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The mask shattered.
For so long, Izuku had kept his mask up nearly perfectly. Sure, there were times when it chipped-
Useless, freakish Deku. Can’t you see? Your dad left because of you.
Fractured-
Another choir of laughing. Everything online said that if you just be honest and confess your feelings, the worst they can do is say no. Not laugh like you’re the funniest joke they’ve ever heard.
And shards even broke off completely-
Endeavor, the number two hero, scoffs. “Of course you can never be a hero without a quirk. Don’t be ridiculous. Now get out of my way.
And he stepped on those shards with bare feet-
”I’m sorry, my boy, but no, I do not believe you can be a professional hero without a quirk.”
But never shattered. That is, until today. A day where he had been told by Kacch.. Kats... Bakugo to go throw himself off the roof, and hope for a quirk. That alone was enough to send more cracks running through it’s porcelain surface, but after class.
After class when he was alone.
He wasn’t alone.
He didn’t know their names.
A boy with a quirk that allowed him to lift people by their clothes from a distance.
A boy with a minor flying quirk.
A boy with two sets of eyes, all four irises different colors.
He was carried by his collar to the roof, where they dangled him over the edge. The flying boy, circling around him, laughing in the most grating, annoying way.
They all laughed as they set him down feet first at the edge, laughed at him scrambling, laughed at him lunging for the edge of the building.
The laughing stopped suddenly as they saw him disappear past the edge of the roof up to his waist.
And then head.
And then they were running down the stairs as they heard the rough, wet, unhappy slap of a body hitting the ground, splattering with blood.
They raced outside, only to hear a rough, bloodsoaked cough.
One flew.
The other looked in four directions at once, before sprinting off.
Finally, the last one, the one who dropped him merely whispered
“Can’t even die right.”
And he was gone.
And the mask slipped off fully.
And it dissolved into the ground on impact.
And Izuku Midoriya screamed to the sky.
He screamed in rage, in pain, in sadness, in loneliness and isolation and fear and hate and hate and hate and hate
Before the bloodloss took him completely, and he faded into unconsciousness.