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The lunch bell sounded, and as all of the hungry chattering students left the classroom, Midoriya stayed within his seat writing in his hero notebook. He hadn't noticed the bell sounding or any of his classmates leaving. He was much too engrossed writing details of the latest information of All Might's latest fight. He was so focused on writing, that he didn't even notice the small group of delinquents entering the room. They circled around his desk: one on each side and another behind him. They left the spot
in front of them for their leader. The young man behind him cried out:
"Help! Deku! I'm in desperate need of some new soda!"
Grape soda was poured onto Midoriya's head as the trio howled with laughter. The thug on his left pulled Midoriya out of his seat and placed him into a headlock:
"You ready to make another snack run for us? A future hero like you should know how to give to the needs of the people!"
The two cried out:
"We're starving, Mr. Hero!"
"And, of course, a kind and charitable hero like you is gonna give it to us for free, right?"
Midoriya nodded silently. There goes his lunch money. He knew that if he said anything he would either be mocked or beaten. In this school, he was easy prey among a sea of hungry predators. So to survive, he fed the beasts' egos by letting them do whatever the hell they wanted to him. It was demeaning, but it was temporary. After this school year, they would all move onto high school where, hopefully, he would get into U.A. High. He had studied hard enough to pass the practical exam, and perhaps due to some
beautiful miracles, he would somehow pass their ability exam as well and enroll into their hero course as the first quirkless student. Midoriya knew it was a pipe dream, but he had prepared some gadgets that would help him move around as if he had powers himself! He wrote all kinds of plans and tools he could use against quirk-abled villains in his notebook. There was only one downside to his goal. If he did somehow get into U.A's hero curriculum, he would have to deal with-
"Hey Bakugo! Look at the nerd! He spaced out again," The headlock grip tightened around his neck, pulling him out of his fantasy, "What are you daydreaming about this time? Actually being accepted into U.A despite being a quirkless freak?"
Fuck. Was it that obvious?
The leader of the group growled as he kicked over one of the desks that a delinquent was sitting on, "Can you guys give it a rest? I have a fucking headache, and I don't want to deal with your shitty noise!"
Midoriya was released from the headlock as the delinquent sighed, "Fine. We're making him go on a snack run. Do you want anything?"
"Cola and a sandwich."
The other two started yelling what they wanted as well:
"Get me some BBQ chips and some candy! None of that gay gummy candy though!"
"Oh! I want the new edition of Heros Weekly! Perhaps we could see Deku and his amazing failures in it!"
Midoriya made a mental note of what they all wanted as he walked out the door. He felt a rush of water hit him from behind. He looked over to see the delinquent who had him in a headlock smirk and his hands dripping with water,
"You forgot to take my order. I need a new lighter for my cigarettes. Mine's running out of gas."
Now both sticky and wet, Midoriya ran off on another demeaning snack run.