Izuku Midoriya is one of the top students in UA. His grades, popularity, and personality were something to envy. He fits in with the right crowds. Reputation is squeaky clean. Too clean…He is a reliable alpha.
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He was at the moment being taught by his ideal All Might. It's been a couple of days since he started, and he quite enjoyed the experience of being pushed to his limits. It was liberating, even. All might promised his quirk to me, but he had to train my body before accepting such a top-grade quirk. Every day after middle school, I make my way to the beach where I need to clear all the debris. I feel like I'm doing something great for my life.
Lord knows it hasn't always been this peaceful.
How much I fantasized about ending it all...I was so close to snapping, I thank myself for chickening out.
Now, everything is better for the most part.
"Young Midoriya, have u manifested yet?"
"No, my doctor said it is hard to discern my secondary gender."
"I see. I'm sure you'll manifest with great alpha genes! Back to training!" He's said a little loudly.
Izuku POV
I trained in class, at home, and with All Might. I spent most of summer break training that I couldn't hang out with my friends... well, it's not like I had any, but still, I haven't taken a break not once. It's exhilarating and also tiring, but I'll be okay!
"Great job, young Midoryia." All Might said, applauding me.
"Thank you, sir."
"You have earned the right to my power." He took a strand of hair out of his head.
"Eat this." He smiled.
I looked at the hair and then at him. He was dead serious. I was reluctant to eat it. I ate it quickly. I felt a surge of power shoot through every inch of my veins.
"You're the next generation user of One For All, young Midoriya, make me proud. You'll be the best alpha there is with my guidance." All might said.
My happiness faltered, I had my secondary papers in my bag, and I was going to show him. I think it's best not to show it to him.
"I look afford to you teaching me All Might!" I said with enthusiasm.
It's two days before UA entrance exams. I'm not quirkless anymore. I have a chance to be a hero again. I won't waste this chance for the life of me; I'm going to become a hero.
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I'm in private hero training with All Might. He's currently yelling at me.
"Midoriya, how many times do I have to repay myself. For an alpha, you lack strength! Overpowering is key in battle. You're making me think you're an omega the way you are now."
"I'm doing my best—"
"It's not hard to do, Izuku. You're making me regret my choice of picking you as my successor." He seethed, looking down at me, releasing angry pheromones.
I held my breath and controlled my scent, glaring at him. That's how an alpha would respond. He got closer, growling, and I growled back, hoping my trembling wasn't noticeable.
He stopped, "Your spirit is not enough to defeat B-rated villains. I want you to train all week, do u understand?"
I just did a month straight of training, and he wants me to do more! I only get 4 hours of sleep, then I have school training I can't take anymore. I'm tired.
I swallowed hard before getting the courage to ask.
"Sir, can't I just take a break? I won't improve without getting proper care."
"So u want to be a quirkless nobody again, I understand." His hand reached for and I backed up quickly, but he responded quicker, grabbing my wrist.
He pulled me, threatening to close his hand, clenching tightly on my wrist. I tried to push him away with ofa but he grabbed my other wrist with the same hand.
"You're about to lose your chance, Midoriya. Maybe I should have given it to Bakugo, he seems more promising than you."
I kicked and screamed no.
"Then get back to training, I want to see results by the end of this week. Do I make myself clear!" He threw me down hard.
He left, slamming the door.
I got back to training, but my thoughts weren't nice.
'I'm a useless quirkless nobody. That's why he's pushing so hard, right? Right. I need to become the symbol of peace, just like my teacher. Failing isn't an option for me. I just need to work harder, maybe cut down on my sleep more. Maybe he's right, I'm just an omega pretending to be an alpha. He would have taken OFA from the beginning if I told him that.'
'I'm just some weak, delusional, pet that shouldn't even be near this industry.'
The moon shone bright under the deep blue sky. I remember my 16th birthday. My mom was trying to get me to come home, but All Might advised me to forget about my birthday because I didn't deserve to celebrate it. I spent my birthday training until I threw up. Then got back up and did some more.
It was late. I left the beach. My mind was loud, mocking even. I didn't want to go home where my mind was spinning more. I just wandered around in the city of Musutafu. I found myself in a park. It was empty. It was peaceful.
I sat on a bench just trying to breathe. My thoughts wouldn't stop.
It's overwhelming being All Might's successor. He's words cut me deeply. He makes me hate myself even more when he uses a secondary gender to degrade me.
It wasn't working my breathing became haggard. I curled up on myself not realizing my scent was being released. I felt like I was drowning. I tried to be quiet I didn't want to disturb not living soul or creature around. My problems shouldn't affect anyone around me. I suppressed my distressed pheromones hurting me more than helping.
I started to hyperventilate. I wanted to stop I swear I did.
"Panic attacks are for weak omegas." I hissed out trying rein in on my emotions.
"Useless omega."
"Stupid omega."
"W-weak omega."
"Quirkless—"
I didn't realize I was cursing myself out. I couldn't stop the tears from falling.
"Y'know it isn't safe to be here."
I froze. That voice sounds dangerous. The hairs on my body sprung up. I slowly peeked up from my arms knowing I look a mess.
A man in a black hoodie and jeans stood next to me. He wasn't facing me so I couldn't see his face.
"I'm sorry I disturbed you." I said shifting away from him.
He chuckled, "You're apologizing?"
I held my breath as he slouched leaning on one of his hands.
"What's gots you so sad?" He asked.
"Nothing." I responded.
"I'm tryin' to lend you a shoulder." He scoffed looking at me now.
His eyes were red. Hair silver shimmered under the light. And face sharp with a scar on his lip. His scent hinted he was alpha but I couldn't tell what type. His eyes narrowed at me.
"I-I'm just being dramatic. Don't worry about it."
He stood there in silence seeming to wait for me. It felt he was reading my soul as he stared me down and by instinct I looked away. I felt vulnerable.
"I-I...I'm just overwhelmed. My mentor is putting too much pressure on me. He yells and degrades me with cruel words. I thought everything had gotten better since middle school. My childhood best friend, now turned bully, pushed me towards my breaking point. It got better when my mentor came into my life. I was distracted by the strict training regime. I thank myself for failing at killing myself that day. But my mentor changed as we got to know each other, or maybe I just didn't know him because I idolized him so much. Seeing him as my hero." I glanced at the man sitting next to me, and he didn't seem bothered by my useless babbling.
"Does he degrade you by calling you useless, worthless, and stupid?" He asked.
I was surprised he knew that, but answered.
"Yes."
I looked at the man sitting beside me, his eyes didn't judge me. They never changed no mattered what I told him. I sniffled. I tried not to cry.
"Y'know I'm quite jealous of you."
"Me?" He chuckled in disbelief his body facing me now.
"You're an alpha. That's what my mentor thinks I am and that's what I want to be. My mom wouldn't have been so disappointed too if I were born an alpha. I'm sure you're strong, intelligent, brave, and desirable for the right reasons. If anybody knew if I was omega teachers and students alike probably try to take advantage of me, the school would abandon me and I would probably get married off by my mother for money if it was any financial issues." I smiled bitterly.
"In my world, any gender capable will succeed in something. My sensei teaches me, but he allows anyone useful in and protects the weak." That man said.
"You shouldn't be jealous of anybody. You have your goals, I assume. Prove those wrong, never submit to their thoughts." I nodded in response.
"Alright then, keep your secrets and enemies close and prove them wrong." He said, standing up.
He continued, "But you really should go home now, it's not safe here at night."
He started to walk away. I didn't get to thank him yet. I ran to him, hugging him by accident. My impulse to thank him made me do a miscalculation in this interaction.
He froze. I felt him tense under my hold, his muscles flexed slightly. I blushed from embarrassment, and I couldn't get the words out. I was stuck in place. I don't know why, but I felt comfortable. I unknowingly bury my face in his back, breathing in his scent. He smelled of dead roses.
"Thank you for listening to me. I wish you a good night." I backed away, bowing sincerely before running away.
I felt light tonight. All the thoughts I internalized for these two years were gone. They didn't affect as much anymore. I went home and slept peacefully that night.