Izuku Has A Quirk Novels & Stories

He said. “Alright, speak up,” Koji said. He then opened his tome. “Alright, let the class begin. Doki-Doki 101.” He said. ”Human had been given an incredible gift called ‘mind’. With such a gift, they can think logically and imaginatively that we can make use of many convenient things like the Internet, Anime, Comiket, etc. They tend to think logically instead of imaginatively that they end up living like a zombie which they only know what is correct and what is incorrect. They hate incorrect things and consider anything correct as something normal. Quick question: How to get a girl you like?”

I have nothing in common with a guy like that. We walk in front of Briar's house when another car pulls up with a couple more girls. I learn they live in the house with Briar and they seem nice enough. The smaller one, Izzy, is a little too chatty for my liking. She's got that kind of personality that I can't stand. I can't remember how people describe it... Oh yeah. Bubbly. I involuntarily shudder at the thought.

My parents greeted him back with big smiles and asked him to take a seat and to my not-so-much surprise he moved towards the chair beside me but at the last moment, Izzy pulled him towards the chair beside her making me raise my eyebrows in surprise. Like, what the hell! Ezra has a big scowl on his face and his jaw is clenched tight. I know he is annoyed as he hates it if someone touches him without his permission and Izzy is doing the exact thing. " I can find myself a chair, you know!" Ezra gave her a tight smile and plopped himself on the chair. I know he is controlling himself from lashing out and I don't know why the change. Izzy didn't even faze out at his words and just gave him a gri

Shizuki began to ask herself if she was straight or bisexual since she felt the urge to simp for the woman before her. Lucifer caught her staring and she smiled at Shizuki once again. “Is there something on my face?” she ask holding that motherly smile. Her question snapped Shizuki out of her trance and she blushed then looked to the side mumbling something along the lines of “No ma'am you don't,” She pursed her lips and tightly held the hems of her dress, her face was flushed with embarrassment, she had been caught so easily staring.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

Isuzu spent the rest of the day, practising getting in the world of pitch black and getting out of it. While Celeste and Iowa would support her from the outside, pulling her out if she could not. Isuzu entered that world over and over again. The structures inside started to develop even more. “Right, one last time before we eat dinner,” Celeste said as Iowa helped Isuzu settle down as she held her hand. “OK,” Isuzu answered as she held Iowa’s hand tighter. She closed her eyes as her brain started to visualise shapes and patterns in different colours. Isuzu relaxed her muscles but kept her chin up high, and as she opened her eyes,

Sunlight poured in, making the room glow. “This is… nice,” Izzy said softly, looking around. “I like to come here when I want to think. Or when I need peace,” he said. He leaned against the window frame, watching her quietly. “Do you ever let people in here?” she asked, trying to keep her tone casual. He shrugged. “Rarely. Only people I trust. I guess that makes you special.” Her cheeks warmed, and she smiled faintly. “I’ll take it as a compliment.”

°°°°°° As I navigated through the cafeteria toward Izzy's table, the racket of student chatter filled the air, blending with the unmistakable aroma of cafeteria food. "...totally so annoying," Izzy concluded, her expressive gestures accompanying the tale she was weaving, as I settled into my seat. "What's so annoying?" I questioned. "Your face, isn't it obvious? Do you even look at the mirror before coming here every day?" Izzy retorted, her attempt at an insult met with a dismissive tut from me. She scoffed and returned to her conversation with Olly and Emma, seemingly unimpressed. However, my presence managed to attract the attention of one of Izzy's spectators.

His back facing everyone else, well-dressed, low hair cut, sky blue collar shirt, navy blue trousers, black office shoes, EarPods on. “Hmmmmmm do you see what I see Bernice?” “Absolutely. A challenge.” “See you later babes. Don’t go too far and have fun too”. Izzy says with so much amusement in her voice” “Sure”. Bernice replies mimicking Izzy’s Barbie voice. Izzy walks up to him and stands at his back expecting that he’d turn. After a few seconds without a word or a sign of acknowledgment of her presence, she says, “Is this sit empty?”

I’d been counting on my straight-status to spook her. “Yeah, I don’t think you have to worry about Wick there,” Izzy announced slowly. “He’s pretty private. Keeps to himself. And he has three sisters, no brothers, so I can personally assure you he’s very decent about respecting girl things. He’s definitely no stranger to bras or tampons lying around, even though you guys won’t even share a bathroom or bedroom, so that wouldn’t be an issue, anyway. And he’s always been deferential to labeled food.” Rolling her eyes dramatically, she finished with, “Charlie’s the big food thief in our family. She’s such a pain.”