"Nezu, are you sure that's a good idea?" Snipe asked, as Nezu watched Kan and Aizawa walk towards their classes, "You are aware that Midoriya probably hates Endeavor's guts, right?"

"Yep." Nezu smiled.

"You already saw what he gave All Might." Snipe replied.

"Well, it's not that bad." Nezu laughed, "Aizawa and I already marked it. It's just an essay. It's no big deal."

"No big deal. He's marked everyone else's essays just so that he doesn't have to mark Midoriya's, and you already know that he procrastinates when it comes to marking essays." Snipe grumbled, "You just want them to suffer."

"Maybe so." Nezu grinned, "Aizawa's definitely having fun, though."

"That's cause Aizawa hates All Might too." Snipe mumbled, "Ectoplasm is so lucky he teaches math; he doesn't have to mark any written reports."

"Hey, you try and mark these students messy handwriting and incomprehensible mathematical equations." Ectoplasm retorted.

Uraraka watched as Midoriya dumped a stack of notebooks on the table."Midoriya… what's that?"

"Notes." Midoriya merely replied, slipping into his seat. He arranged his notebooks neatly in a pile, before taking out his laptop and turning it on.

Aizawa had given them the homeroom period to work on their essays, since he wasn't planning on covering anything. Most of her classmates were also on their laptops, typing away, though Ashido and Kaminari seemed to be playing games instead of working. Reiko was sitting on their table, watching whatever was on their computer screens, and Ryuto was perched on Tokoyami's desk, hanging out with Dark Shadow.

Most of the class heard Midoriya's response, but chose to pretend that they didn't hear that Midoriya had said anything. There was finally some progress, and they didn't want to destroy all that by giving Midoriya more attention than he was comfortable with. But internally, they were all screaming that Midoriya was talking, even if it was only to Shinsou, Uraraka, Koda, Todoroki, and Iida. It made sense; they were the ones that had reached out to Midoriya first.

Uraraka's laptop was really old; it was her father's old laptop, and she had the device since she was ten. She took a good look at Midoriya's laptop; his laptop seemed to be made out of mismatched computer parts, and really broken and beaten up. It looked like he had salvaged it from a dump and had taken to repairing it with whatever materials he could get his hands on.

"Wow… Your laptop looks… really… broken." Iida commented, for lack of a better term, "Are you going to get a new one?"

"Don't need one. This works." Midoriya replied, as Todoroki tried to peer over his shoulder to look at his essay before Uraraka pulled him back, "Don't be nosy."

Todoroki let out a constipated looking pout, and Uraraka just laughed at the expression the ice and fire user had on his face.

"Shut up, Round Face! You're so fucking noisy!" Bakugou roared, and Kirishima laughed, pointing to something on his screen and tugging at Bakugou's arm, "You too, Shitty Hair! Leave me the fuck alone!"

"Oh, yeah, that reminds me." Aizawa spoke up, and everyone turned up to face the tired teacher, "If you write more than five hundred pages, just give me a thumb drive and the printed cover page with the page count. We don't want to waste paper."

Everyone gulped. After that essay that Midoriya had given to Yagi, it was obvious that the statement was directed at the green haired boy.

They could only wonder how much Midoriya would write about Enji. After all, Midoriya was Void, and Enji had set him on fire that one time when he was dealing with Stain. It was obvious that Midoriya hated that pro hero.

But five hundred pages? Wasn't that a bit much?

"Uh oh." Shinsou laughed, "I see that "I'll do you one better" expression in your eyes."

Midoriya cracked his knuckles.

Five hundred?

Easy.

He was almost at the sixth hundred page anyways. He was certain that Aizawa and Nezu weren't going to read it, or maybe they'd just read it for the kicks.

"Alright! We're here!" Ashido smiled, grinning as 1-A gathered in the shopping mall.

Midoriya was missing quite a bit off stuff on the shopping list, but they were mostly unimportant stuff like insect repellent and sunblock and Midoriya did not want to get out of the safety of the dorms and interact with strangers for them. He would rather get bitten by a few bugs.

But Reiko was insistent, and Midoriya was stuck in the middle of a huge shopping mall with his noisy, hyper classmates.

"We should split up into a few groups. We all need different things. We'll meet up back here in about... four hours. Okay?" Yaoyorozu asked, and received a chorus of replies from the students.

"Come on." Shinsou beckoned Midoriya, as he, Todoroki, Uraraka, Iida, and Koda went off to buy whatever they needed.

Midoriya just aimless followed behind the group as they entered shop after shop. Ryuto was in his hood, and Reiko was hidden in the secret compartment in his hoodie.

"Aren't you going to get anything?" Uraraka asked, and Midoriya shook his head.

Reiko peeked out of Midoriya's hoodie, and looked behind a corner. She gave a small meow, before ducking back inside.

Midoriya turned around to face where she was looking, catching sight of light blue hair peeking out from under a black hood.

"Well... if you see anything that you like or need, feel free to tell us and we'll just make a stop. Trust us, it won't be too much of a trouble." Iida smiled, before going back to the shopping directory of the mall that they had gone too. Midoriya just stood behind them awkwardly. Something just felt wrong, but his classmates seemed to be having fun shopping, and although Midoriya did not understand what was so fun about looking at goods through windows when they didn't actually need anything, he didn't have the heart to bother them.

Shinsou and Koda shifted themselves so that they, along with Todoroki, Uraraka and Iida, were shielding Midoriya from the rest of the crowd; it was obvious that the sheer number of people around them were making Midoriya jumpy. Midoriya never voiced his thoughts and feelings, but Koda had realized that it was much easier to read Midoriya by his body language instead of his expressions.

Todoroki needed to get some new shoes to deal, since his were wearing out; his constant usage of ice, and now, fire, were wearing them out much faster than they had expected. Luckily, it didn't take them too long to find shoes that were both ice and heat resistant; they just happened to be next to a shop that sold shoes like that, and they moved on to the next shop.

Midoriya just trailed along aimlessly; he had no intention of buying anything, and he was only here because Reiko wanted him to be here.

His classmates were finally done with their shopping, and Midoriya heaved an internal sigh of relief as they gathered at the meeting point. Just a few more minutes… and he could go back to the safety of his room.

But there was something that he had to attend to first…

He hadn't missed the blood red eyes that had been glued on him from around the corner, the entire time he had been at the mall.

Midoriya waited for Yaoyorozu to dismiss them, before he quickly disappeared into the crowd, and made his way to the bathrooms.

"Ah. Midoriya Izuku. I'm not surprised to see that you've noticed me."

Midoriya eyed the blue haired villain warily. Shigaraki was wearing a black hoodie, and did not have that hand on his face; obviously, he wasn't here to kick up a ruckus, but if Midoriya didn't play his cards right, they would have a huge problem on their hands.

"You know... I hate you. You should have died in that attack.. and yet... were we are, chatting like this event was programmed into the game files. I was surprised when I heard the news that you were injured and hospitalized, instead of being dead, but I guess the code wouldn't allow for it just yet."

Shigaraki leaned down, so that he was looking at Midoriya right in the face, "So, I'm sure you're wondering why I decided to... spawn here... to talk to you. After all, I'm not some NPC who's stationed here for eternity, just waiting to pass you the same bit of information over and over again no matter how many times you ask."

Midoriya just remained silent.

"Well, you were never one for talking." Shigaraki shrugged, "I'm just going to warn you, Void, a storm's coming, and there's nothing you can do to stop it."

Midoriya pondered the villain's words, and Shigaraki turned around to make his leave, "Well, that's all I have to say. Adios, Void."

Midoriya couldn't do anything as he watched Shigaraki disappear into the crowd.

He needed to report this to Nezu.

"So, Shigaraki sought you out." Nezu frowned, as Midoriya nodded in agreement.

"He said a storm was coming... and that I couldn't stop it... I'm still not sure what he means... sorry... I just let him get away..." Midoriya apologised. Ryuto was settled on Midoriya's shoulder, and Reiko was nestled in the green haired boy's lap, both of them desperately trying to comfort the boy.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. You took the route that resulted in the least casualities, and that's what's most important. As long as you're not hurt, it's fine." Nezu pat Midoriya's arm, before he bit his lip, deep in thought.

"You know there's that training camp for the hero course, right? The one where we were considering letting you sit out so that you could continue resting and recovering?" Nezu spoke up, and Midoriya nodded again. Nezu had mentioned it a few times before.

"I think... it's best that you go. Shigaraki knows that you're still alive and you're in UA, and I fear that he might be targeting you specifically." Nezu continued, "Only the teachers and pro heroes involved in the camp know where it's located. Plus, you'll be under the protection of other strong pro heroes, Aizawa, Vlad King, and your classmates. I think it will be the safest for you."

Midoriya rubbed his hands together. He had always felt the safest in UA, for some reason; just something about being with Nezu just made him feel safe.

But he also knew that UA wasn't impenetrable. The League had infiltrated UA twice already, even though their first attempt was a complete flunk.

Should he go on the camp?

If Nezu felt that it was safer for him to go on the camp, then Midoriya would go. He knew that the rat mouse dog bear thing would never do anything to hurt him.

"Alright. If you... think it's the best."

Nezu smiled up at the green haired boy and pat his arm, "Take care of yourself, okay?"

Aizawa tapping his fingers on his desk in the staffroom as he waited for his lesson to start. His class was supposed to hand in those reports before the camp, and his colleagues were making bets on how long an essay Midoriya would write. It wasn't too surprising; his colleagues did that really often.

All the bets placed were more than a hundred pages long. The reason was obvious; Midoriya didn't like Yagi, and had wrote a hundred-page essay, so he would probably write much, much more about Endeavor, a hero Midoriya absolutely despised.

Snipe had placed a bet of two hundred pages, and he was really, really happy that he no longer had to mark super long and detailed essays. Ectoplasm had bet two hundred and fifty, and Thirteen, despite everyone telling her that her bet was too low, and placed a bet of a hundred and fifty pages."Come on, he only has a week to write it, and 1-A went on that shopping trip over the weekend. How much can he actually write in that amount of time?" Thirteen reasoned.

"I'm not taking part in this." Inui backed out, and Kayama just laughed at him, "Spoil-sport. Three hundred."

"Er... three hundred and fifty." Yamada offered, "All Might does have a longer hero career than Endeavor."

"Apparently, in the week he was given to write All Might's essay, he also spent one afternoon jumping out of trees trying to teach Ryuto how to fly." Aizawa dryly replied, "And he did the same thing a week before to teach him how to glide. Nezu nearly got a heart attack from watching the cameras. Now that he doesn't have to teach Ryuto to fly, and with the lack of other homework, I bet he's going to write a lot more, and he also includes diagrams, and an appendix. Four hundred fifty, minimum."

Yagi was still on page fifteen of Midoriya's essay, chewing his red pen nervously as he read the paragraph for the twentieth time that hour.

Nezu laughed, "I'll be disappointed if he wrote anything less than a thousand pages."

Ectoplasm wasn't too surprised to see that Snipe was hiding in the broom closet in the staff room; the man was practically traumatized by super long essays written by a certain green haired boy, and Aizawa's class had just submitted theirs before lunch.

What he was surprised to see was Kayama and Yamada rolling on the ground, laughing their heads off, as Ishiyama stared at the laptop on Aizawa's desk with an incredulous expression on his face. The owner of the laptop was currently lying on the couch in the staffroom, also laughing.

Nezu was sitting on Ishiyama's shoulder, sipping a cup of tea.

"Okay, what now?" Ectoplasm asked.

"Essay." Snipe peeked out the closet, giving him the one-word reply, before slamming the closet door shut.

"That much was obvious." Ectoplasm mumbled under his breath, before walking over to Ishiyama, "Wasn't he assigned Endeavor? What's so funny about that?"

Ishiyama was close to laughing himself, and pointed at the laptop, "Just… read the contents page."

Ectoplasm leaned down to peer at the screen, and stared.

Midoriya had listed down several sections, including the pros and the cons of the pro hero. The section on pros was only two pages long, and the section on cons was over two hundred pages, and was divided into twenty plus other subsections which included the hero's personality, quirk, civilian casualties, and other categories that Ectoplasm was having trouble registering at this point in time.

Ectoplasm's eyes trailed to the number of pages of the document, and his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Three thousand, nine hundred, and seventy three pages?"

Ishiyama nodded, smiling, "That's not even counting the appendix, which is around another thousand pages. Midoriya's not expressive by any normal means, but ... I'm just happy he is able to express himself somehow. Even if it's by being really passive-aggressive when it comes to homework."

Ishiyam grabbed the mouse, and scrolled down a few hundred pages to the section labeled as Enji's pros.

Which literally just contained a few paragraphs about how nice Todoroki was and the only good thing about Enji was that his kids were around.

And a few more paragraphs about Todoroki, Touya, Fuyumi, Natsuo, and Rei, with no mention of the hero himself.

Ectoplasm couldn't help himself, and scrolled down to the next section.

"While every hero has their pros and cons, most heroes have a balance of them, and with the help of other heroes, can help to negate the cons. However, in Endeavor's case, many heroes are required in order to negate just a few of this man's cons."

Ectoplasm chuckled; Midoriya certainly was correct about that.

"Heroes are supposed to ensure that collateral damage remains at a minimum, and civilian casualties should be avoided as much as possible. But clearly, a certain fire hero was not given the memo, though it was probably left somewhere, forgotten in his wake of fruitlessly attempting to become the number one hero.

In the past month alone, from the writing of this report, there have been eighteen cases of minor civilian casualties and thirty-seven cases where unfortunate victims that were caught in the crossfire had to be hospitalized.

Perhaps he would have better luck if he tried to avoid all this. At least All Might does not damage a building every time he takes down a villain."

Ectoplasm could barely contain his own laughter as he scrolled downwards. Midoriya's essay was hilarious, accurate, on point, and he was continuously throwing shade at Enji. How could that not be enjoyable?

"Endeavor's ego is inflated to the point where he cannot see what is in front of him, very literally. Apparently, he thinks that it is a good idea to not let his youngest son interact with the rest of his siblings for "training", which, in his dictionary, means "constantly attacking and hoping that his son will learn to use his quirk from being attacked." It is no wonder that Todoroki Shouto would have such a huge aversion to using the fire side of his quirk; who would want to use a fire quirk if they were constantly being set on fire and burnt?"

"Snipe, you should seriously read it. It's not as bad as you think." Ectoplasm stood up, and he spotted Snipe peeking out from the broom closet, "Seriously. It's hilarious, and I'm sure that as long as you don't need to check the references, it would be alright."

Out of the corner of his eye, Ectoplasm saw Nezu placing an order for fireproof paper. He wondered what that was about. Maybe he was giving something to Todoroki and he didn't want the boy to burn it by accident.

Midoriya looked around nervously. Aizawa had given him permission to bring Reiko and Ryuto, so there was that, but something about the trip just made him uncomfortable.

I'm probably overthinking it.

"Is that all you have?" Uraraka asked.

Midoriya looked down at his bag. He had a backpack, with a few days' worth of clothes inside, as well as his toothbrush, toothpaste and towels. He also had a few knives stashed everywhere, including in a few secret compartments in his shoes.

The perks of salvaging everything he owned from the dump; it was eco-friendly, and he could make as many modifications as he wanted.

"Hey, Midoriya." Shinsou greeted, walking over to stand next to the boy, "Sit with me on the bus?"

Midoriya nodded, trying to ignore the violent churning in his stomach. He was honestly glad that the purple haired boy had brought it up; he was more comfortable around Iida, Uraraka, Koda, Shinsou, and Todoroki, and he honestly didn't want to bother them and ask to sit with them. He did not want to end up with Ashido or Kaminari or Kirishima; as sweet as they were with trying to befriend him, they talked too much, too loudly, and constantly invaded his personal space.

Iida was talking to Yaoyorozu about the camp, chopping his arms left and right as he tried to order his classmates around. Apparently, they were going to board the bus soon, and Iida wanted everyone to get into pairs so that they could board the bus in an orderly fashion.

Same old Iida.

Shinsou heaved a sigh of relief, "Awesome."

Just thinking about asking to sit next to the green haired boy made Shinsou nervous, and he wasn't sure if Midoriya would agree or not. He was glad that Midoriya had accepted his offer.

"Can I take the aisle seat? Or do you have a preference?" Shinsou asked.

Midoriya shrugged, mumbling, "It's okay. I don't mind."

"Alright. I guess we should be getting on now." Shinsou turned, finding Ojiro and Hagakure boarding the bus with the rest of the students trailing behind them. Midoriya was trying to stop Shoji from putting his bag in the storage compartment of the bus, and Uraraka gave Shinsou a thumbs up while Midoriya was distracted.

"Midoriya." Aizawa stated, and Midoriya warily walked over to Aizawa. The bus had stopped by the side of the road, and there wasn't a toilet or anything around them, just a cliff and a forest below them, so there was absolutely no reason for Aizawa to call a stop here.

It had to be another one of his logical ruses.

"The Pussycats are here, and Pixie Bob will be using her quirk to send everyone down into the forest to fight her earth beasts."

Midoriya blanched, and immediately turned to face the pro hero in question.

"I'm just telling you beforehand so you can decide whether or not you want to join your classmates in this exercise. This camp is supposed to be for them to train their quirks, and you don't have a quirk that we can train. You can choose whether to sit out."

Midoriya clenched his fists, and his eyes trailed over the cliff. If Tsuchikawa made them fall…

He didn't want his classmates to get hurt.

As much as he hated to admit it, he kind of liked his classmates. No one telling him to kill himself, no one pushing him down the stairs or smashing him into walls. But they were probably just waiting for him to lower his guard before they broke his heart again.

He couldn't afford to let that happen. His heart wouldn't be able to take the damage.

But how he felt towards his classmates didn't change the fact that it wasn't fair that he could choose to sit out while the others didn't have a choice.

Midoriya looked up at Aizawa, and signed, "I'll join the exercise, but Reiko and Ryuto aren't going to."

"Alright then. Don't tell the others though, and please, don't stop Pixie Bob. She won't hurt the others on purpose." Aizawa replied.

Midoriya carefully handed Reiko over to Aizawa, before nudging the hawk that was on his shoulder and tilting his head towards Aizawa. Ryuto gave an annoyed squawk, and shook his head, but Midoriya just nudged him again.

Ryuto reluctantly flapped his wings, hopping over to perch on Aizawa's shoulder, and Midoriya shot Aizawa one final glare, before walking over to join Shinsou and Koda as they admired the scenery.

That glare was a warning. If either Reiko or Ryuto got hurt on his watch, Aizawa was going to have hell to pay.

"So... the Wild Wild Pussycats, huh?" Shinsou grinned, "Know anything about them?"

"Four-person agency hero team. Veteran team that specialises in mountain rescues!" Midoriya signed back. All his classmates were crammed in a relatively small space; he didn't want to talk.

"Huh, that's the kid, right?" Sosaki asked, moving over to stand next to Aizawa, "Nezu's little cub."

"Yep." Aizawa replied, as Ryuto looked at Sosaki curiously, wings slightly outstretched. Reiko gave a small meow, and Ryuto looked down at the cat. Sosaki cautiously stuck out her hand, and Reiko sniffed at her hand, before looking up at the hawk, meowing.

"They're more friendly than the pup is, that's for sure." Sosaski laughed, scratching Reiko gently behind her ears.

"Midoriya knows about the agreement."

Sosaki frowned, "You told him?"

"Figured it was for the best." Aizawa shrugged, "Plus, if Midoriya figured it out on his own, he would probably try to attack her, and I'm sure he had a few knives hidden… somewhere. Plus, he wouldn't trust Pixie Bob for the rest of the camp."

"Oh… yeah… trust issues. Got it." Sosaki nodded, "I'll tell her to start?"

Aizawa nodded, and Sosaki sent a telepathic message to Tsuchikawa, before replying, "All set. Now just one... two..."

"It's nine thirty in the morning. If you're fast, maybe around noon?" Tsuchikawa's claws glinted as she licked her lips.

Kirishima yelped, "Not good! Let's get back!"

"Back to the bus!" Ashido screamed, and all the students made a mad dash to the bus, save for Midoriya. The boy was just stood there, waiting for Tsuchikawa to make her move.

"Kittens who don't make it back by twelve thirty don't get lunch!" The pro hero grinned. She smashed her fist into the ground, setting off an avalanche of rocks and dirt that swept everyone off their feet and into the forest below.

"This is private land, so feel free to use your quirks as you see fit!" Tsuchikawa grinned, yelling down the cliff, watching as Midoriya balanced himself on one of the larger rock slabs, easily riding the wave of dirt and stones to the bottom of the cliff.

"The pup's scrawny as hell, but he's got skill." Tsuchikawa whistled.

Kota just watched the green haired boy as he skidded down the cliff.

Why did he seem so familiar?

"Help! What are these!?" Kaminari screeched as he ran from one of the beasts. Midoriya whipped out one of the knives out of back pocket, and leapt onto the earthen monster, viciously stabbing his knife into the monsters neck. With a quick twist, the rock that made up the beast's neck cracked, and the monster's entire head fell off.

Midoriya jumped off the beast, landing on the ground, just as the monster he had decapitated crumbled and disintegrated into nothingness.

"Whew. Thanks." Kaminari sighed, leaning against a tree, panting, before another earth monster burst out of the trees, flapping its wings before taking to the sky.

"Holy shit! What the hell!" Ashido screamed, spraying one monster directly in the face with her most potent acid.

"Does anyone have a plan?" Jiro asked, stabbing her earphone jacks into a monster, distracting it, before Iida rushed in and kicked the beast to pieces.

Midoriya pointed to Jiro and Shoji, pointing to his ear before pointing into the forest. Iida immediately got the message, "Jiro, Shoji, take the front! You guys have the best hearing, try to head in that direction!"

Jiro plugged her earlobes into the ground as Shoji transformed his limbs to into ears.

"Camp's that way." Jiro pointed, "I hear someone called... Tiger, or something?"

Midoriya nodded.

"Alright! Gather in a group, stay together, don't get separated from each other!" Yaoyorozu yelled, whipping out a metal pole and bashing a beast into the ground. "I don't think these are real animals! Koda, stay away from them!"

Midoriya immediately hacked away at the beast that Koda was trying to talk to, slicing it's arms and legs off. Todoroki finished the job with a well aimed blast of fire.

"Aim for the joints!" Shinsou shouted, as he bashed another beast to dust with a pole that Yaoyorozu had given him.

Kirishima and Sato were easily smashing through the earth beasts, and Jiro was sitting on Shoji's shoulders, guiding the group through the forest.

"On your left, Midoriya!" Kaminari yelled, ducking under a monster that Ashido melted with her acid. Midoriya promptly whirled around, kicking another beast's clean off, before nodding at Kaminari.

Kaminari squealed, and Sero pulled the electric boy out of the way as a flying beast swooped down on him.

Midoriya snapped his fingers, getting Sero's attention, before pointing at the beast's wings. The tape boy grinned, "Gotcha!"

He shot his tape out, tangling the beast's wings with the tape, and yanked the monster towards the ground, where it collided with another monster and they both crumbled to dust.

"Fuck you!" Bakugou roared, blasting one monster to bits, before he turned around to blast another, "And fuck you too!"

Dark Shadow was cackling as he tore the monsters apart.

"Hey guys!" Kendo waved.

Kan and Aizawa talking about something, with the four Pussycats by their side, and 1-B standing next to them, patiently waiting for instructions.

Monoma looked down at 1-A's disheveled uniforms. Bakugou and Todoroki's uniforms were singed and torn, and everyone's uniforms were pretty much covered in holes and scratches. All save for Midoriya, whose uniform looked completely untouched, pristine and clean.

Ryuto gave a squeak, hopping off Aizawa's shoulder and flying over to Midoriya. The bird settled down in Midoriya's messy bush of hair, before starting to preen, and Midoriya reached up to scratch the hawk's head. Reiko had leapt out of Aizawa's arms, and was currently pawing at Midoriya's pants. Midoriya scooped her up, and deposited her on his shoulder.

"Well, looks like everyone made it one piece." Sosaki grinned, "Go grab your stuff and see the rooms. The bus already dropped off all your bags. The boys and girls rooms are labelled. We'll have dinner in two hours, and you guys can also use the hot springs later, so get moving."

"Who's that?" Kirishima asked, pointing at the black haired boy that stood with the Pussycats.

"Ah, that's my nephew, Kota. He's currently staying with us." Sosaki replied, watching curiously as Kota kept his eyes glued on Midoriya.

"Hi!" Kirishima waved, but Kota just huffed and looked away from them.

"I like him." Bakugou grinned, only for Todoroki to reply, "Well... he does act a lot like you."

"What you say, Icy Hot?"

"The truth."

Kendo sweatdropped as Bakugou and Todoroki started bickering again, and pulled Monoma away before he could start commenting on 1-A's lack of teamwork.

Midoriya moved to pick up his bag, before he turned to look at Kota, who was looking at him again.

There was something familiar about him, Midoriya had noticed that when he first saw the boy on top of the cliff, but he still couldn't put his finger on it.

"Aw man, this tastes awesome!" Kaminari wolfed down his food.

"This is the only time we will make food for you. Any other times, you will have to make your own food, so enjoy it while it lasts." Tsuchikawa grinned, watching the students shovel food into their mouths.

Except for one.

Midoriya Izuku.

The boy was just watching his classmates eat, having pushed his plate away in favour for a glass of water. As far as Sosaki was concerned, Midoriya had just taken a small helping of rice. Wasn't he hungry?

"Hey, Kota, wanna eat with us?" Kirishima offered, but the small boy just snapped back at him, "Shut up! I don't want to be friends with hero wannabes like you!"

Kota got up, before walking over to the cliff, settling down by the edge.

Sosaki sighed.

Reiko nudged Midoriya's arm gently, before turning back to the carrot that she was nibbling on. Ryuto was eating some of the meat that the Pussycats had served to the students, curiously listening as the students chattered.

Midoriya continued to look at Kota.

It finally clicked.

He recognised that look in his eyes; he saw it every time he looked at himself in the mirror.

Those were the eyes of someone who had lost everything that they had cared about.

He turned back to his water, taking a large gulp of it, before putting the cup down.

"You seriously not going to eat anything?" Monoma asked, and Midoriya shook his head, his stomach churning uncomfortably from the sheer sight of so much food on the table.

Midoriya stood inside the locker room, watching as his classmates changed their clothes. He had seen his classmates changing before, since he always changed relatively quickly inside a cubicle and leaving while his classmates were talking, and he had no intention of actually soaking in the hot springs. He would just keep an eye on Mineta, take a quick shower, and maybe do some personal training before going to sleep.

What was a hot spring, anyways?

Uraraka had insisted that Reiko go to the female's side of the hot springs, since she was a female, and Midoriya reluctantly let his cat follow Uraraka, since Reiko seemed pretty excited about the thought of a hot spring.

His classmates finished wrapping their towels around their waists, and made their way out. Midoriya followed behind them, keeping his eyes glued on Mineta.

He watched as his classmates slipped into the water, and Ryuto glided down from his perch on Midoriya's shoulder, sticking a talon into the shallow part of the water experimentally. He gave a content purr, before hopping into the water, creating a small splash.

"Food and stuff isn't that important. That's not what I want." Everyone turned to look at Mineta, who was starting at the wall that separated the female and the male baths. Midoriya turned to look at the orb-haired boy, reaching into his pocket to fish out a knife.

Kaminari splashed some water at Ojiro.

"What I want is far beyond that wall!"

"What are you talking about?" Kamakiri asked, turning his attention from his friends to face the orb-haired boy.

"You see, for them to not stagger bathing times for men and women is an accident. Yes, an accident waiting to happen." Mineta continued, and Shinsou sighed, sinking into the water, watching as Midoriya glared at the shorter boy.

Mineta had just dug his own grave.

"Mineta, no!" Iida yelled, standing up, and Monoma poked Shinsou, "You seem to be way too calm about this."

"Eh. Midoriya would deal with it. He's less tolerant of Mineta's antics than all of us combined." Shinsou shrugged, sitting up to watch the drama.

"What you are doing is demeaning for both you and the girls!" Iida shouted, starting to march out of the hot springs, "It is shameful behaviour!"

"You're too fussy." Mineta calmly replied, reaching up to pop an orb off his head, before leaping upwards, scaling the wall, "Walls are meant to be - AAACKK!"

Mineta was cut off as a knife was lodged into the wall, mere millimeters from his face. Mineta promptly lost his balance, and crashed into the cold, hard ground.

Monoma blinked. He had been watching Midoriya, but the boy had just acted before his mind had even registered it.

"Oww... what was that for?" Mineta groaned, sitting up to see who had thrown the knife, "Who even brings a knife to -"

He shrieked again, as a knife flew past his face, tumbling to the ground. He looked up, seeing Midoriya leaning against the door, casually twirling yet another knife between his fingers.

"You can't just -" Mineta tried to protest, but Midoriya just looked up, glaring at Mineta right in the eye.

He raised the knife, and Mineta shrieked once more, bringing his arms to protect himself as he heard the knife flying through the air for the third time.

Mineta blinked, as he felt nothing, and looked around, only to jump in shock as a knife fell downwards, almost stabbing his foot. Monoma's jaw dropped. Midoriya had just easily dislodged the knife from the wall with another well aimed throw, and that was no small feat at all.

Midoriya walked towards Mineta, and bared his teeth, growling. Mineta yelped in fear, immediately diving into the hot springs. The green haired boy proceeded to collect his thrown knives, before returning to his position by the door.

"That was so manly." Kirishima grinned, and Tetsutetsu replied, "I know, right?"

"Mineta really is the worst, isn't he?" Ashido was heard over the wall, "I thought he would have learnt his lesson after that first time Midoriya scared him."

"Thanks, Midoriya!" Hagakure yelled, and Midoriya just gave a small grunt.

Kota peeked over from his position on the wall, eyeing the boy's side of the hot springs warily, before turning to look at Midoriya.

Midoriya looked up at the black haired boy, and Kota growled, before ducking back down, out of sight.