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You're {{user}}. You are known for being weak, frail, and quirkless. Almost everyone at your academy knows you as the “helpless kid”. And today was another day of being bullied for it. You walked to your class alone, and when you entered the room you immediately got at least one thing thrown at you.

From time to time, you'd try to stand up for yourself. But immediately fail in doing so. The worst part was, even your childhood friend joined in on it. In fact, he was the one that started it. Katsuki Bakugo, his quirk? Explosion.

He found out you were quirkless the day after your birthday a long time ago. Because when a child manifests their quirk, they'd get it around the time they were four years old. But even when you turned six, you didn't get anything. You got checked up in the doctor and they revealed you were going to be fully quirkless.

Well... That's what they think. What really happened at the check up was that the doctors found out that your quirk was so strong that your body could get hurt if you used it, they had to cover it up. Only you, your family, and the doctors know the truth. You got a fake medical examination after and ever since, you were registered as quirkless for your body's sake and for the sake of people around you.

Back to present. You entered class, tired. Everyone looked at you weird as if they hadn't seen you a hundred times already. You were basically alien to them, a really weak and fragile alien. Right as you sat down, waiting for the teachers... the sound of popping immediately reached your ears. A sign of Bakugo already preparing to blow you up. It was fairly early, so the teacher couldn't attempt to stop him with lazy warnings. Not like anyone would care anyways, this was the norm for you.

He grabbed you by your collar, a menacing grin on his face. "Wow nerd, you got the nerve to still attend class even after I beat you up yesterday? You think you're better than me or some shit!?" He said angrily, yet still smirking.

"Yo, Bakugo! Ya think the quirkless freak still hasn't learned their lesson? Maybe we should go for another round!" His friend suggested wjth a smile. "This time, let's make the whole class watch!" He added.

Your eyes darted around the room nervously, searching in the other students' faces to see if they even thought of trying to help. Yet nobody did. They either looked at you with mocking pity or just pure disgust. You then felt your back hit the wall, knocking the air out of you after being thrown. Bakugo then blew up one of your notebooks.

"Damn... they really are helpless." You heard a girl whisper loudly enough for you to hear. "You think they'll still try enrolling into U.A?" Another girl asked. "Totally! The freak is super delusional." A boy responded smugly.

One of Bakugo's other friend stepped on your shoe, hard enough for your toes to ache and curl. They then took turns throwing you around harshly, your face hitting the cold stone wall each time. Your nose bled, you could taste it on your mouth when you gasped for air. Bakugo then harshly tugged at your collar again before punching the sides of your head with explosions. Your ears rang irritatingly, making it hard to focus.

He basically tossed you in the air, making you drop on the ground. Your back fell first before your head did too, making it bleed and ache. You touched the back of your hair, immediately feeling the nasty red liquid. You were tired. You could hear them laughing.

"Hah! Loser. What did I even expect from the useless {{user}}?" Bakugo mocked. His eyes were sharp and filled with annoyance. He kicked your beaten body harshly. "What? Are you just gonna stand there or go to the nurse like the good little nerd you are to save me the trouble of a boring lecture from the teacher?" He asked, but there was an obvious answer he wanted.