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When did everything change?That was an easy question to answer, really. But there was more to it.Everything could go back to the time Bakugouu first discovered his quirk in kindergarten, he had just turned 5, during playtime, he playfully shoved you before you felt force, heat – an explosion, before faceplanting to the ground.Little Izuku ran towards you, helping you off your feet. Meeting the panicked look in your best friend’s eyes, you turned back to the blond, staring at his palms in awe, at the little explosions emitting off his sweat.Funny enough, whenever he sweats, it was always sweet-smelling, never foul or salty.“Uwah, amazing quirk, Katsuk!” your teacher said, kneeling down to give your best friend an appraising look.Carmine eyes looked up from his palm, tiny explosives going off excitedly.“Cool! His quirk’s so cool!”“It’s so radical, just like him!”Beside you, Izuku’s eyes sparkled with excitement, happy for your best friend for finally manifesting his own quirk.“Kacchan’s amazing!”Discovering your quirk at such a young age, especially with an amazing quirk, should be exciting. However, the look in Katsuki’s carmine eyes was scaring you.The more he was praised for his quirk, the more his explosions went off, the more the gleam in his eyes was scaring you.Who is…? What is this?“Ah, I see. I’m just awesome, and everyone else isn’t!”Later that day, a small burnt mark was found at the back of your neck. A tell-tale reminder of what’s to come.And then, Izuku found out that he was quirkless.It was supposed to be a secret between the three of you, but somehow, everyone caught wind of it and began avoiding Izuku, lest they get caught with his ‘quirkless’ germs. Because you were with him a lot, not showing signs of quirk, kids easily assumed that the quirkless germs were true.Was that when things changed?After kindergarten, Katsuki found himself a new set of friends, those who weren’t quirkless like you and Izuku, friends who had cool quirks that could considerably pass up to his.Since discovering his quirk, not only did it fuel his ego, but it also put a strain on your once impenetrable and inseparable friendship.Now, he was more bent on being the best of the best, together with his amazing quirk that’ll surely bring him there no problem.Everyone else were just beneath him, not worth his time, effort, or breath. Especially Deku – how you detested that nickname, so full of malice, disgust, and mockery – everything Izuku didn’t deserve, especially from his once best friend.Since then, he’s deserted the two of you.You didn’t care, you had Izuku.Fuck Bakugou and his new quirk, ambition, and shittiness.You didn’t need him anyway.…From: Izuku To: (Name) (Nickname)! I’m doing well. Just having lunch with my classmates right now! [image.txt] Tapping the photo, you could see Izuku smiling at the camera with a few friends in the shot – the brown-haired girl, Uraraka Ochako, the bespectacled boy, Iida Tenya, and the quiet boy, too busy eating his soba, Todoroki Shouto. It made you smile in return, having your own lunch as of texting.To: Izuku From: (Name) You better eat up, then. You hear me? Also, stop being so reckless and take care, okay? Right after the events at UA – the whole League of Villains intercepting the school, Izuku was, more than ever, always brought to the clinic. And you, being one of his immediate contacts (next to his mom), would rush over just to check on him, fighting a tooth and nail just to be with him. And time and time again, Izuku would give you an apologetic smile, matched with his unyielding assuring words, kind eyes, and warm hug.The only thing you ever hated about Izuku is his recklessness, wrought by his strong sense of justice.Having enough of everything he’s been through, it was only fair that he revealed something to you, something to explain a bit of him getting accepted at one of the most prestigious schools in Japan while bearing an almost enduring and testy quirk, a secret he knew he could only entrust to you because you were one of the few people Izuku trusted more than anything in the world – his quirk was not his, but it was passed down to him by All Might.The revelation was shocking to you, especially because it was tied along with so many other factors you couldn’t begin to fathom. But with enough explanation, eventually, everything seemed to tie together and make better sense.Although worried about his well-being, once again, Izuku was quick to assure you that he was working his best to make everyone – not just his idol, All Might – proud and safe. That was more than enough for you.Still, it was such a big secret to bear. But, obviously, he trusted you, because you were his best friend.Well, you and that other guy, for some reason."(Name)-san, you're going to snap that broom in half!" your co-worker called out.Loosening your hold, you inspected the wood, glad to see that it was still intact. It was still three minutes past four, you realize, just a few minutes before dusk.Sighing, you turned to your co-worker with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Otoha, just got something on my mind."Izuku did tell Bakugouu his secret in a roundabout way, the blond would at least catch on to that, being a smart asshole. You just couldn’t wrap your head at the idea of having to entrust him Izuku’s big secret.The younger girl tilts her head to the side, in thought, as she stares at you. "Are you sure? You seem to be out of it since this morning.""Yeah, I am. Promise."Right after revealing his secret, Izuku had planned to have you and the famed Symbol of Peace meet – to assure both parties. But you declined, knowing how busy hero work was.(Also, to be in his presence would be something. You couldn’t deal with that. Izuku going a mile about how amazing he was made up for it.)However, with the newfound information given to you, it was almost too much to bear. It was amazing to hear how Izuku was adjusting to his new life, working his hardest, granted that he earned it all. Guilt gnawed your insides, realizing that you were doing him a disservice at the same time, as you had your own secret you weren't telling your best friend.Exhaling through your nose, you walked around back, to return the cleaning supplies, missing the group of people entering the cafe, hearing only the cheery greetings from Otoha and your other co-workers.…05:51 pm. The café was in full bloom, packed with students from various schools filling all the seats. You’d spot some of your regular customers, most don’t stay long whilst stop just drop by for a coffee fix before they’re off.From the far corner, a small group of students you could only guess were from UA, judging from their uniform, were making quite a ruckus.Thankfully, there was enough staff that day.Still, working was taxing!Off to handle drinks, you kept the newbies by your side, promptly teaching them how to mix orders, which cups to use for which drinks, the amount of syrup, etcetera before they finished up for you and you were left to prepare another order. Like clockwork, they’d be back by your side for another order, and the process would start all over again.Seeing as how well they were doing, you decided to leave them to make their own drinks as you worked on your own. Coming up to serve at the bar, readying your smile, your expression froze as you were met with the last person you wanted to see."The fuck-"Not letting him finish, you forced the smile on back before practically shoving the drink into his hands, uncaring that it almost spilled over.“Oi-“"Enjoy your drinks, sir!"Otoha, your young, sweet, co-worker, saw the whole thing, flinched at your gesture, warily watching you turn your back to help fix other orders without another bat towards the blond who just stared. Discreetly walking over, to fix her own order, she whispers, "(Name)-san, do you know him-""No.""Are you sure-""Yes.""But-""Otoha," turning to her with a pained smile, you reply. "I've never seen him before in my life. Okay?"Feeling a shiver run down her spine, the younger girl slowly, nervously nodded. "O-Okay..."…“Bakugouu my man, are you alright?”“…”“That girl looked really pissed at you, do you know her?”“Is she an ex-girlfriend? Is that why she was so angry?”“Yeah! And you’ve been wanting to head to this café for a while now.”“I must admit, she’s kinda cute- ““I will end you, dunce face.”…09:08 pm Ever since she applied, you had taken Otoha under your wing and she all but admired you after your first meeting. You both lived in the same area, so you’d take it upon yourself to walk her home, not trusting a young teen like her to walk alone, especially when evil abounded. Also, she was quirkless.That night, you were walking along the quiet streets, hands in your pockets as Otoha hummed under her breath. You stopped, ears picking up on footsteps – two, no three people were trailing after you. Gently taking the girl by the arm, you led her to another route, to a busier area, hoping to lose them.Otoha was too gung-ho about her surroundings to understand your predicament, which was probably for the best. Still, you could feel them behind you.Exiting the busy lane, the two of you crossed the street, turned a corner, into an empty square. Just as you walked in, so did they – three guys in godawful flashy clothes.Scared, the younger girl hid behind you and you took a step forward, shielding her from their lecherous gaze.“Can we help you?”One of them laughed, some pansy in ridiculous SUPRA outfit waltzed towards you.“Oh no, no, no, can we help you, young misses?”You had to roll your eyes at that.“Well, let’s see, it’s late at night,” he drawled, flashing gold in his teeth “two girls are out walking out,” his two companions chuckled “dangerous is it not?”Your expression remained, betraying nothing. The pansy decided to talk some more, probably on some shit about chivalry.“And well, we gentlemen thought it would be just right to walk you girls home!” And there it was. “It’s dangerous for little girls to be out so late.”And he was right.“Otoha,” you whispered, as he continued to babble. “take this alleyway,” to gesture with a quick tilt of your head, something the guys didn’t notice. “go straight then turn to your first left, you’ll be safe then.”“E-Eh? How about you?”Smiling, you met her gaze. “I’ll be fine.”“…So, little girls, what’s it gonna be?”Crossing your arms, you sighed. “Well, you guys do have a point…”They smile amongst themselves, rather smugly.“But” taking Otoha’s hand, you tugged her towards the alleyway, pushing her with all you have onto her shoulders. “I don’t trust fuckers who look like they belong to the world’s worst dance troupe that easily!”The younger girl took this as her cue, albeit slightly confused, but fuelled by panic to run for it.Loosening your bag, you allow it fall off your shoulders, before it hit the ground, and just as his goons were about to touch a hide of Otoha’s hair, you were before him, eyes ablaze with a ferocious, eerily calm expression on your face, before kicking him away from the young girl.The force of the kick sends him rolling on the dirt before he’s out cold. One down, exhaling and you fell into a stance, eyes yellow like the moon above you.Bracing yourself for the next assault, your ears picked up something clinking – a weapon? Ah, knuckle braces which circle his entire fists. Ah, his quirk. Beside him, his other companion put on his glasses, his godawful flashy clothes engulfing him like an armored suit.Always gotta be ballsy.The lights flicker above you; you didn’t move from your spot nor did you deter from their sneers.“You’ll wish you came willingly like a good girl!” screamed armored flashy guy. Fists hammered against each other and the two were dashing towards you.Despite being outnumbered, adrenaline rushed through your veins, reeling with excitement as you messed with them, toying at every chance you got.Dodging a fist thrown your way, eyes caught on the armored flashy guy you easily swung low, aiming for his legs, playing a dangerous tango against two. Sweeping low, you managed to just barely block the kick thrown your way, using the awkward push back, forcing the weight unto your back before swiftly kicking him back.Once knocked out, you focused on fists, quick to press your body flat against the ground to dodge a measly kick, before lifting your body ever so slightly to deliver a kick to the back of his head, slamming painfully to the ground. Two down.The light above burst, glass flying everywhere as the armored flashy guy smugly laughed to himself. “Now look what you did, little girl. It’s night out~ A dangerous time for little girls like you~” putting on his shades, which were actually night vision goggles, he walked towards the unsuspecting girl. “And I have to take good care of good girls like you~”Without turning, you grabbed the hand that reached for your head.“Eh?”You could hear the thump of his heart, the hitch of his breath, his muscles moving – it was satisfying to know how much he underestimated you.“What was it you said again,” came your voice, smooth and calm. “you’d take care of a little girl like me?”Clenching your hand in his, you heard a crack, he screamed in pain, falling to his knees with one hand in the air.Turning his head, he flinched at the sight of you – eyes once were (e/c) gleamed a dangerous yellow, maybe not like the moon, but of a creature of the moon, a dangerous smirk playing on your lips.“You’re right, it is dangerous to be out this late at night.”Faster than the eye can see, you elbow him in the face, hearing a satisfying crack, before tossing him away from you.Exhaling, you felt your nerves come to a calm. Yellow eyes took in your surroundings, ensuring that they didn’t have any more accomplices.Three bodies, down and unconscious. You were good. With the help of your heightened senses, you found that Otoha had just fled to safety and that there was an unwanted presence behind you, smelling like burnt sugar and spicy cinnamon.“Can I help you,” without looking his way, you turned to grab your bag from the ground “Bakugou Katsuki?”Having seen the whole thing, he was rendered speechless, voice caught in his throat. “(N-Name)…” was all he managed to say, clearly shocked at the new discovery. "Oi, oi, oi, what the fuck? Y-You…you had a quirk all along?"Exhaling through your nose, quite angrily, you nodded. "Yes."Even without looking his way, you could tell his expression had changed – feel his heart thump slowly, hear the hitch in his throat – completely seething that he was lied to, kept in the dark.You barely flinched when he grabbed you by the shoulder, rather forcingly. "Then why the fuck didn't you-""Tell you? Oh please, don't give me that bull that you wanted to know." Pushing him away, you didn't mind the pain in your abdomen, choosing to distance from him. "It was enough knowing that you thought having a quirk made you the king of the world and those who didn't were peasants. In layman's term, it wouldn't change a damn thing."Carmine eyes remained on you, wide, heated, for once not filled with anger, but of confusion. "What's that supposed to mean?""Nothing." You sighed, tiredly this time, massaging the bridge of your nose."No, tell me.""What good would it do you?""I just want to know."Scoffing, you shook your head, running a hand through your hair. "Your chances were used up; you have no fucking right now."And with that, you left.…Despite being quirkless, Izuku managed to make up what he lacked with the help of keen observation that was powered by his fascination with quirks. Thus, began his ‘Hero Analysis’ notebooks, in which he’d list down hero after hero, their amazing feats, quirks, abilities, possibilities, theories – basically, a Wikipedia page. In addition, Izuku was stronger than he looked, especially because he had a heart of gold and a strong sense of justice.You, on the other hand, could care less about quirks. They were something to behold, true, but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re still human just with an added bonus, that’s it.For the longest time, you withheld the one secret you could never have the heart to tell your best friend – you had a quirk of your own. It wasn't an impressive quirk, but it wasn't a bad one either.Your quirk was called ‘The Night One’ - having heightened senses, agility, and strength but only at night. Most of your abilities were likened to those of nocturnal animals. When activated, your eyes would turn golden yellow. As the quirk made you active at night, obviously, and making you a bit of an insomniac, its drawback was that it made you restless during morning time.The Yoruichi family came from a long line of martial artists, all of which mastered every martial art known to man. Before you were 10, you'd mastered it all.Your family was more of an anti-hero, which is why they chose to lay low and pretend they were normal quirkless folks. It was easier to hide in plain sight, after all. The family had a reputation in the underground business, especially for stealth and espionage work.Eraserhead was a family friend, he was basically your uncle growing up. He was also your idol.Your quirk first appeared when you got your first period, which was normal for a female in your family. Not only was it a terrifying experience, but you didn’t really care much for it, especially since you just wanted to live a normal life free from the expectations of society and the weight of it.The thought of heroes and quirks made you skeptic, to say the least. And it was thanks to a certain blond.However, your parents were more than understanding with your views – however jaded they were, assuring you that it wasn’t all bad.“But since you’re doing this for Izuku’s sake, I don’t see why not.” Your father had said, patting your head gently.“He’s my best friend,” 7-year old you were quick to say, cheeks puffing.“Yes, yes, we know. We all know who you’re really setting your eyes for.” Your grandfather said teasingly, causing your cheeks to burn, sticking your tongue out to him.Laughter left your parents’ lips, your grandfather included. Gently, your mother took you in her arms, smiling kindly at you. “But, (Name), what you’re doing is quite noble. You may not like what I’m about to say, but what you’re doing is a mark of a hero – putting others before yourself.”“Still, we’re going to work you to the bone in the Yoruichi fashion!”Both your parents turned sullenly to your grandfather, clearly displeased.“Father, please.”“You ruined the moment, old man.”…So, when did everything change?Was it the time Izuku and you were paired more often during class? Katsuki had plenty of friends anyway. He didn’t seem to mind, stating that it was better than being exposed to quirkless germs.Was it when Izuku and you would still tagalong to play? In the end, Katsuki would leave you in the middle of a game with his new friends.Or was it the time Katsuki fell off that log?You could remember it, clear as day, you and bunch of other kids tagged along to play in the forest, Katsuki leading the charge as always, you and Izuku in the last. The lot of you found yourselves with a log that connected the two cliffs together, but Katsuki just walked on, the rest followed. Halfway through, he slipped on the mossy part of the log before falling into the water.“KATSUKI!/KACCHAN!” both you and Izuku screamed in unison, scurrying down to help him.While the rest of your friends called out, watching, the two of you were waddling knee-deep into the water towards your best friend.“Kacchan,” Izuku’s small voice called. “are you okay? Can you stand?”Yes, you remember it well. The look in his eyes when Izuku offered his hand, offered him refuge and help. You were next to Izuku, unsure of the tense situation at that single moment.And what did Katsuki do?He slapped Izuku’s hand away, throwing away everything you three had in the process.That’s when everything changed.…Friday, you were working the bar, lazily keeping the counter clean, when the door opened.“Welcome!” you cried, smile in place, it widened when you were met with green curly locks. “Izuku!”“Hi, (Nickname)! Uwah, so this is where you work, it’s rather cozy-looking!”Smiling cheekily, you pressed your palms against the counter, watching as he approached. “Well, it is a café.” Noticing he wasn’t alone, you smiled at the company. “And who are these lovely people?”“A-Ah, how rude of me! Everyone,” he turned to the small group, who had been watching your interaction quietly. “this is my childhood friend, (Name) Yoruichi.”“Yo!” you gave a two-fingered salute in greeting.“(Nickname), these are my friends-““I kinda know who they are, Izuku.” You teased, cutting him off, making you laugh. “But, by all means.”“Greetings, I’m Tenya Iida!” the tall bespectacled boy says, waving his hands robotically, almost dangerously.“Shouto Todoroki.” The dual-haired boy nods at you, eyeing the menu behind you in interest. Idly, you handed him a menu so he can have a clearer view, he mutters his thanks.“And I’m Ochako Uraraka!” the lone brunette female says, cheerily, grabbing both your hands in hers. “It’s so nice to finally meet you! Deku-kun talks about you a lot!”“The pleasure is all mine, then. Thanks so much for taking care of my clumsy little broccoli.”“(N-Nickname)!”“Any case!” Iida chops a hand in, catching everyone’s attention. “We shouldn’t dilly dally! We must place our orders!”“No worries,” you wave at him. “it’s pretty quiet this time of the week. But,” fixing your posture, standing a little straight, you put on your work persona. “anything you’d like to order?”“I’ll have the chai latte,” says Todoroki, having made his decision. “cold, please.”“Okay,” nodding, you turn to Iida, who orders a hot mocha, Uraraka orders a strawberry Frappuccino with cheesecake on the side. Uraraka turned to Iida and Todoroki, looking checking for available seats whilst waiting for Izuku – you liked them, they were a good bunch.Turning to the green-haired boy, he was left eyeing the menu rather clinically, taking his time. Poking his forehead, he blinks at you. “Hot Matcha?”He chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “You know me too well, (Nickname).”“That I do, Izuku, that I do.”...One thing that never changed though, the one thing you hoped never would, was the friendship you have with Izuku.
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