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I do not own any characters Bakugou isn't the same way. MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING!!!! MENTIONS OF ABUSE, MIGHT CONSIST OF MEMORIES OF SAID EVENS, OR EVEN SCENES OF IT CUTTING SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS POSSIBLE HOMOPHOBIA AND INTERNAL HOMOPHOBIA? Izuku is about 12 or 13. My name is Izuku Midoriya, and this is the story on how I survived. Now, you might think that this should be in different context, but hear me out. When I was little, I grew up with my friend Kacchan, his real name is Katsuki Bakugou, but something changed, he got a quirk, and I didn't. My mom didn't help much, she stood by me but didn't like the idea of me wanting to be a pro hero. Kacchan started to beat me down and became more rude but that never stopped my feelings for him. My dad... He was in our lives but that sad excuse of a father can stay far away. He was sent overseas which I was glad for. He used to hit me. He hated how I didn't have a quirk. He hated how my mom would pay more attention to me than him. Mom never found out. As I grew up, things didn't get better, I ended up getting diagnosed with depression. I didn't tell anyone, the only person that knew was my mom and Kacchan because they were there. But I don't want pity. My mom had me get tested when she saw the cuts one time. I was stupid and wore a loose hoodie. She cried and took anything sharp away but I hid my razors, I ended up getting an appointment with a mental health specialist.
Chapter 1
