"No. You can't be a hero without a quirk."
That was what All Might said before he left me on the rooftop. I walk to the railing, hop over it, holding onto the railing, my feet on the edge. The wind blows my hair as I look down, taking in the height of the building.
There's no point in living. I can't be a hero without a quirk. I should just listen to what Kacchan said, I think as I release my hands from the railing.
I start falling, the air rushing past me. No one will miss me when I'm gone. It's as if I'm falling in slow motion.
I close my eyes and it's as if my life flashes before my eyes. So, the thing about your life flashing before your eyes before you die, I guess it's true. Even though I'm falling to my death, I feel at peace.
I hit the ground and everything goes black.
