He could hear the rain fall against the stained-glass windows, the sky looked foggier than usual. He sat in the hospital bed, staring out the doorway, waiting for his mom or Katsuki, or anyone to visit him really.

The room smelled like lemon-grass and rubber gloves, a weird combination, but not horrible. If you were in that hospital and looked into his room , you'd be able to see many things; you would see a boy, no younger than fourteen with dark green hair and forest green eyes, mindlessly staring back. You would see that same boy's eyes drip with tears because no-one has checked on him or visited for that matter. And then you would see him wipe those very tears and lay down back in the hospital bed, wishing for the pain to stop.

He doesn't remember much of what happened, really all he remembers is, trying to save his classmate Katsuki Bakugou from a villain. The villain had been cutting off his classmates' air supply, he would've died if he didn't do anything.

And what kind of hero would he be then?

He wouldn't be one, he would've watched his classmate and childhood friend die because the heroes didn't know what to do and because the number one hero was too busy worrying about himself. Which leads us to the current situation.

He has a severe brain injury, level three, along with multiple scratches and scrapes along his body.

His mother, nor his classmates, nor any heroes who were at the sight visited him. Of course his mother and classmates could just be busy, along with the heroes, however, he has been in the hospital for almost two weeks.

Sighing, the boy slowly drifts off to sleep, if he fell into a coma, it wasn't like anyone would care, right?

Right

The sun was shining through the once fogged up stained-glass windows, there were seemingly no clouds out and the sky was now a smooth blue color rather than the milky grey it had once been.

The green haired boy was staring wide-eyed out the window, not because he was scared or worried, more because he was surprised that he actually survived sleeping with a level three brain injury.

He snapped out of his stupor with a shake of his head, which did not help his injury in the slightest. That was when he realized that the U.A. exams were going to start in ten months. Sure, it took around only six months for people to recover from a level three brain injury, but could he? Could he even get ready for it? Could he even have a chance of getting into U.A.?

After all, Izuku Midoriya is quirkless. He has and always will be quirkless and that is the sad truth. He can remember on the day of the villain incident, he asked the number one hero if he could still be a hero, even without a quirk.

And his answer? His answer was no. The number one hero, All might, Izuku's idol said that he couldn't be a hero. And yet, Izuku still tried to save his classmate, why?

Because that is what a true hero does.

Of course, his classmate survived. That was what he was hoping for. But Izuku didn't get congratulated for helping, he didn't get praised, no his classmate did. Katsuki did. You know what Izuku got? He got scolded and sent to the hospital because his skull was cracked open.

Izuku was about to spiral into his thoughts until there was a weak sounding knock over near the door.

He looked over and felt his mouth drop open. Standing there, in all his glory was All Might, the number one hero and a small old woman in a nurses outfit.

"Hello there, young Midoriya…"

"Al-l Mi-ght…"

"Young Midoriya, I'd like you to meet U.A. High's nurse, Recovery Girl."

"Hello there Midoriya. You seem to have taken quite the injury I see.'

"...Ye-ah..."

Without warning the woman known as Recovery Girl walks over to Izuku and kisses his head, causing him to feel more drained than ever before. He can feel his eyes start to droop and his arms go limp. Before he passes out he can see All Might and Recovery girl smiling at him.

"You'll be better soon."

The stained glass windows were no longer there, nor were the white walls or lemon-grass and rubber glove smell. Instead, what he was met with was the strong scent of clorox wipes and light blue walls, along with regular looking windows instead of the colorful ones he once saw.

"Young Midoriya, you're awake. I have so much to tell you."

X

Izuku sat up with a jolt. The action somehow not hurting his head. He was no longer in the hospital, he was in what seemed to be a meeting room or a break room. In front of him was All Might, his smile ever-growing, making Izuku fill with unease.

"Young Midoriya! I'm glad you are awake because I have news for you!"

"Wha-t?"

"Be careful now, although the Recovery girl healed your brain injury, you will still have some side-effects!"

"W-HAT?"

All might told Izuku of Recovery girl's quirk and how although he no longer had the brain injury he still had brain damage that not even Recovery girl could fix meaning he would not always remember something or he'd have trouble talking.

Luckily, after around three months he'd be able to train for the exams coming up. Izuku thought even though All Might said he couldn't, he would change what it meant to be a hero. Looking up with a determined face, Izuku saw All Might's face into more of a grin and saw as he started speaking.

"And, I have something else to tell you. I am able to pass on my quirk and because I'm getting older, I've been searching for my successor, and thanks to you, I finally had the courage to find my successor."

Izuku's eyes widened. He did not know All Might's quirk could be passed on, and who was his successor? Could it be him? Could this be the chance he was looking for? Could he be a hero-

"My successor's name is Mirio. Mirio Togata."

What?

X

It went from raining, to the sun shining bright, to a full on storm for Izuku to realize he could never be a hero. He had been underestimated his entire life, yet he still hoped he could do something to help. He didn't want to be a detective or a police officer. He wanted to be a hero. A superhero.

Why did Katsuki have to get a powerful quirk? Why did he have to be born quirkless? Why? Why? Why? WHY?!

"I'm so sorry Izuku! I wish things were different!"

"Geez Izuku, you really can't do anything right, can you?"

"Look, you can read the last part of Izuku's name as Deku!"

"Deku. That must be what you call a helpless loser who's completely useless."

"DEKU! YOU'RE WORSE THAN THESE REJECTS!"

"If you think you'll have a quirk in the next life, go take a swan dive off the

roof!"

*drip*

*drip*

*drip*

"Young Midoriya! Why are you crying?"

"So...I...ca-nt b-e a...he-hero?"

"Oh dear, did you think I'd give the quirk to you?! You may have done something very courageous but you don't have the attributes that I need. I'm sorry to break it to you but, all you've got is an optimistic attitude and a smile."

"Ge-t o-ut…"

"...What was that Young Midoriya?"

"G-ET OU-T GO-D DAMN IT!"

All Might left with a grimace. Izuku was left in this break room with nothing more than his tears. He stood in the middle of the room until security led him outside and back to his house.

Without letting his mom greet him, he walked to his room and closed the door. Slumping onto his bed he could only think about heroes.

Why was I not gifted with a quirk?

Why did everyone else get one?

What makes them so special?

WHAT MAKES THEM SO IMPORTANT?

It was that night he decided something.

He would pass the U.A. exams, he would get into the hero course, and he would show All Might and Katsuki and his mom and the rest of the world how important he could be.

X

Katsuki didn't really know what to expect. On that day that his classmate and ex-friend had rushed in to save him from a villain even though his ex-friend was quirkless.

Katsuki stared out the foggy windows, he could hear the thunder fill the sky with loud claps. His bedroom smelled of honey and beeswax. The hard pitter-pattering of the rain hitting his windows like shards of pure glass.

It was days like these that he enjoyed the most, the days that were quiet, yet aggressive. No-one talking, just the sounds of nature sounding about.

It was on these days that he could reflect.

When a storm similar to today's formed after All Might stepped in and saved him from the sludge villain. When All Might stepped in only after his ex-friend stepped in to try and save him.

Although his ex-friend is kind of a problem because Katsuki hates him. When they were little, they were good friends. But as soon as Katsuki got his quirk, people praised him for it so much that his pride grew more and more. And the more people complimented and praised him the more Katsuki suffocated in his own ego.

And as soon as he learned that his ex-friend was quirkless, his ego and pride turned into a tornado. He bullied his ex-friend and gave him the name Deku because that's how useless Katsuki thinks he is.

But god forbid, his ex-friend be better than him. They both have the same dream and they both want to be the number one hero, but only one of them can be on top.

And Katsuki will be the one who wins, because he always comes out on top.

X

Izuku laid on his bed staring at the ceiling. His All Might posters staring and smiling in every direction. If he didn't know any better it almost seemed like they were mocking him. Izuku couldn't get those words out of his head.

"All you have is an optimistic attitude and a smile."

How could you say that to a fourteen year old? He knows he should be more mature and less selfish about this, but...he just had his dreams crushed by the one person who he thought would tell him differently than everyone else.

With a heavy breath, Izuku got up from his bed and very hesitantly, walked out of his room to greet his mom.

He saw his mom sitting at the dining room table, tea mug in hands. The room stunk of chamomile. His mother's eyes looked worn and red rimmed, her face looked skinnier as well as her body as if she hadn't been eating.

"...Mo-m?"

Izuku's mom looked up with tear filled and wide eyes, her mouth turning into a smile. She shot up from the table and hugged Izuku.

"Oh Izuku! I was so worried! I'm sorry I couldn't visit you! I just couldn't bring myself to see you in that state."

"I under-st-an-d don'-t worry ab-out it…"

"To celebrate you here, I made your favorite, Katsudon!"

"Th-anks mom…"

That night Izuku and his mom sat at the dinner table, trying their best to make small talk and make everything feel normal again. But Izuku knew that nothing would ever be the same.