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The first time Izuku heard the program of ‘Put Your Hands Up’ radio he immediately got hooked from the alluring voice of Present Mic who had been only seen on the news however could recognise his voice.
The boy lit up in excitement at the radio program however his excitement was cut short as the program ended, Izuku wanted to find more ways to listen in. Walking across the path near Takoba beach, he noticed the piles of trash that were built up over the years and is that a car?
Knowingly knowing that no one would even bother with cleaning up the beach, Izuku would do it! Using the analyzing skills he learnt over the past year (He’s 5) he could deduce on what he should be able to dispose of without too much strain.
During a few weeks of cleaning the beach, Izuku noticed that his arms had become more bulky and able to carry heavier things. Kacchan hasn't been nice lately, he’s been more meaner! More bruises showed up on his arms as the days passed, not like his mom noticed… she took up more shifts NOT THAT HE MINDED! It allowed for Izuku to spend more hours cleaning the beach and writing analysis on heroes he saw nearby, there was even this one he saw on a rooftop fighting quirkless while staying a bit too late!
Izuku pushed his time cleaning the beach more later to see the hero fighting, and right now he’s seen him a couple of times! The beach has been cleaner he supposes but a long way is still to come.
One day while cleaning the beach he noticed a radio buried in the piles, his eyes lit up in excitement as he rushed over scrambling to get said treasured item. “Pleasetellmethere’sbatteriespleasetellmethere’sbatteriespleasetellmethere’sbatteries!” Izuku hoped turning the radio around and opening the back, instead 2 blank spaces await him as he sighs in irritation.
Holding the radio Izuku ran back to his house, his speed accelerated as the meters increased. Drifting to a stop in front of his door he opened the door, he opened the cabinets around the house having a need to get batteries as this was his only way to listen to THE Present Mic.
Opening the final cabinet he reached forwards having a feel of everything, much to his pleasure he felt a cylinder shaped item, recoiling his arm back Izuku slapped the batteries in the back of the radio as the action was done he flipped the radio to its front side turning the switch allowing for the radio to play.
“OMG IT ACTUALLY WORKS!” Izuku jumps with cheerfulness, taking the advantage of his mother’s late night shifts as a nurse, before he runs back to the beach he takes notice of the time at a clock above the T.V, 12am he’ll just work for 2 more hours then he’ll go to sleep not like it’s a school day.
The music echoed across the streets as Izuku ran suddenly halting to a stop. “Kid, what are you doing up at this time?” A monotone voice called out as Izuku froze in shock, as he takes in the appearance of the voice. A black jumpsuit and a gray scarf with a slight yellow peeking out.
Holy Macaroni. Its the hero Izuku had been seeing on top of the rooftops. “I-I umm was going to the convenience store to get my mom some pain killers?” He tried to answer however the hero didn’t become phased by his choice of wording.
“She sent out her 4 year old of a child at 12am.” The hero answered back without any emotion in his words. But now Izuku was thinking about it he hadn’t seen his mother in 3 day’s… There was always food in the fridge and with the help of herotube he knew how to cook some foods. “Come on, I'll walk you home.” The very much taller man said.
“There’s no need! I’ll just walk back home by myself!” Izuku retaliated, he didn't need to waste his time, there was more pressing needs to do like… Arresting villains and saving civilians!
“It would be illogical for a hero to leave a child alone.” His voice echoed while he began walking, and Izuku trailing behind him. Izuku analyzed his appearance, The baggy jumpsuit most likely be like that to move freely without restrictions, The scarf has a weird shine to it meaning it isn’t made out of anything clothes are made of, possibly metal but seeing the fight’s he was in before that must be his capture tape… The peek of yellow Izuku saw earlier might be goggles so he might have an emitter quirk with something to do with the eyes.
“Wh-What’s your hero name?” Izuku stuttered out as the hero replied back to him as he stopped to let Izuku in front of him, and Izuku did as he intended.
“Eraserhead. What's your name?” The hero- Eraserhead which means that his quirk definitely corresponds with his eyes. He doesn’t exactly want to give his name out so it’ll do.
“Akatani Mikumo.”