The sound of the cafeteria was blaring at this hour. Groups of teens came and went, loudly chatting amongst each other, mostly about their days so far. Chewing, spitting, shouting...it was almost agonizing for her even with her headphones in.

Staring down at her food Kyouka Jirou stabbed at it with a fork, the sound of her favorite band Deep Dope blasting in her ears in an attempt to silence all of the noise. Lifting some of the food into her mouth she chewed it with a grimace.

Guess this is what I get for forgetting my lunch. Crappy cafeteria food and hurting eardrums.

In the corner of her eye she saw him. Smiling a little as she saw a big bush of green hair walk past. She could recognize that hair anywhere.

Raising a hand she waved it in an attempt to get his attention. "Yo Green, over here."

He luckily saw her, turning to look towards her with a smile before heading over to where she sat. Plopping a brown bag onto the table, he slung his backpack off before sitting down next to her.

"M-morning Jirou."

"Hey Green, weird of you to be here in the cafeteria. You usually steer clear of this place."

Letting out a nervous laugh he rubbed at his neck. "I-I could say the same about you. You h-hate it over here."

She gave a nod, stabbing at her food again with a fork. She had to give him that...she does hate it over here. If she could she'd just take the cafeteria food elsewhere she would, but the school has a weird rule on leaving with food trays. Something about being low on the amount of trays and not having enough money for more. A rule that was probably made because someone had to ruin it...

Mumbling through her food her eyes looked over the room. "I woke up late again and forgot to grab my lunch so I'm stuck eating cafeteria food."

"O-oh I'm sorry...that doesn't sound the best."

"Its not, but eh what can you do? Things happen." Shrugging she looked over to him. Watching him open his bag to fish out some sandwiches. She knows she already asked and he deflected the question but she was feeling nosey today. "Why are you here? You usually never come over this way."

She wasn't sure at first if he even heard her or that he was just ignoring what she said again but after taking a bite of his sandwich and chewing slowly he swallowed. His eyes looking across the cafeteria.

His voice was quiet next to her, just enough for her to hear. "T-they found my last hiding spot."

Ah. Right.

Staring down at her food she stabbed into it again, less because she wanted to take a bite of the bland tasting food and more because she just felt like stabbing something right now. Frowning she watched as some of the grease pooled in the corner of the tray.

It had been a few months since Green used his quirk to help her out and during that time she realized that her and Green were kind of in the same boat. Both weirdos and outcast of the school. They were ignored for the most part. Sure there were the outliers, like the group of mean girls that constantly looked for ways to mess with her...or the group of boys that liked to play keep away with Green's backpack. But for the most part it was never physical, just passive aggressive.

That's probably why they've been allowed to get away with it until now. A lot of he said she said nonsense.

Popping another bit of food into her mouth she tilted her head as she chewed. Over the last few months her and Green have become...well not exactly friends. Acquaintances perhaps? No not that either. Maybe more like partners in this hell hole. Better to have one person have your back then no one at all.

Looking over to him he ate in silence. Every once in a while someone would walk by with a physical quirk and his head would snap up, his green eyes sparkling as he watched them. Chuckling softly she smiled.

God he's such a dork.

It had gotten to a point where the surrounding noise had started to get to her, she needed to quiet the sound with a conversation or something. Take her mind off of it.

"What's your deal anyway?"

He flinched at the sound of her voice, looking over to her with an embarrassed gaze before looking at the ground almost ashamed of his actions. "I-I'm sorry, I don't mean to stare...I just really like quirks."

"Not that. You moved here in the middle of the school year. What did you do? Did you hurt someone or something?"

She of course knew that wasn't the case, there was no way this sweet gentle nerd could be the aggressor. Even though he had gotten slightly taller over the time he's been here he didn't seem the type. Still, the look he gave her when she asked that was pretty funny, his eyes shooting open like she just asked if he killed his dog.

"O-of course not!" He blushed a little at his outburst, looking around the room to make sure no one was staring. Sighing he stared down at his sandwich, turning it a little in his hand. "Did you hear about Aldera?"

She blinked a few times, the pieces coming together before her eyes.

"Yeah I heard about Aldera. My parent's said a kid was ostracized by the entire school. The bullying had gotten so bad that his mom found out and when she did she hired an investigator to check out the school. Word was that not only did some of the teachers know about the bullying but they even participated in it. The mother ended up suing them into the ground when she found out." The entire time she was talking she noticed that Green was shrinking within himself, like a turtle hiding within its shell. Still she continued on. "My mom said a good chunk of teachers were arrested when they found books preaching the word of the Meta Liberation Army. That they were applying the teachings to the children without the parent's consent and even allowing quirk use within the school grounds."

Nodding he closed his eyes. "I h-hadn't heard of that last part but the rest of it is true..."

"No kidding. So that makes you the kid huh?"

A small snort of a laugh escaped his mouth. "Yes, that makes me "the kid."

Letting out a hum she nodded to herself, the conversation dying down after that. Her jacks wiggled picking something up in the crowd, looking up her eyebrow furrowed when she saw the blonde hair of her bully whispering amongst a group of her friends. They were...too far away. She couldn't make out what they were saying but she's sure it wasn't good.

What the hell are they planning now?

Jirou was so busy trying to hear what her bullies were saying that she was not aware that Midoriya turned to watch her. His gaze flickering to the group and then back to her.

It was her turn to jump a little when he spoke. "I-I've been meaning to ask...why does Chang have such a hate boner for you?"

She held back a laugh, her eyes not leaving the preppy group of girls. Instead she snorting a little at the comment. "A "hate boner" huh? I didn't know you knew what that was."

"...Kendo really likes to say that."

He waited for a response from her, being patient like he usually was...her jacks wiggled in frustration. "She tried to be my friend a long time ago because she heard about my quirk. Offered me a spot in her click. I don't like the idea of giving people's secrets away so I turned her down. She didn't take that well and she has devoted to ruining my life ever since."

He blinked a few times at her. "T-that's it? You turned her down and she got mad? I thought there was more b-bad blood between you two then just that."

Rolling her eyes she leaned back a little. "Yeah well...popular people usually have big egos. In my experience if things don't go their way they tend to panic and go in the other direction. "

There was a pause before Midoriya started to mutter to himself, the noise gradually starting to get louder and faster. Pulling her gaze away from where she was staring she turned to watch Midoriya. He was looking at the ground in thought, his mouth moving a mile a minute.

"I never considered ego before, perhaps if I use that to my advantage I can finally get in...he usually leads with his..."

The muttering got faster and faster until she could no longer understand what he was saying. An uncomfortable feeling ran down her spin as she watched him, a cold clammy sensation that held on and refused to let go.

"Eww listen to that weirdo"

Her head snapped towards the person who said that, a frown tugging at her lip more. She heard another voice from the other side followed by laughter.

"God he's so creepy...I can't believe he's actually sitting with someone."

"Oh you don't know? That Kyouka Jirou, trust me she's just as big a creeper as him."

"Aww there's someone for everyone I guess hahaha"

Her heart rate spiked and her hands clenched. Don't let them get to you. They are just words.

"I heard that the Midoriya kid keeps weird little journals of people."

"No way really?"

"That's probably why he's talking to Jirou, to get more info on people."

Closing her eyes she could feel tears start to form, the conversation spiraling around them as more and more people joined in. The echoed laughter of people could be heard around her, her head lowering as the noise started to build. Noise blurring and distorting into a cacophony of sound that started to sound more like white noise then words. A tear ran down her face, her hands shaking.

With a sudden slam the noise in the room died out. All eyes were on her, not even trying to hide the wide eyed stares. Jirou's shaking hands held the tray of food in her hands, raising it into the air she slammed it against the table again. Her food went everywhere, splattering against the ground in brown splotches. Raising it into the air she brought it down onto the table again. A bizarre sound of plastic on wood filled the air over and over until the tray was a bent mangled mess. Tossing it aside she glared up at everyone's startled expressions.

Throat raw she channeled all of her rage and screamed.

"EVERYONE JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Tossing the tray aside she stomped out of the cafeteria, kicking a trash can on the way out, a wave of trash spilling out across the stained checkered floor.

Midoriya went to go chase after her but hesitated. He was part of the reason she reacted the way she did...it would probably be best if he let her cool off.

She was unsure how long she had been running. She just started to run, the frustration of the last few days giving way to so much energy and anger.

Why can't she just be normal?

Her legs hurt, her lungs burned. Stopping in an alley near the back of the school she bent down to pant, her fingers digging into her dress uniform in frustration.

Fuck.

She tried to calm her racing heart, her eyes closing before a fresh wave of anger hit her and she spun around to kick a nearby trashcan. A loud metal clanging sound echoing through the empty alley followed by a sharp pain in her leg. Raising a hand she punched the concrete wall, the pain in her knuckles feeling like nothing at the moment. She could feel a fresh wave of tears fighting to appear onto her face, squeezing her eyes closed she slide a hand down along her hair. Bending her knees Kyouka crouched down trying to stifle her breathing.

I cant believe I just made myself look like an idiot infront of all of those people AGAIN.

Her jacks wiggled, the sound of footsteps. Getting up quickly she spun towards the noise, her bleeding fist clenched at her side. She hoped that it wasn't the mean girls who followed her, she's not sure if she could take passive aggressive comments right now... but another part of her hoped it WAS them. She could really use something to hit right now that won't mess up her knuckles. Raising her injured fist her nails dug into her palms, her jacks wiggling to and fro like snakes poised to strike. She imagined the blonde hair of Chang walking around the corner with her lackies. She imagined grabbing her by the hair and ripping her poorly done hair dye by the roots. She imagined alot of things, she was so ready to tear a bitch a new hole. But she paused when that's not who she saw.

Standing before her was a lithe lanky girl with her black hair tied into two buns. She looked like her senior, older then her by a year at least. Standing at what had to be six foot she was wearing the same uniform as her only it was changed, adorned with buttons and ripped at places. She wasn't wearing the tie, instead the uniform was opened up revealing a white tank top underneath. On both wrist she had black spiked bands that trailed down to long nail like claws that were painted black. The girl stood out like a sore thumb amongst the other people she's known at school but the most striking thing was her bright yellow eyes with a slit going through them and smooth black cat like ears.

As she looked the girl over she remembered hearing a term her dad told her about someone like this once...a yankii. Troublemakers and delinquents that liked to skip school and do god knows what in their free time.

When the girl spoke she had a teasing air about her, her voice soft and soothing. "Hey. You're Kyouka right?"

"Who want's to know?" She fired back a little to fast.

The girl giggled, placing a hand on her hip as she walked closer. "I do."

"And you are? You know my name, it's a little rude to not tell me yours."

"Oh yes. Heaven forbid I be rude" She let out a laugh, walking around Kyouka slowly, her yellow eyes shining slightly in the dark alley. "The names Mari, Mari Yoshimura."

Turning her head only a little she was sure to not take her eyes off of the girl. The way she slinked around in a circle made Kyouka feeling more like prey then anything right now. "Well Yoshimura...what do you want?"

She giggled again, raising a hand to her mouth to hide her smile.

"Now who's being rude? What makes you think I want something?" When Kyouka didn't respond she continued on. "I saw what you did in the cafeteria today and dare I say I liked what I saw. You could really kick ass girl. So I came here to offer you an invitation."

That made her raise an eyebrow at her. "An invitation?"

"Yes. An offer to join our little group. You don't have to take it right away of course. Join us for a few hangs out, if we click you can join us whenever you like." She purred.

This, this was too good to be true. Someone actually wanted to spend time with her that didn't want to use her for something?

"I...I don't know. Sounds kind of shady."

She laughed. "Not my fault you ran right into an alley after freaking out instead of somewhere normal like a school hallway." Turning her back to Kyouka as she walked out of the alley, she could see a long black cat's tail sticking out of the back of her dress, slowly swaying side to side. "We won't force you, just think on it. Meet us here the same time in a few days if you want to have some fun."

The last thing she heard was another giggle before Kyouka was left alone yet again.

Letting out a shaky breath Izuku closed his eyes before opening them again, turning to face his opponent of the day. An opponent he has known too well for the last eight months.

Okawa Kazuki stood before him with a smug expression on his face. An expression that told Izuku that he already believed that he had won, even though neither of them have thrown a punch yet. They both took steps forward and met each other in the middle of the ring, the shouts of his class mates can be heard as they made their way past.

"Kick his ass Midoriya!"

Smiling at the sound of Kendo's voice overpowering the others he could not help but chuckle. She's always so loud.

Taking hold of Kazuki's hand as customary he shook it. A little sportsman ship didn't hurt anybody. Leaning in Kazuki spoke only loud enough for him to hear.

"How many times have we done this Midoriya?"

"H-half a dozen at least."

"And how many times have you won?"

Midoriya frowned at that, was Kazuki trying to make him quit? Hesitating for a second he finally answered sharply. "None."

"That's right. None." He chuckled, flashing him his perfect smile. "Let the record show you have not landed a clean hit on me the entire time we have spared. I've been doing this a long time Midoriya. I know when someone has it...and when someone doesn't. You clearly don't have it."

"We'll see about that, I wouldn't count your win just yet." His response startled even him, not a stutter in sight. Turning he made his way back to his corner, not noticing Kazuki's shoulders tighten.

Limping forward on his cane Dai Kendo stood between them, slamming the bottom of his cane against the ground to silence the room with a loud crack.

Dai waited a second for the noise to die down before speaking. "We all know the rules by now. No hitting above the shoulders or below the belt. Only clean hits count, after every clean hit we come back here to center and reset. First to three hits is the winner. Does everyone understand?"

Midoriya and Kazuki both shouted at the same time like a well oiled machine, as they were trained to. "HAI!"

"Good." Nodding Dai raised his hand in the air, both of them getting down into their fighting stances.

"Begin." Chopping his arm down Dai took some steps back.

Getting low with his arms up in a defensive stance Izuku took in Okawa Kazuki, trying to get a read on any opening, slowly moving in a circle to not be in a single spot for long.

Kazuki had the advantage over him due to his size and weight, he could easily over power me in a straight on fight.

The memory of the last few sparing matches being a painful reminder of that.

He also had more experience then him, with his amount of knowledge he'll probably stay back and counter whatever I try to throw at him...

Almost like he could read Midoriya's mind Kazuki advanced with a blinding speed throwing a punch that Midoriya quickly countered, barely having enough time to block a second strike. Ducking under a third Kazuki did a quick turn, driving his foot into Midoriya's gut, forcing him to skid across the matt. A chorus of ooos could be heard to his left.

Or he'll just rush me like a mad man.

Rubbing at his side Midoriya frowned at how hard that blow was. Any harder then that and he might've cracked a rib.

"Point Kazuki."

Meeting back to center he noticed Kazuki give him a cocky smirk.

"Begin."

Kazuki rushed him again with the intent to strike him down quickly but this time he was ready, taking some steps back to avoid incoming blows, he blocked a fast moving kick from below. Stepping to the side Izuku swung an elbow out, barely grazing Kazuki, making him take a step back to avoid the blow. That made him back off for now allowing Izuku to take some steps back as well in an attempt to gain more space between them. The older boy letting out a frustrated growl that did not go unnoticed by Midoriya.

For some reason Kazuki is being impatient today. I just need to drag the match out, the longer it goes on the more mistakes he'll make.

This time he advanced a little more cautiously but Izuku could tell that he wanted to be aggressive. He clearly was feeling impatient for a win. Sure enough he rushed again, feinting with his right arm before lunging forward for a low grab in an attempt to knock him to the ground. Side stepping that Izuku did a quick jab to the abdomen, making his body twist from the blow.

"Point Midoriya."

"FUCK YEAH IZUKU!"

He couldn't help but blush at how into this Kendo was...let alone how she used his first name. That was something he was going to unpack later. Probably...maybe not.

Meeting back to center Kazuki looked furious. That was the first time he has ever landed a hit on him after all. Hopefully that agitated him enough to make more mistakes.

"Begin."

Sure enough his opponent let out a furious shout before rushing him, all strategy forgotten in favor of pure brute strength. Raising both of his arms he brought them down on Izuku's guard with double hammer fist, making his guard crumble. Side stepping a punch that was clearly aimed for his head Izuku threw out a kick forcing him back a step. Izuku kept his advance throwing out a faint which, in his furious brain, Kazuki fell for leaving an opening in his defense. A blow to his other shoulder making him twist before another landed clean on his stomach.

"Point Midoriya."

Smiling Midoriya let out a small chuckle, unable to stop himself from feel a little happy at his progress. He was doing it, after so long of practicing, so many hours spent alone in the dojo, he was finally getting somewhere in his training. Sure his opponent was acting a little unhinged and not being his best right now but he'll take it at this point.

Meeting back to center he could see emotions flicker across the face of his opponent before he took a deep breath. Getting down into his fighting stance.

"Begin."

Kazuki advanced again, trying a different strategy this time. A high kick made Izuku duck under his legs, Kazuki pivoting before lunging forward with an elbow making Izuku jump back. Like a mouse that just fell into the den of a snake Kazuki kept his advantage, throwing out a quick jab forcing Izuku to block before taking a step forward, loading his shoulder and following up with a spear jab. Surprised by the strength of the blow Izuku was forced to lean back leaving him open for a clear gut punch. A sharp pain rocked his body making him bend over from the force of the strike. Izuku coughed, his vision shifting for a second.

Kazuki is really trying to hurt me isn't he.

"Point Kazuki." Turning towards his opponent Dai looked over Kazuki with a harsh glare. "Another hit like that and you are out. This isn't a blood sport."

Bristling a little Kazuki shot back indignantly "What!? That move was completely legal! You have to be joking me! Has your eyesight gone bad over the years old man!?"

The argument faded into the background as Izuku gripped the matt, blinking a few times to will the tears away. Unable to stop a few drops from hitting the ground next to him. This wasn't the first time he's been hit like this but he has to admit it's been a while. He thought of the beatings Kacchan and his goons used to give him...it was almost nostalgic. Pausing at the thought he shook his head.

There's no way that's a healthy thought process...

Looking up he turned to see Kendo watching on worried, she looked half tempted to run in. One of the other students was holding her by her tense shoulders in case she tried to start something. Their eyes met and he raised a hand to give her an encouraging thumbs up, it didn't seem to ease her mind at all but he tried at least. Getting up he groaned, patting himself off.

If you asked Midoriya why he was going to learn martial arts at the beginning he most likely would have told you for self defense. He was beat up so much at his old school he needed to learn to defend himself. Being weak was an idea that was drilled into his mind for a long time. When everyone tells you that you are weak, the same way you would say "the sky is blue" at a certain point you start to believe them. Now however, if you asked him why he was learning martial arts Midoriya would probably give you a different answer. He always dreamed of being a hero, of saving the day with a smile on his face. It was his only dream really...It's only now however did he realize what that truly meant. Dreams are a wonderful thing but if you don't move towards the dream then it only stays the same length out of reach. His dream felt so far away that it felt almost impossible, so he didn't even try. Izuku realized that right now the only thing he could do is try. The best he could do was to be better then the day before.

Kazuki and Dai had stopped arguing now. Silencing the anxious voices nipping in the back of his mind he closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath. His bright green eyes flickering open with an extra green shine, a single ember coming from his mouth.

Years from now the people who were at that dojo would say that THAT was the moment where they watched Izuku Midoriya truly start on his journey.

"Begin."

Rushing forward Izuku took the offensive. Surprised to see the shy Izuku push so hard Kazuki swung a wild haymaker. Blocking it with his forearm Izuku parried it aside before lunging in with a twisting strike. Eyes widening Kazuki had to duck under the strike else it hit him right between the eyes, just in time for a second strike to come his way. Blocking the second strike Kazuki took a step back on the defensive, trying to find an opening as he blocked a few more strikes. This was so foreign for Kazuki, having to fight to survive an assault of punches. Izuku lunged forward with an elbow to the gut but Kazuki blocked it with both of his arms, exactly what Izuku was waiting for. With intense speed Izuku reached forward and took hold of the opening in his gi, sliding his leg behind Kazuki's and pivoting to knock him off of his feet. In one second the big teen was on his feet and only a second later other both of his feet were no longer on the ground. Slamming against the padded floor Kazuki was forced to stare up at the ceiling, unable to do anything but watch as Izuku raised a fist and hit him clean in the chest.

"Match Point Midoriya."

He did it? He did it!

Sitting up a big grin spread across his face, hopping to his feet he raised his fist into the air only to practically get knocked off of them again when Kendo crashed into him.

Pulling him into a bone cracking hug she grinned from ear to ear, shaking him a little like a rag doll. Almost like SHE was the one who just won. "You did it! I can't believe you pulled it off! That was incredible Midoriya! You're incredible!"

"I er you. I...T-thanks." It was hard to...words. His face was bright red, his arms hovering in the air because he was unsure where it was ok to touch. She had lifted him into the air, shaking him from side to side. After a few minutes of being unable to pry himself free from her he accepted his fate, hiding his burning face into her shoulder.

Getting up quickly Okawa Kazuki turned towards the two of them, a furious look spreading across his face. He watched as Kendo and the rest of the class congratulated the fucking nerd. He growled, his fingers digging into the matt.

This was impossible. There's no way he was just beaten by such a weak little freak. He must've cheated somehow.

Midoriya was smiling as Kendo clung to him, singing his praises like he actually fucking did something.

Was no one going to stop this?

Turning towards the ref old man Dai was watching them with a small upturn of his lip.

Oh. I see now. The freaking nerd had tricked master Dai as well. He had managed to trick them all...I'll show them who's the real winner here.

Getting up quickly Kazuki lunged at them, gaining ground between them quickly. His eyes wide and snarling like a wild animal, his fist clenched. I'll show you to make a fool out of me.

They both still had their backs to him, completely unaware of his presence. Raising a fist she shifted his weight, putting all of his strength into a fist aimed across the back of the nerds head.

CRACK

Sharp pain ran down his arm, his fist being knocked aside by old man Dai. Dipping forward Dai thrust an open palm into his chest, knocking him back a foot with the force. Skidding across the ground he placed a hand on his chest with a growl. That was the hardest strike he had and Dai parried it like it was nothing. Old man Dai did not yield, he didn't even seem fazed, merely looking at him with an unamused look. Sweat ran down his face as he sized up the old man. There was no way he was winning this fight...

"Stand down Kazuki." Dai's voice was harsh and sharp, the command immediately zapping him of the rest of his anger.

Red hot anger faded, reminding him of how they weren't the only ones in the room. His eyes looked over the dojo, everyone was staring at him surprised. Kendo stood before him looking furious, angrier then he has ever seen her. He looked to the girls in hope that they would come to his aid yet all they did was give him a disgusted look. No one was going to come to his defense.

The energy in the room was high as everyone watched him. Looking over Kazuki stared at Midoriya, the nerd had the gall to look startled. Like he wasn't just caught in the act.

Kazuki could swear that he saw the nerd flash him a smug look.

Squeezing his fist tighter he grit his teeth before standing up. Turning and heading for the door he kicked it open on the way out with a loud slam before disappearing into the cool night air.

How dare that nerd make a fool of him. Does he even know who he was? He'll make him pay for this. He'll prove what kind of person the nerd really was...and then everything will go back to the way it was.

...

He will pay.

Somewhere else at the same time the sun had set, the cool air nipping at Jirou's neck as she walked. Jirou had always liked the night time, it was quiet. The noise of the hustle and bustle of the city had faded into a low hum quietly going off in the distance. It was soothing for her. Letting out a breath she could see the faint traces of it in the air...it was becoming fall again. Soon she would be carving pumpkins with her folks and getting mad that Christmas songs were already playing. Smiling at the thought she looked down an all too familiar alley. She could hear the faint sound of laughter from inside...

Digging her hands into her jacket pockets she anxiously looked behind her, pausing for a second before disappearing down the alley. Staring at the ground as she walked she dug her shoe into the cement, moving it from side to side. She could hear the laughter getting louder.

If this was a trap she'd most likely know by now.

Her jacks wiggled, concentrating to listen farther in on their conversation. Nothing they were saying sounded malicious or mean...everything they were talking about sounded fairly normal. A part of her hated how long she stood there listening to the group of them talk, it made her feel creepy...

"Oh you don't know? That Kyouka Jirou, trust me she's just as big a creeper as him."

Frowning at the thought she huffed, shaking her head a little.

Oh well...whatever happens happens.

Walking farther in to the alley she saw the group of girls in the distance. Their leader, her cat ears twitching before she turned to smile at her, leaning back against the stoop she was sitting on.

"Ah Kyouka! Welcome."

Notes:

I hope no one minds that this story is so full of original characters. I promise that once everyone makes it to UA there is going to be alot more of fan favorite characters appearing. I just need certain arch types for the beginning of the story, so instead of twisting already existing characters to match a mold I simply made new ones. Looking forward to changing them over time but they are not going to be a main focus, I can assure you of that.