Izuku "Deku" Midoriya

The wind blows, the birds fly and the bodies fall. "It's a good morning to fall from the sixth floor" thinks Izuku Midoriya with his feet on the cornice and a bitter smile. There was nothing to do at this point but fall.

For 1* years his life had been, frankly, shit. Since his Quirk didn't manifest before his four years bullying became a constant, abuses and threats as well. All school was into it.

"You can't be a hero without quirk, Deku"

"It's impossible for you"

"I would give up if it were you"

"You can't do anything, you're useless"

"YOU ARE USELESS, DEKU!"

Every second of his life was miserable, since he realized that he was defective nothing was the same. His best friend changed his attitude so much, it was impossible to recognize him. Society began to reject his efforts to be a hero, and he could no longer bear it.

When his feet slipped and the fall seemed imminent, something incredible happened. Out of nowhere a box came out of the sky and hit him on the head with enough **** to knock him out

"What the..." he whispers before falling on his back.

The sun has already hidden when he wakes up, along with the children and the noise. Silence abounds, but his head hurts anyway.

Izuku looks everywhere, in search of the object that stopped his suicidal attempt. He can't find it anywhere, but that does not stop him from searching.

"That was bizarre" his murmur appears "There was no person within reach that could have thrown that at me, could it be a Quirk?" Think before denying "I don't think so, if a hero threw it Why am I still here?"

Strangely a note appears on the floor, maybe he had not seen it. Wait for me to clarify the situation a little bit "