"What happened?!" Izuku was walking through the door and his mother, Inko, look to see her son. Just as she was about to welcome back Izuku, her field of vision immediately narrowed to Izuku's right side of his face. Now she was gently rubbing the side, inspecting the forming bruise, the skin was red. "Did Bakugou do this?" She immediately thought back to the burns.

"No Mom!" Izuku stared at his mother who worried for her son safety. Wow. She questioned the bruise, she targeted Kacchan. … Thank you. "I trip on the sidewalk and landed on my face." Thinking on his feet Izuku fib to his mother again, just like when he lied to his mother about Bakugou. The only difference between of then and now is that he doesn't have any remorse for what he did, or doing as the matter of fact.

Inko looked at her son, she was being cautious to Izuku's lies. xperience his lies before so she was being cautious of Izuku's words. Izuku had to use reasoning in order to persuade her, "The marks too big for an average fist, especially Kacchan fist." In actuality, the mark on his face was large because the one that punch him was Magne. She had a strong muscular build, that her fist were larger than the average person.

Inko remained quiet examining the mark, "Okay. Let's put some ice on your face. Go lie down." The boy retrieved a frozen ice packet and gently apply pressure to it when it was pressed against his face. While lying down, the boy realized that the reason why she question her son was not because of a lack of trust, but because she more concern about her son's life. Only if she knew.

The very next day Izuku woke up with the packet stuck against his face. He removed the ice and look into the bathroom mirror to check the mark. The ice packet left an imprint on the skin and the red skin tone was now a blackly tone, indicating he had underwent signs of abuse. I would not consider this abuse.

Along the way to school, Izuku noticed that he received some looks from the people around him. He was given few more glances when he was on the train to school, and along the way to show he made a few people turn their heads to look at Izuku. When he got to class, there was only a few students, Toga was not there. Izuku rushed to his seat, he placed his arms on the table and dug his head into his arms. All he could see was darkness as he tried to hide his bruise. If I keep on getting this much attention, I won't be able to get to the warehouse. I'll have to take the back roads Magne showed me.

There was a tap on Izuku's shoulder. Who's doing this? He glanced his eye, covering the side of his face with his arm. He sees something that resembles a knitted sweater. Its Toga. Flashing back to the first day Izuku transfer, he has a guess to what Toga's reaction could be, one where she would constantly pess him until she gets what she wanted. I just want to enjoy this moment of piece a little bit more while I can. He ignore Toga and pretended to be in deep sleep.

"Hey Izuku." She started to put his hand on his shoulder, moving him back and forth. "Izuku." She smiled a bit, she put her hand on Izuku's forearm where she squeeze. Although the strike of pain was random and sudden, the pain tolerance Izuku develope made the pinch feel nothing. So he did not flinch. After a couple of minutes of trying she went back to her chair and waited for the class to start.

The tranquility and peace Izuku wanted to protect was eventually disrupted when class started. Lune walked in and began his lecture to the class, he heard from Magne that Izuku got a mark form on his face, so he assumed he was trying to hide and let him be. But there was a limit to how how much he can take notes without looking up. When he lifted his head, Lune and Toga caught his movement from the corner of there eyes and turn their gazes to him. From a quirk glance, Lune had his fair share, he knew he'll get a better view later that day. Toga, on the other hand, she had a front row view. See recorded the black skin pigments on his face, thinking of how the marks got there, curiosity and interest fill her eyes.

The boy felt that the number of people who stared at him increased as the day went on, Saint Ishiyama was not a place known for violence. So a boy who appeared to be abuse was uncommon to be seen. Just like any other day, the boy tried to isolate himself and succeeded till the free period at the end of the day where he was vulnerable to the blonde bun haired girl.

The green haired boy sat down in his usual spot and Toga followed him. "Izuku." She looked at the boy's bruise who was flipping through his notebooks, trying not to give her too much attention. "What happen to you?"

"I trip on the sidewalk." With an immediate response he took away the suspense.

"Are you sure you trip?" She reached out he hand moving closely to touch the Izuku's face. "From the angle it looks like you …" Just when see was about to touch, Izuku moved to the side and gripped her hand. She was surprised to his action, usually, Izuku would let it be, but this time he responded.

Izuku used the reflexes he developed from months of constant fighting and rejuvenating to prevent Toga from touching him. He looked at her in the eyes and said "I tripped." He said it with a type of authority. After a moment of silence, Izuku realized he was still holding her hands and he immediately let go. Toga looked at her hand, he skin was lightly red where Izuku gripped, this just sparked more interest into Izuku.

For the rest of the period, Izuku constantly swatted at Toga's hand as she attempt to touch the side of his face, being a constant annoyance to him. Just as Izuku was putting the stuff away before the bell rang, Toga reached into her bag and appeared to be sorting through something. When the bell rung, Izuku got up and walked at his normal pace, knowing that more attention would be targeted him if he was rushing. Usually when the bell rang, Toga would have stayed behind, but this time she walked at Izuku's pace to his left. "So, where are we going?"

The boy's lid opened, he lightly blushed because he was startle at Toga standing close to him. "What do you mean by that?"

"I am curious to how you spend you time alone." Toga put her hand in her pockets, "Also, I'll catch you if you happen to trip." She stare at Izuku who was lost in thought.

She's going to follow me, I cannot let her know about the warehouse. The boy looked downward, doing his best not to look at her in the eyes. "Toga, I'm heading home right now, and I need to take the train there." This should do.

They were at the entrance of the school. Toga shrugged. "I guess I don't want to take a train, I live near the school." Izuku smiled a bit at the corner of his mouth. "Okay then, enjoy your train ride. See you tomorrow Izuku." Toga walked away from Izuku in the direction of the train.

When Toga was out of her line of sight, Izuku started walking. When he got to a certain distance, he started moving through the backstreets and alleys. Although the process was gonna take twice as long, it'll guarantee that he'll not draw attention to himself. Why didn't I just put on a bandaid on this thing?

*Splash*

Coming from the alleyway he just got out from, he heard the sound of someone stepping on a puddle. I'm being followed. Izuku thought back to the lesson Doc gave him when he was training. 'The warehouse is our place of operation. Do not let anyone follow you here." Without a whimper, Izuku maintain his speed and started to head around the opposite direction of the warehouse. 'Do not let the person who is following you know you're being followed.'

After maneuvering through alleyways and alleyways, he found one alley that lead to an open and busy street. The boy quickly hid himself behind a pile of boxes, he rearrange them to so he cannot be seen in either direction but can when someone enter the alleyway he was in. More of Doc's words appeared in his mind as he waited. 'If you can, try and lose the person. And if you can, try and figure out who is following you. So that way we can dis …" The thought process was disrupted when he saw a shadow appeared from the alley he came from. The shadow crept forward reviewing a girl wearing the uniform from Saint Ishiyama. She had short black hair that reached her shoulders and freckles on her face. I never seen her before.

Author Note: As some of you notice, in the last chapter I use female pronouns for Magne. I was reading the chapter and noticed they were using female pronouns when referring this character. For the sake of keeping this fic consistent, I'll change the last chapter when I have enough free time.