Of course, Izuku and I still had the school year to finish off till we could actually go to UA. I was late the day that we got back to school. Though once I returned, I heard Bakugo and Izuku both got congratulations from the principal. I missed that, but at least some of my teachers congratulated me the day when I showed up. Classes were long and boring(as usual), but the only thing slightly different was Bakugo's rage-filled scowl on me and Izuku that he had on us all day. He was pissed figuring out we also made it to UA.

I told Izuku to walk home without me after school because I had to grab any work for the two classes I missed in the morning. For some reason, the teachers left me off the hook and told me it was ok, so I headed back out to catch up to Izuku. I trekked through the school halls as I found my way to the entrance, I then suddenly heard faint yelling from the side of the school. My curiosity took the better of me, and I tried to find where the yelling was. I was sort of worried someone might be getting into a fight, and I hate it when people get hurt so I just had to check just in case. But also, because I had a small hunch on who could possibly be yelling.

As I searched around to the side of the school building, I quickly found who was causing all the ruckus. I discovered Bakugo holding Izuku up against a wall from the collar of his shirt as he barked at him. Izuku's backpack and some of his belongings were scatted on the floor.

"What dirty tricks did you use to do it, you quirkless twerp?"

I was watching from behind a wall, making sure neither of them had seen me. I know I should stop him, but I kept quiet and hid even as I fought my urge to save him with my petrifying fear of getting hurt myself.

"How did you do it?! Plus, [Name] made it in too, which is impossible, they can't even use their quirk properly! I was supposed to be the first and only! You have ruined my grand plans, both of you have!"

I was suspecting that Bakugo was probably going to hit him so I half-stepped forward till I stopped once more as I heard Izuku respond.

"Well, Kacchan, not everything can go your way. You can't always get what you want. I got into UA, both me and [Name], fair and square."

Midoriya then gave Bakugo a very calm but creepy smile. Though his face tensed up showing his panic. However, the twitch of anger behind his eyes could not be missed. Even I noticed it from this distance. It made me feel uncomfortable as I shifted my legs a little. Something was very off with him.

Bakugo then dropped him, flinching away from him, causing Izuku to slide down the wall till he fell on the ground. Bakugo scoffed at Izuku's comment, but I could tell he also was unnerved by Izuku's smile and attitude. Bakugo then finally walked away.

I scurried out from my hiding spot, whilst Izuku was getting up. I walked over to him quickly, scanning him to see if he was injured.

"Izuku, are you ok? I'm sorry I didn't intervene earlier, I-"

He laid a finger over my mouth, making me abruptly go silent. That hidden anger in his eyes disappeared as I stared directly into his green pupils as his expression slowly became softer and less strained.

"Shhh...I'm fine, really, I am. Hopefully, Kacchan won't pull a stunt like that again."

Izuku put his finger down before he began picking his stuff back up and putting it into his lemony-colored backpack. I helped and assisted him till we both finally got all his possessions back into his school bag.

Soon after we then both continued to head home and once, we had to depart we said our goodbyes and I was alone again, with my thoughts, walking down the sidewalk. Reflecting on the earlier event.

The way Izuku acted made me feel uneasy, he seemed almost scary. Nevertheless, he was my friend so I knew he wouldn't hurt me. But the way he just switched suddenly kinda freaked me out. Maybe he was just trying to act confident and made it creepy. Yeah... Hopefully, that was what it was.

Hopefully at UA school life will be better, for both of us.

It was the day right before the first day of UA. Izuku texted me that afternoon, asking to meet up at a cafe as he sent me the location. I replied saying I would be there shortly. I quickly grabbed my phone and slipped it into my hoodie pocket, put on my shoes, and headed out.

After a couple of minutes of running, I (kinda) made it on time. I noticed Izuku leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed, looking up at the sky. I went up to him, and soon after saying "Hi" to each other we went inside the cafe, got some drinks, and then went on a small stroll around the city.

"I want to show you something once we finish our drinks. Are you fine with that, [Name]?"

"Yeah, of course, Izuku."

Once we finished our drinks, we threw them away, and Izuku then started to lead me to where he wanted to go. Soon after 10 or so minutes, we stopped in front of an abandoned office building.

Izuku said he wanted to show me something at the very top. The building wasn't all that big as it was only around five stories tall. Even so, I could tell getting up the stairs would be a hassle.

"Izuku, are you sure this is a good idea? It could be unstable."

"Don't worry, I've been here before, it's perfectly stable."

I trusted him. We started walking into the abandoned office building, going up the long narrow stairs. The inside of the building seemed pretty stable, besides the millions of bugs and cobwebs that were in the staircase. As we hiked our way from floor to floor, I couldn't help but glance through the small windows of the doors that opened to the levels as I spotted some office desks and chairs in the corners of seemingly empty office rooms along with the broken glass from the windows on the walls. Some of the walls on floors even had rotting holes making little windows to see outside. The place was abandoned and not just that but there were no squatters here, which relieved me.

Once we made it to the top, Izuku opened the door to the rooftop and we both got hit by a big gust of wind that blew in our faces as I shivered shortly to the sudden bitter cold. We continued walking out into the rooftop. Izuku quickly paced towards the edge of it, as I trailed behind him. He set his hands on the cement rail guard along the edge of it. I stood centimeters/inches from the edge of the cement rail guard, too afraid at the thought of falling off the building. The chilling wind, with the city noise in the background, made this seem...different. I had a feeling of comfort.

"I'm sorry if I've been acting weird. I could tell that you noticed a while back. So, sorry for worrying you if I have."

"Oh, yeah. No need to be sorry, you're fine, didn't mind me that much. You just seemed...different."

"Yeah..."

Izuku then looked down at the dark, empty alleyway beneath us bringing a neutral expression to his face.

"Has Kacchan done anything to you, since we've been accepted to UA?"

I shook my head whilst answering his question.

"No, he hasn't done anything except give me weird glares. Nothing else."

"You're lying."

I harshly turned my head to the left to face him as I raised an eyebrow, confused by his sudden accusation.

"What? No, I'm not."

Izuku rotated his head as he turned his body towards me. He deadeye stared at me, waiting for me to say something. Once he realized I wasn't going to say anything he forcibly grabbed my left wrist, pulling my sleeve up my arm. There laid a burnt mark along my wrist. Izuku pointed at my burnt mark keeping his deadeye, blank stare at me.

"He did this to you didn't he?"

He let go of my wrist as I pulled my arm back and put my sleeve back over my arm feeling ashamed that he was able to notice it. I stood there in silence knowing I couldn't keep the truth from him. I felt somewhat angered that he had done that so suddenly.

"Yes, but it doesn't matter. It doesn't even hurt that much anymore. Plus, it was a while ago. I almost forgot about it."

"But he still did that to you. How?"

I took a step forward, getting closer to the edge. I then put my hands on the cement rail guard, leaning forward, overlooking the empty alleyway. I could feel my mood go low as I spoke quieter.

"...He grabbed my wrist and started using his quirk causing his explosions to burn my skin. He told me I was going to lose control of my quirk and that I was going to hurt someone again if I became a hero. He told me UA doesn't accept people with busted quirks."

It was silent. I kept looking down at the alleyway till Izuku finally spoke. His tone seemed more uplifting now having switched from his stern voice from earlier.

"I don't think your quirk is busted. It's not even broken. You just need time to learn how to control it."

I then heard Izuku mumble the words "same with mine", but I must've heard him wrong because that wouldn't make any sense.

Suddenly his tone became rigorous and tense once more. Making the atmosphere almost go arctic cold.

"This society is corrupted."

I then turned my head to Izuku, surprised by what he said. I then noticed he was now sitting on the cement rail guard, with his one leg hanging off the edge of the building. But Izuku seemed calm, not even bothered by how high we were. He was looking up at the sky whilst continuing his statement.

"Society looks at people and judges them off of one thing. Your quirk. Your strength is determined by your quirk. Those who are quirkless are seen as the lowest of the low, telling them they can't amount to anything. Being a hero means you need to have a quirk, no exceptions."

I couldn't help but nod, he wasn't exactly wrong even if it was a horrible outcome.

"But then when people like you have a quirk that you can't control or it's too powerful for you to handle you are also seen as something different. They will call you weak, and a mistake, or even say you're broken and that you need fixing."

Izuku's last sentence made me flinch slightly. It reminded me of when I was a kid, and my dad said that I needed to be fixed because my quirk was broken and out of control. I was 10 when he told me to hide my quirk from people. I got mad and activated my quirk accidentally out of anger, causing me to hit him in the head. He was in a coma for around 2 weeks, and that was when I decided to never use my quirk again. I was afraid of hurting people. My dad's been ignoring me since. He seems almost afraid of me. But even then, I don't hate him. As Midoriya said, this society is corrupted, like an infection that can spread to people. Though it's kinda out of pocket and weird for him to say something like that.

It was quiet for a while. But it wasn't awkward, but peaceful. It felt like I was actually free from everything. Away from people's judgment. Away from everyone. I liked it with just him and me.

After a couple of minutes in our tranquil silence, it was starting to get late as we both noticed the sun preparing to set. We made our way back down to the surface ground, feeling a bit different than when first walking up.

As we trudged back to our homes, Izuku officially broke our quietness as we continued walking.

"...Are you happy to go to UA?"

I thought for a second before answering his question.

"Well, I only really did the entrance exam because you were doing it. I never thought I could pass. However, I did want to pass it though, but I'm not sure why. Maybe I wanted to feel wanted? Then when I found out I did make it in, I was surprised and thought that maybe I had a shot at becoming a hero. But what actually made me accept that maybe being a hero wouldn't be so bad was when I found out I saved this lady during the entrance exam. I saved someone instead of harming them. Which I guess gave me some courage and determination to continue training to become a hero. Reminded me of when I was a kid and we both would goof around about becoming pros. Maybe I might be coming back to that dream. Does that make any sense?"

"Yeah, that makes sense. Do you think UA could help you control and use your quirk better?"

"...I hope so. Or else they might kick me out when they find out they can't fix me, heh."

"You don't need fixing. You know that right?"

I nodded slowly, agreeing, even though it felt half-honest. I still have this ideation that I need fixing, sometimes I wish it would just disappear. It was troublesome but mildly manageable. However, it was partially the cause of why I suck so much at using my quirk. If only my parents had signed me up for quirk counseling instead of fighting over what to do with me.

We soon finally parted ways, and once I made it to my home I headed straight to my room. I was exhausted, so I quickly packed my school bag, plugged in my phone, laid out my UA uniform, and went to sleep. Trying my best to forget all the occurrences that happened today to leave room for the overwhelming anxiety I'll feel tomorrow.