I have been away from this site (and numerous others) for quite some time now and I've had ideas in my head and I just CAN'T get rid of somehow. This is one of them. Honestly, I've had a different idea for this one. It was supposed to be a darker story with a whole lot of death and manipulation and more but I've been (suspiciously) happy and hopeful these past few days. I might make it darker though. Who knows.

Apologies! this is my first time writing for this fandom as I've always been inside the KHR hellhole and it has been empty these past few months. I presume its dead but there are fanfics that are being updated up until today so i don't know about that. There might be inconsistencies here and there but I will try and fix it (if I don't get hit by the Big Sad during winter holidays or whenever really) as fast as I can.

You know what's yummy? Cannon deviation.

For as long as Izuku could remember, he had a cousin older than him that would always play with him whenever she stopped by. He never really remembers her name, but he could remember her wide green eyes and booming laughter. Well, not as booming as All Might's but loud enough to make the neighbors complain. It has been years since he last saw her, and he often finds himself wondering where she could be right now. He asked his mom numerous times, but she would always tell him that she's busy or that her family moved to a different country and wouldn't be back in a while or that her family moved to a different prefecture. It would always change, and he thought it was fishy but hey, he couldn't complain. His dad, for example, is working overseas but no other information was ever disclosed. He's used to it, really. All Izuku could do was wait for the yearly package his older cousin would send yearly on his birthday. This year however, felt a little bit off. He couldn't explain but his gut is telling otherwise.

It was probably the huge box's fault. It was huge and daunting. Sure, there was a cute ribbon (green, of course) with glitters (apparently, his cousin has a weird obsession with glitters) on top and it was wrapped nicely but something felt off with the box in front of him.

'open it, Izu-kun!'

His mom urged him, nudging him closer to the box.

here comes nothing, I guess.

He thought as he pulled the ribbon. The whole thing fell apart and-

POOF!

'Happy Birthday, Baby Greenie!'

There was colored smoke and confetti everywhere in the small living room and in the middle of it all, was his cousin, posing ridiculously with three other teens, who each had varying expressions from 'I'm so into this it's criminal' to 'if this continues for at least another five minutes, I will shank someone'. Izuku teared up before bawling in happiness.

It was just another day for Izuku. People at his school giving him a hard time for being quirkless, teachers doing nothing about it, and him fishing out his notebook. It was a typical day for him, the local Quirkless Wonder.

'I'm home.'

He greeted as he shuffled inside, removing his shoes and changing for his indoor slippers.

'Welcome back!'

His mom greeted, smiling oh so sweetly to him while she busies herself in the kitchen, no doubt making some snacks.

'Yo, Baby Greenie!'

His loud cousin greeted, waving as she tossed a dice on the board. The three other teens greeted him some more deadpan than the other. Izuku beamed as he sat beside his cousin, observing the game the four college students are playing.

It has now been weeks since his cousin popped out of the giant gift with her three other friends and now, the three other teens are regular visitors in their home. They rented a nearby apartment for 'easy access' (whatever that meant) as for his cousin, she has been staying with him and his mom in their little home and had insisted that she would help with expenses as compensation. His mom told her that it was fine and she's family, but his cousin insisted and now, they had more money for splurges here and there. That also meant more notebooks and other All Might merchandise for Izuku.

His mysterious cousins apparently have a name. Midorima Inori. Inori was (and still is) mysterious. According to the conversations he overheard both between her friends and his mom, she was from a private and very high society school and now attends a prestigious university in Tokyo. She also has various awards shoved at the back of her closet (he helped her unpack and saw her manhandled the golden trophies) ranging from spelling bees to gymnastics and ballet but he never saw her in action. He would always come home to her sitting in the living room, entertaining her friends and his mom with her grandiose stories and quips that made those who heard them laugh. Sometimes, she would go out and visit the market with his mom, other times, she would entertain him with ideas about anything. It all seemed random, but it would always click in his mind like a puzzle that was completed. It was about his observation book. Weaknesses, strengths, how to subdue, and how to enhance. Sometimes, when its early and she's bored, she would drag him and teach him some moves she learned from her uncles from her father's side. Most of them were self-defense. Others were practical skills. Like that one time she taught him how to make makeshift weapons using anything they could get their hands on. It was fun and practical for him, the local Quirkless Wonder.

But that had him thinking. What is his cousin's quirk?

It's a bit short than what I usually make, not gonna lie. I might put recaps on quirks(both abilities and habits) and whatever here someday.

Godspeed y'all.