Izuku had endured torture for years by now. he had practically grown up in the streets, which were way harsher than the lessons his parents taught him. 

He still went to school, but he would take long routes to avoid them, but this time he was not so lucky.

As he got out of school, he was immediately cornered into a classroom, pushed back and lifted up by Izumi's shockwaves. 

Her quirk control had made it easier to do this, and she had natural immunity to earthquakes and waves.

They began insulting Izuku and lightly punching him, which escalated to full-on boxing punches and explosions.

Hinohi just quietly muttered light insults, sweat dripping off her face.

She's nervous...

As they were bullying, Izumi blasted a pencil off the desk and contorted her shockwave into a grip around the pencil, basically making her quirk a telekinesis quirk.

She slashed the pencil many times around Izuku's  body, and she did it too hard on his face.

SLASH

"GAGH!", Izuku screamed out in pain as his eye was gushing blood, "YOU-YOU IDIOTS!"

The bullies could only watch in horror as Izuku staggered around them, holding his eye in pain.

Mixtures of blood, sweat and tears were dripping onto the tiled floor, staining it.

"W-wait!"

Surprisingly, the first one to call out was Katsuki.

"C'mon nerd, let us help!"

Izuku limped backwards.

"N-NO! YOU-YOU GUYS HAVE TRIED TO 'HELP' ME WAY TOO MANY TIMES! GAH! MY EYE! WHAT DID YOU DO?"

As he lifted his hands from the wound, and eveyone gasped.

B-brother!

Oh my goodness...

what did we do?

Izuku's face used to be unblemished and pure, since the tormentors feared something would be leaked if there were scars on his face.

And now there was one.

A long gash ran across his left eye, it was bleeding profusely and It was squeezed shut.

"WHY? WHY DID YOU DO THIS?"

Izumi started babbling and crying.

"S-SORRY! We-we asked a teacher, and she said that we needed to beat the quirklessness out of you!"

Izuku'e eye widened in shock.

"Seriously..."

He turned his back to him as they felt a darkness looming.

"You beat me to the point of suicide... just because an old bitch told you to?"

He turned around, not crying anymore, the blood had been wiped off his face, and it was a shade of raw flesh.

"I... I can't believe you."

He walked away sadly, leaving five surprised teenagers in his wake.

He walked and walked, this time he took the extra long way.

He heard a clatter behind him， and as soon as he turned around, he felt the cold sludge envelope him.

He had been captured by a villain.

"Well, well, well, I just happened to stumble upon a medium sized meat suit? What a lucky day!"

Izuku though about his life, and decided it was best to stay put.

He had decided to die.

But All Might ruined that.

Wait...

All Might!

The beefy blond hero blasted through the liquid bandit, freeing Izuku.

He blacked out.

But when he woke up, All Might was there, slapping his face.

"Ohmygosh It's ALL MIGHT! CAN I HAVE AN AUTOGRAPH?"

All Might sheepishly chuckled, "I already signed your notebook!"

Izuku took out his notebook and looked at the back page.

there was it.

All Might's signature.

"THANK YOU SO MUCH! THIS NOTEBOOK WILLBEAFAMILYTREASUREFORDECADESBLAHVVSJVGFSIVcgavjkbsvhjsvsbvljhsbvuhs!"

After that, the #1 hero announced his leave.

But Izuku asked the question.

"C-can a quirkless be a hero?"

All Might froze in his tracks.

He turned his head.

"No, the quirkless lack the power that heroism requires, the most they could do is become extremely experienced in martial arts, but even then, they probably wouldn't even amount to a quirk like most heroes have."

And with that, he jumped, far, far away.

Just like Izuku's dreams.

That afternoon, Izuku slowly walked all over the city, not minding the glances of people.

He was never going back.

Never.