Izuku is on the edge of his seat. His mind is rattled with fear and confused to the point of near exhaustion. He could barely keep his own two fleshy hands from shivering to the frightful thoughts of the given situation he is currently placed in. Tiny drops of sweat covered and scattered across his noggin while some drops slowly made their way down the young boy face like water on a windshield. His breathing is average but clearly off to other naïve living beings surrounding him in this time of reckoning. And his eye are quickly going left, right, up and down in multiple different directions trying to keep a constant but stable tab on his environment. But due to the foe who made it self known to the boy world, Izuku highly doubted that his over awareness is gonna do him any good.
'That man is here. At my school. But why?' Izuku thought.
Now lunch officially over Izuku and classmates have all returned to their assigned class room's to continuing their learning. Starting off with the teacher giving a endless lecture about ancient history with a textbook in hand. But Izuku thoughts and concerns were far far away from listening or engaging himself in the teacher teaches. His mind is still stuck on that man in the black suit. The darken stalker who hell bent on tailing him to the end of the earth and back. And it chilled Izuku to the bones knowing that he being pursed by a man who he has little knowledge about.
So out of fear of the stalker Izuku decided to sit in a desk at the far end of the classroom, sitting directly next to one of the class window's. His class currently is on the upper floors of the school building so he got a good view of the outside world in it's evening hours. The sun is still high in the sky with the baby blue color still covering the ether above the city Izuku called home. Pigeons flew in and out of the green trees like they usually do in everyday life in Japan. Plus, by judging the constant moving of the plant life such as flowers and bushes, he could tell a light wind is gently drifting across the land outside.
A lovely day indeed, but the reason Izuku decided to sit by the window is not for the view of the outdoors but to create some distance between him and the door. Izuku usually on normal cases try to sit near the front of the room knowing most of the delinquents sat in the back. But he feared that at any certain moment the man in the black suit could walk right threw that door and when he did Izuku will be able to see him. Which will give Izuku a good amount of time to react to the derange stalker as he continued to hunt young boy down like some sick game he somehow found amusing to take part in.
'I can't believe that man is actually here… at my school! B-But where is he? Is he still here?' Izuku thought, continuing to scan his environment but the shady follower.
Using only his head while staying seated in his desk, Izuku looked around his entire classroom expecting the presence of the man in the black suit watching him idly. But what Izuku saw was nothing but the everyday young faces of his classmates looking completely bored or half-a-sleep as the teacher went on with his wordings. Izuku realized is that whenever the man is close or near by he would instantly feel so cold and sick like he caught a sudden illness. Also, since he can't be spotted within the area Izuku figured he should just use this time of peace and sanity to take a breather and just relax.
"Okay…" Izuku whispered to himself, so no soul can hear. "I'm getting way to worked up about this. I just need to calm down and collect myself for a minute."
Aiming his eye's towards the window, Izuku decided to take in the evening life that played throughout on the other side of the glass. He always enjoy watching the day slowly change from the morning of dawn to the evening of dusk. It happens so slowly like it will never occur witch would certainly make some people look the other way and continue on with their ongoing daily activity's. But to Izuku he would bask in any given moment to watch and feel the periods of modern life playout as they always manage to calm him and forget the stress that piles them self's upon his bare shoulders.
So in a effort to remove the thought of the shady stalker from his head to finally put his own mind at ease. Izuku closed his eye's and silently started to repeatedly breath in and out while making sure each inhale reach his chest knowing his heart needed the air from the outer world. With his eyelids still close Izuku blocked out everything around him and used his imagination to picture himself at the top of a high mountain. A mountain so high that he could see the edge of the world and feel the righteous wind blow threw his green-ish black hair giving his sense of freedom. A freedom to conquer any dream he wanted and to solve any problem that stood in his way. While feeling so invisible he could take on a hit from a full-speed runaway train if he wanted to and still be left standing.
If only that was reality though…
Finally at peace, Izuku felt calm and complete like a family size jigsaw puzzle finally put together. He slowly opened his eyes wanting to see the beautiful green of mother nature outside the window. Knowing it will bring more life and less pain to his thoughts than his own imagination. But what he saw was nothing green noir beautiful but dark and freighting as his widen eye's scan the wilderness below.
"AAAHH!" Izuku yelled, abruptly standing out of his desk with great speed.
Standing their in the small garden under the shade of a tree, the man in the black suit is their. Looking up at Izuku classroom window while pointing a dead-like index finger at him in the same odd like posture that clearly showed that he purely derange. The man didn't move or twitch when Izuku finally took notice of his presence, as always the stalker stood like statue made out of the finest metal money can buy. But this man wasn't made out of metal… he was made out of something unknown but sinister to this holy earth and maybe the entire universe.
"Mr. Midoriya!"
Grabbing his attention by the sudden yell of his last name, Izuku looked toward the source of the sudden call. Witch was at the front of the classroom where his male teacher currently standing. Staring daggers at him with a look of annoyance pastured across his wrinkled middle-age face.
"Is their something bothering you?" The teacher asked.
"Down their!" Izuku shouted, pointing out the window. "That man down there under the tree is following me! He right down their!"
"Mr. Midoriya. Calm down and please lower your voice." The teacher ordered, in annoyance.
"But he is! That man in the black suit been following me everywhere I go!" Izuku shouted, begging the teacher to take a look out the window. "Look! He right down their!"
Obviously annoyed of the young boy shouting and accusations, the male teacher finally decided to go to window and see who out their in the school small garden. Reaching it he looked and saw no one their but the brown wood and the green leaves of a grown living tree. The plants life swaying back and fourth with the wind, dancing in the sunlight. A few birds squawking in the grass before taking off in the air. And a few flowers showing their beauty off to the world. But their were no man in a black suit standing under the tree.
"Midoriya, there is no one out their." The teacher said, returning his sight back on the young boy.
"What?" Izuku said, before looking out the window and seeing that the shady follower is gone. "But he was right their, I swear it. He was a very tall man in a black suit but I couldn't see his face and-"
"ENOUGH!" The teacher yelled, cutting Izuku off. "I believe you disturbed my class long enough Mr. Midoriya."
After a second of thinking Izuku finally took notice that he captured the attention of all his classmates and peers. Everyone eyes were locked on him questioning what is this geek talking about while some were desperately trying to hold in their snickering and laughter. Finding it very funny that the biggest nerd in the entire school is getting delusional. Obviously Izuku didn't find it funny or laughable and nether did the teacher. But due to the constant staring of his classmates and Izuku is getting very self conscious now. He never liked being the center of attention, especially like this.
"As you see I have no time of your games right now. I'm trying to teach a class." The teacher scolded him.
"But-" Izuku said.
"Don't speak!" The teacher interrupted, holding up his hand to signal Izuku to stay quiet. "If you did this outrages stunt just to dodge my lesson then I fear you have a very dark future ahead of you, son. No one in this room is interested in hearing you rant about a man in a black suit. We are here to learn and grow, not to watch people like you make a complete fools of yourself. Now unless you want to be sent to the office, I recommend taking your seat."
"B-But…" Izuku stuttered.
"Take. Your. Seat. Now!" The teacher ordered, with authority.
Doing what the teacher said Izuku sat back down in his desk, hoping to cancel out the constant staring going his way. But instead of focusing his thoughts back on the class it's self Izuku directed his sight back out the window again. Staring with eyes full of fear where the man in the black suit was currently standing. Under the shade of the big tree. Staring straight at him.
"Now as I was saying class." The teacher said, standing at the front of the class again. "Your all third years students now which mean you all need to start thinking about your future. Start thinking about what you want to do with your lives, what you want to excel at. Now im about to pass out the career aptitude test for all the boys here but… I pretty much already know every girl in this room want to take the hero course."
In a instant the room went into a uproar with celebration with all the female girls cheering while raising their arms in triumph, at the same time showing off all their own individual quirks as well. This was no secret, almost every girl in the school want to become a hero. They want to surpass their peers, their friends, and their childhood idols and become the #1 hero of Japan and possibly the world. Defeat evil while being praised for their heroic actions by thousands of adoring fans while at the same time looking good while doing it. But it wasn't so easy…
"Okay, okay calm down. I know all you girls have amazing quirks but please remember no using your powers at school. Now settle down." The male teacher stated, trying to calm the rattled girls.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Who wants to be hero, man? It's such a girly girl thing to do." Katsuki sneered, to his fellow bully friend in the neighboring desk. Hoping his insulting words didn't reach the feminine kind ears but unfortunately for the ash-blonde. They did.
"What did you say?"
The cheering stopped and silence filled the room. In unison every girl head is directed towards Katsuki. Staring him down with their eye's full of angrily fire which could possibly light the whole school in a massive ball of flame. Few teeth gritted together in fiery, silently daring the male boy with the spikey blonde hair to say that again. But due to pulsing atmosphere that spreads from the center to the dark corners of the room it's very unlikely he'll respond with any snarky remarks. But this is Katsuki Bakugo we are talking about so… don't hold your breath.
"Hm? What?" Katsuki said, not fully realizing his little comment was heard by the masses.
"I said, what did you just your say?" A girl asked again, with pigtails.
"Oh, come on! Why waste your time following the rules and taking the hero course when you can pretty much do whatever the hell you want with your quirks. You idiots are literally wasting your time becoming forgettable hero's. If I had a quirk I would use it a lot more destructively than all you bastards would!" Katsuki argued, with little thought behind his choice of words.
"Bakugo! Language." The teacher said.
"What?! You know im right, why go threw all the damn trouble protecting the pathetic weak people who can't protect their own sorry asses than using what your quirk truly have to offer. It's a wasted opportunity, just imagine for a second if I had a quirk. I would be the strongest male man in the entire universe." Katsuki stated, with a cocky grin.
"Then it's a good thing boys don't get quirks, then." Another girl said.
"You'll be the devil on earth if you had a quirk." A different girl joined in.
"Will probably have to call Nana Shimura just to take him out." A girl with blonde hair stated.
"Ha! Screw Nana Shimura! Give me a quirk and I'll kill her, hands down! She no hero! She's nothing more than tiny pieces of dirt underneath my bo-"
Without warning Katsuki twisted smile and smug attitude that showed threw out his own posture in his own seat is gone. Replaced with a mixture of shock, struggle, and confusement which is clearly displayed by his facial expression he giving off. Quickly Katsuki grabbed on to his own throat with both hands, suddenly feeling a sudden unknown force crushing his windpipes in a rather slowly but painful manner. The air in his lungs is also finding it hard to circulate and or operate threw his system. Which meant the lack oxygen to his head is making Katsuki a little too light headed for him to truly figure what's going on.
The unknown pressure continued to increase upon his throat to the point he felt like his neck is gonna snap like a twig in any given second. But that thought shortly faded from mind when Katsuki suddenly felt his own bottom and entire body leave his seat. In front of everyone Katsuki somehow levitated out of his desk and now floated in mid-air in the middle of the classroom. Still clinging dearly to his throat while being well above everyone heads, Katsuki legs squirm and kicked silently begging to be put back on the ground floor. For a living moment no one knew how this sudden display of magical power is happening till a feminine voice filled the silence…
"Don't… you ever talk about Nana Shimura like that, you piece of trash!"
A girl student with black long hair in a pony tail is standing out of her desk, aiming her sight and body towards Katsuki. Her right arm is stretched out to it's fullest length with her hand scrounging together, almost making a mighty fist. The girl face have such a angry expression you could tell she was putting every bit of rage in every wrinkle that formed on her skin. But it didn't take long for everyone to figure out that the girl with black hair in the pony tail is using her quirk 'telekinesis' on the blonde Katsuki.
"Nana Shimura is the greatest hero on the entire planet. She saved thousands of people and defeated millions of the worlds most dangerous villains. She even dedicated most of her life and personal time to her hero career just because she simply wants to help people, so we all should be grateful to have a inspiring woman like her at the top of the ranks. Especially YOU!"
"Hey! No, using your quirks at school! Put him down! Now!" The male teacher ordered.
Doing what he said, the girl dropped the ash-blonde boy from her choke hold and back into his desk now finally released, Katsuki gasp for air and welcomed the loving oxygen back into his lungs. And while he try to catch his breath the girl with the black long hair in a pony sat back down in her desk and faced the front of the room again. Not even going to waste another moment looking at him.
"If you use your quirk on school grounds again your parents will be called, are we clear?" The teacher said.
"Yes, sir." She mumbled.
Threw that entire predicament Izuku didn't give a single glance at what been happening in his classroom or anywhere else in that matter. His eye's been dead locked on the glass of the window, constantly looking below for any unknown figure lurking outside it in the small garden of the school. But so far all Izuku have seen is the same old average day of the early evening playing it's self out as usual. With no sightings of the man in the black suit showing himself for another time for today… yet.
Now of course, Izuku isn't deaf. He heard his teacher announcements about the year coming close to a end and he and his fellow male classmates need to start thinking about their future and what they plan on doing with their lives. But since Izuku have amazing grades all across the board he just plans on getting into the best high school in Japan that's near his home. He haven't thought about what he want to do for career job just yet but he confident he'll figure that out soon when the time come's down to it.
But all that crap have to be shoved to the side and worried about on a later date because right now Izuku concerns isn't on that. What have his full attention is the stalker, the man in the black suit. That man followed him home and all the way to his own school which is beyond creepy to this point. Izuku don't know what he wants or what he trying to get out of him but clearly this game that man determine to play is going to continue no matter what Izuku does.
And Izuku have no choice but to play along as well.
'BBRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!'
With the ring of a bell and the open of the school front double doors, the day is finally over. Students in black gakuran uniforms swarmed out of the building in packs while obviously talking to one another about usual pre-teen stuff. Heading off in different directions towards their homes while others stood in scattered groups chatting among themselves about whatever they considered important or even interesting to speak of.
"No sight of him yet…" Izuku said, with relief. "That's good. Hopefully I won't see him anymore today."
While some went on with their evening smiling and being their simple selves, one boy with black green-ish is clearly not. Finally leaving the building himself with a red backpack strapped to his shoulders Izuku is on the brink of breaking down. Knowing he being stalked by some creep in a black suit which no one can't manage to see is mentally tearing him apart. His head kelp going left and right and up and down trying to see if the stalker is near by, but since the school yard is littered with students heading to different locations he doubted he'll show his face in a time like this. Izuku continued to walk but as he got near the point where he'll be officially off school grounds, something strange happened.
The whole world slowly stopped and turned grey.
The colors that filled the surface of every object to every person is gone. Replaced with the lifeless sight of grey which looked blank and empty as any depressive thought that could pop right into your mind. But not only that the world have also froze and came to a complete standstill. Nothing moved, the students which still fill the school yard are frozen in place. While holding a goofy but different facial expressions on them as they stood in one place like statues.
Once Izuku caught wind of this he was completely bewildered by this sudden change.
"What…? W-What happening?" Izuku stuttered in shock.
But nothing could prepare Izuku for the sudden reappearance of the man in the black suit standing once again in front of him. Pointing the same dead-like index finger at him… again.
"It's... you." Izuku spoke.
'Izuku… Midoriya…' It spoke.
"W-What?" Izuku stuttered. "Y-You want… me?"
Author Note- If you see any errors be sure to let me know. Thanks!
