"-Ya... Midoriya!" the teacher's voice shout snapped the green hair boy out of his thoughts, "Please stop daydreaming in class and pay attention to the lesson."

The whole class titters in laughter at his embarrassment, face red, "Sorry sensei, I will pay attention."

"See that you do. Now, can anyone solve number fourteen's equation?" sensei continues on with their lesson and Izuku pulls out one of my notebooks to add an item to my backpack list.

He looks over the list so far; bungie cord, paracord, industrial quick cure sealants, multi-tool folding shovel, extension cords, 4 ration bars, rubber boots, three shirts, a co2 fire extinguisher, empty bottles, mint gum... and quickly add bike helmet to the growing list.

He flips to the back of my notebook and begins writing again, this time in what appears to be a one sided conversation; 'Right, i should probably introduce myself. My name is Midoriya Izuku. it feels a little strange being the one who is watched instead of being the watcher. I am going to assume youre like me and cant interact with me like I cant with what I see if only to ease my anxiety of the situation.'

"Midoriya!"

Izuku looks up from his notebook, "yes sensei?"

"Please solve sixteen for us to prove youve been paying attention."

He looks the whiteboard over, doing some mental math, "isnt it 54?"

"Is that a question or your answer?" more laughter.

"my answer... sir..."

"yes well youre correct. The bells about to ring so please do packets from 1a to 4d this weekend and I will take them up monday before we go over what the class plans to do for highschool."

The class president suddenly calls out, "Stand!" They wait for us to stand before continuing, "Bow!"

"Thank You Rei-chan. Everyone have a nice weekend and stay out of trouble."

Izuku picks up a large backpack and goes to leave class, surprised when there is no one shouting at him. Putting on his shoes he goes stiff, his eyes take on a distant look and begin darting back and forth. As quickly as it began it stops, he looks in this direction and slides an bluetooth earpiece onto his head and begins walking down the street.

"Right, now this shouldn't look so strange now, me talking to nothing. My name is Izuku and I assume your quirk is like mine? I probably shouldn't ask any questions since you can' answer them. So I will just tell you about mine while I take care of some things. In this world humans have evolved to have a certain power or uniqueness called a quirk. They can be listed under three types of quirks; mutant, transformation and emitter. i suppose mine would be a transformation quirk but we've been unable to get any doctor to prove that this is actually my quirk."

He has walked some ways now, Izuku stops at a corner and begins searching the bushs nearby, "come on... it should be around here somewhere... aha!" He holds up a 10,000 yen note, "glad this one was close enough so there wasnt any deviation. But right, my quirk. I call it voyeur since i can only look into either different dimensions or different timelines. I'm not 100% sure. It's usually in a third person view about an Izuku though so that is a constant."

Izuku pulls a young lady back by her blouse to prevent her from walking into a speeding motorbike to which she gives him a kiss on the cheek as thanks much to his embarrassment, "So yeah, stuff like that happens a lot. Other than finding free money, finding pets or the saving the odd person from getting intimate with Truck-kun's grill, my quirks kinda boring."

He stops in front of an apartment door and unlocks it, "mom, I'm home!"

"welcome home, izuku! theres some veggie snacks for you in the fridge," a woman's voice calls out from somewhere in the house.

"Awesome! Thanks mom!" Izuku chucks his backpack onto the couch where it sinks heavily into the cushions. He leaves the field of view and opens the fridge then crunching down on something. "Anyways, that was my mom, Inko. Why are you staring at my backpack?"

He comes back into frame, "oh i get it, you're probably backpack filling right now right? Here, I can show you what I have so far and maybe that'll help you in filling yours."

Izuku begins unloading his backpack, revealing it holds way more than should feasible. "let's see here, ive got a grappling hook, a floatation device, some rope, a compact defibrillator, an oxygen mask with a small tank, a stun baton, a stun gun, a billy club, a collapsible saw, gumballs, marbles, a large bag of four sided dice, some throwing knives, an actual knife, mighty tape, a liter of lube seriously dont ask but its surprisingly helpful in some situations. Oh and a fire starting kit and first aid case are required of course."

"Izuku, what have I said about putting that backpack on the couch? youre going to wear out the springs with its weight."

"Sorry mom, I was showing my little follower what was in my bag. I will clean it up, I promise."

The field of view turns to inko, she is drying her hair and is wearing a nice dress, hugging her thin frame nicely.

"Of course honey, I have a date tonight so I will leave you some money for dinner tonight."

"Thanks mom, uh..." Izuku seems to have noticed something, "where are you going exactly?"

"He said well be having dinner at a place called Stellas and we might go for a walk afterwords at Takoba Beach Park."

The scene suddenly blinks out and I'm standing on a corner as the sun is setting, it has been almost a day since that scene and mom still hasnt come home. I had already checked Stellas so I pulled out my phone and looked up Takoba Beach Park, its not far so i begin running there as fast as I can.

"Dont worry mom, why? Because I will be there."