" You guys want answers right, well I-" before he could say anything, he was pulled in a hug by his father.

"Izuku I am so glad you are okay." He said while tightening his grip.

"Dad, I am alright." Izuku said in an assuring way.

"Izuku who was that man." Fuyumi said while hugging him after his dad. "You know I was so worried."

"Fuyumi, I am glad to see you are already worrying for me." Izuku said with a weak chuckle which made Fuyumi blush.

"Oi, if you are done with your flirting, than explain yourself." Bakugou said.

This changed the environment of the room.

"Well, my name is Izuku Midoriya. I am 16 years old. I was born in the house of Hisashi Midoriya. He was my dad, I had an older sister, Izumi. My dad was a middle-class man. He owned an antique shop,but most of the money came from illegal stuff. My sister Izumi was naturally a bright child. At the age of four she drew a picture which was sold at auction worth 50 million yen. From then she was given a lot of praise. My family almost forgot about me except for Izumi.

She always helped me. My family was often out with her while I always stayed home.

My father despised me and hated me while my mother never said a thing.

One day when I came home from school, there was a man in the house who was about to leave. He was this man. He saw me and gave some chocolate. He asked my father ,if I could draw as well but he just shook it off by saying ,"he is useless."

In middle school, my sister chose science over arts and joined the basketball team. Everyone feared her, everyone was like a pet to her. Even I feared her. One day, she took off saying that there basket ball team was going for a trip. Of course mom allowed her to go happily but what came next shocked her.

The next day she got a call that her daughter's bus had fallen from a cliff and all of them had died.

My mom couldn't take the shock. She became silent. My dad began to drink a lot and would always beat me up.

One day ,when I got home,I saw that my dad was harrassing my mom. I tried to stop him but he pushed me away in a cabinet,out of which a bottle of booze fell out. I couldn't control my anger.

I grabbed the bottle and hitted my dad in the head with all my might.

My father died at the spot while my mother cutted her vein in front of me and died.

I collapsed and when I woke up I was told about my parents death.

I was also told that I had been adopted. But the person who adopted me was that man. He took me to what looked like a children's home but more like an army camp.

There all the children were taught hand to hand combat, how to make explosives how to use a gun , a dagger and a sniper. That man took special interest in me and trained me a lot. The other kids began to bully me.

We were given an injection everyday.

When I was 10, I was told that from now on I will kill the wrong people, who are making this earth a hell.

My first mission was to kill a judge and I did it by a pen.

I killed 23 people in 2 years and was going to kill the 24 but failed and they caught me after immense beating they left me at the door of someone kind. Someone who treated my wounds and treated me like a son. It was you dad."

Izuku said looking toward his dad who was crying along with some others while some were looking sad.

"Please don't cry, I will put an end to this soon," Izuku said while his dad hugged him. His tears falling in Izuku's hair.

"Midoriya, you don't have to go, UA will take care of that." Nezu said .

"No , you don't understand it, he will do it for sure if his needs aren't met." Izuku said.

"Don't worry, after all a hero's job is to keep others safe " Izuku said. He was about to walk out but was stopped by Fuyumi holding his hand. " Please come back safe." She said with tears in her eyes and Izuku couldn't stop himself from hugging her.

"I will."