted here."

Midoriya turned around and grabbed his arm.

"Just because you were called a villain a lot in the past doesn't make it right for them to call you one know when you literally haven't done anything wrong."

"Midoriya... please... he's brainwashing you to pity him! Stop -"

Aoyoma stopped talking when Midoriya glared at him.

"You said that you were freed from the effects of his quirk when someone bumped into you, didn't you, Ojiro-kun?"

He grabbed his left forearm, and powered up his quirk in his right hand.

Shinsou's eyes widened.

"Izuku, no! If you -"

SNAP!

Everyone stared at Midoriya as his left arm dangled uselessly, as tears threatened to escape from Midoriya's eyes. Shinsou wasn't sure if it was from his overflowing emotions or from the pain, but he had also been stunned into silence.

"There! Now do you believe me!? That I chose to stick with him of my own free will, and he didn't use his quirk?! Because if you're still not convinced I will break every single bone in my body to prove it!"

"Deku... what... why..." Uraraka gasped.

Tears rolled down the boy's cheeks as he yelled.

"Am I not allowed to help someone who is in the same position I was in!? Someone who's been put down by this messed up society for their quirk, of all things, instead of who he was!?"

Midoriya was crying as he took a breath.

Izuku, what are you talking about? You have a powerful quirk! Sure, it breaks your body but -

"Do you have any idea how many times I've been told to kill myself because I didn't even have a quirk!?"