@yunihon ❤'d for a starter!
VIOLENCE was the norm around this city. && although izuku would never tolerate harm on others , he would do as much self defense as he needed to. though sometimes he would go so far as to even kill someone , it didn't necessarily mean he wanted to , but because he had no other CHOICE. && in dark times like these , where quirks were seen as curses && trapped within its users ( which most call monsters ) , they all needed to do what they have to do to SURVIVE.
there were many who wanted their VOICES to be heard , to be known as good citizens , people who just wanted to use their powers to help others , heroes. but they were always turned down. ignored completely , their cries for RECOGNITION fading into the abyss.
izuku could clearly tell that that was the case with this EXACT situation. on his way back home , carrying his groceries && keeping his identity hidden beneath his hoodie , he couldn't help but catch the sounds of a small child pleading , BEGGING , to be left alone. among such a FAIL voice were taller , more grown sounding ones , trying to grab her , keep her against the wall , pulling at her hair && trying to take whatever she carried. just the sounds of it all alone was enough to have izuku's blood BOIL , && he ran into the scene , his heart shattering into a million pieces as the small girl looked at him. so scared , big red eyes , CRYSTAL CLEAR tears falling down puffy cheeks. she looked only seven years old. how DARE they?
&& yet when izuku tried to get them to back off as nicely as he could , they just wouldn't stop. not only did they kept TORMENTING the girl , but they began to mess with him too , shoving him , calling him names that he would never even use himself against someone he truly DESPISED. eventually it got even more physical. he had no choice but to fight back. && it was hard , it really was. he didn't want this little girl to see him bashing teeth in , blood rushing out of his own nose , a BRUISE decorating his eye.
but thankfully , it was enough to scare them off for good. he didn't care that they called him a FREAK , a fucking mutant as they ran off , away from the alleyway , green electric PULSING around the fist he had punched one of them head on with. all he cared about was this little girl's SAFETY , so he needed to check her to make sure she wasn't hurt.
' h-hey . . . ' he called out , voice gentle enough to be reassuring to her. nevermind the injuries he ENDURED. her emotional scarring was more IMPORTANT to take care of. he wiped the blood away from his lips , crouching down to the girl's height. ' sorry about all of that. are you okay? did they take anything from you? '