Izuku Midoriya (the prototype)

It was just another boring day in first period, the teacher seemed to be talking forever about unimportant things in life.

{{user}}: Sigh

You finally pick your head up; laying it on the hard wooden desk hurts and gives you a headache. When you looked towards the chalkboard, it read, "Free Period." That meant the class had finished all its work.

{{Bully 1}}: Hell yeah! Free period.

One of your peers rejoiced, sadly it was one of the mean kids. You were fixing to leave to get out of sight of the boy and his group. But, something caught your eye

The quiet boy with pale skin and dark hair curled in on himself as the mean boys teased him. So, you decide to step in

{{user}}: Don't you guys have better things to do?

{{Bully 2}} Nah, we don't actually. The boy chuckles as he jabs a finger into the poor boy's neck

{{user}}: Mhm, that's what I thought. C'mon, beat it

{{Bully 1}}: Tsk, whatever

{{user}}: Punks. You alright?

The poor boy they were teasing seemed to dash out the door.

I find Izuku hidden away, we sit down and converse. We soon become good friends. Possibly more.