MHA:-Glitch In Reality

"Care is the greatest power. Without care, there is no life." - Lao Tzu

Izuku walked slowly down the street, his head down.

Izuku was on his way back home from school, after getting the supplies needed to patch himself up after today's session of his training aka other kids bullying him but Izuku didn't want to go home.

He was heading in the opposite direction to that of my house.

Why do you ask?

Well, it's not like the people around him even remember that Izuku exists.

To the point that he's sure if he were to come face to face with them, he's sure they wouldn't even recognise him and take him for a fraud.

Not that he looked like Izuku anymore with all the cuts and bruises that he suffers every day and the patchwork he does.

How did Izuku even survive all this for this long if they had totally forgotten about him you ask?

Well, it was obvious that they had totally forgotten about him with the fact that they stopped keeping food for him, let alone calling him when dinner was ready.

Izuku had to make his own food, all this patchwork, and all is done with the money he earned by doing some side jobs on the internet, basically some quizzes and all related to heroes and their quirks along with some minor jobs which he can do from his own home here and there.

It gave enough money for him to patch himself up, it's something he's been doing since he was six, by the time his family totally forgot about him.

But Izuku thought that he was learning all sorts of survival skills necessary for a hero to function anywhere properly.

Although it wasn't like his life was completely like this.

There were moments of happiness in his life as well.

Some people were kind to him as well, not caring whether he was quirkless or not.

One of them was the shop manager of the local pharmacy he visited for his patchwork.

He gave Izuku medicines at half price, paying the other half from his pocket, although Izuku knew he did it out of pity given how Izuku came to his store every time battered and brushed.

He wanted to do more, like calling authorities regarding his state as it wasn't an age for someone to be this bruised let alone abused, yet he couldn't do anything about it as his shop owner told him not to or else he might get fired.

Izuku didn't blame him, as he knew from the few conversations he had with the shop owner, that he has a family, a wife, and a daughter and his wife is sick and he needed money for her medications as well as to pay the hospital bills.

And Izuku was not selfish enough to bite the hand helping him, mooching him to the point possible.

And it's for that reason that Izuku refused his help as half of his salary was spent on the hospital bills and if he were to pay half of Izuku's medicine bills then how would he and his daughter survive after all everyone needs money to survive.

Coupled with the fact that he told Izuku his daughter is the same age as Izuku's… it strengthened Izuku's resolve even more to not take his help.

However he was stubborn, and so was Izuku, and so they came to the conclusion that he can pay Izuku's bills whenever he doesn't have any.

As given how Izuku was bullied every day, it wasn't anything new if they stole his money using their strength and quirk after bullying him and using him as a punching bag.

Although Izuku opposed the bullying, it just meant he lost the money after getting beaten the shit out of himself.

Well that's how he and Izuku became friends, well Izuku say friends because the shopkeeper was the one acting like a friend, like a big brother who would care for him when others wouldn't, treating him like one human should to the other, even though their relationship was somewhat transactional.

And the other person, it's actually the place where he's headed too, like usual whenever he feels overwhelmed by the world and wants something calming, which acts like an escape from this world.

And this is the only other person who calms him down the most and every moment spent with this person is always the best moment Izuku had during the entire week.

It makes Izuku forget all the worries he has, all the bullying he faced, all the pain, and everything bad that happened to him gets wiped the second he sees this person.

He reached the place and knocked on the door.

"Coming," said a woman as the door opened in a few moments.

"Aren't you on time?" Said a young woman with a smile on her face.

The young woman was of average height with turquoise eyes probably in her early twenties.

She has white hair, flecked with a few noticeable traces of a crimson-like colour, which is mostly shoulder-length aside from the ear-length side bangs she sports and the short clump she leaves hanging down her forehead.

She is wearing a white dress shirt with a plain greyish peach-coloured cardigan, the sleeves rolled up to just below her elbows, along with navy blue jeans. She also sports brown dress shoes and a pair of red-framed rectangular glasses.

"Well, a hero always comes on time, just like All Might who reaches where he is needed on time," Izuku said with a huge smile on my face and my words filled with enthusiasm.

(Symbol Of Fear- Izuku's POV)

"Although now that I look back all I can say is one word: Delusional.

I was delusional to not see the truth in All Might's actions.

Blinded by the worthless dream of becoming a pro hero, enough to not see the illegal discrimination done by my own family.

And if that wasn't enough I was stupid enough to believe in heroes.

And the fact that I said those words about heroes reaching places on time and giving All Might's examples that too with enthusiasm in my words makes me cringe at my own naivete and stupidity.

And also realized that if I want to prevent things and people I care about then I need to take charge of it as well as be willing enough to crush someone if they hinder or act as an obstacle in front of me and my goals,"