The quirkless hacker

The beginning

A/N Hello to all my wonderful readers this is my first time writing a story on Wattpad pls dont judge. Vote and comment pls🙏🙏

3rd person POV

It was 11pm and Izuku Midoriya knew he should be asleep but here he was hunched over his computer as usual.

Midoriya POV
As a hacker I know when to play around and I know when to be serious and right now I was dead serious. I am a small time hacker ,I've been doing this for about 2 years with a code named Deku. I work for just about anybody but villains. I've worked with a couple small time heroes like Erasure Head. Right now I was looking up some info for my favorite night crawler, Erasure head. He was looking for information on a drug ring in Hosu. In addition to my hacking services I am also an information guy (if anybody wants to know). He was one of the heroes that frequently contacted me for my services. He was also one of my heroes being that he preferred working in the shadows and didn't rely on his quirk as much. As i was wrapping up all the info into a document I got a call from the one and only hobo hero

Eraserhead - EH

Izuku - I

EH - hello deku

I - what do u want I'm busy

EH - harsh i was just wondering when i was getting that info

I - you'll get it when its ready *hangs up*

Maybe i shouldn't have been so hard but right now I'm completely focused and the call wasn't helping. After tying up some loose ends I sent a text to hobo hero telling him I'm done and to collect the package at the usual spot tomorrow. I slowly got up from my desk checking the time which read 12:30am. Usually I would be done around 3 or something after shutting off my computer I made my way to the yoga mat prepared to do some simple stretches to loosen my muscles. After about 30 minutes of stretching I was done and ready for bed. I slowly made my way to the bed collapsing and letting it absorb me. As darkness danced at the corners of my vision I welcomed sleep

Across the city on a rooftop

Aizawa POV

I am stressed is a statement that somehow sums up my life perfectly while at the same time seems inadequate. For one thing I am incredibly sleep deprived seeing as I did most one my patrols from 9-12 every night while being a teacher in the day which makes it all the so more hectic. But i manage catching little naps in between classes. While waiting on a rooftop and waiting for some crime to happen my mind wandered to my info broker, deku he sounded like 30 and what was frustrating was I couldn't find anything on him, not a location, name nothing nada. Waste of my time really, I called him as his tired raspy voice came across the phone I sighed quietly seeing as he's up might as well ask him when this info. Apparently he isn't in the mood for a talk. By talk I mean me trying to get him to reveal his identity , now you might be wondering why I take information from a person I haven't seen. The answer is simple he hasn't given me bad info why ruin something that works so well. I heard a scream from an alleyway a little down the road and headed towards it a simple robbery which I stopped quickly. Soon it was time for my shift to end as I headed back to my apartment I couldn't help but wonder about this information on the drug ring that I was tracking. 

I'll try to make them longer and sorry if it sucks ass.