Sachi's log, entry 29: So there's this very interesting thing I found out and that's that I can see the new story unfold even in this non canonical limbo I have exiled myself into. With that in mind, maybe there's a way I can communicate with the new me and convince him to join my side.

If so, I can maybe get a resistance going a overthrow the author. However, I need to be sneaky about this, otherwise, I'd derail the entire reboot and get everyone killed. But for now, I will keep observing, waiting for the right opportunity.


The room was dark and hazy, as the pungent smell of smoke permeated the entire area. Hiding in a closet were two children, one aged around 14 while the other about half his age at 7. In front of them stood their father, pushing them deeper into the closet, before closing the door behind them.

"It's alright #%_*! , it will be okay, take care of your brother, daddy's only gonna be gone for a while..."

The kid couldn't hear his own name, it was a blur, and as he watched his father run off, he let out a soundless cry, dashing out the closet. Running downstairs, he saw his parents, both of them, on the floor, dead. In front of them was a crowd of people in white masks, wielding torches and homemade weapons. Eye's widened and jaw agape, he cried out once more, but couldn't hear himself. As he collapsed in horror however, he saw his own hands; they were pure gray.

"Look, there's their children! Get them!" Yelled one of the masked men.

Running at him, he saw their faces. They were hollow, soulless, like wild animals. As they closed in to grab him, he called out for help, but his voice wasn't heard, not by them, nor him. Anger welled up in him, as he desperately struggled against them. Just then, some of the masked men ran upstairs.

"Hey, there's one more kid upstairs!" He said.

!

"Do what you want with him." Replied the man pinning him down.

"But he keep saying that he's quirkless." Added the man.

"His family's tainted, so he is too by extension. Kill him." Replied the man.

As the kid watched helplessly the man walk into his room, he began to struggle violently. "Stay away from him!" He cried, but as hard as he tried, no words came out. Just then, he heard cries, cries for help, cries from his brother.

"Awww, listen to those screams, like music to my..."

Before the masked man could finish however, the kid grabbed one of his fingers with one hand, pulling it back and breaking it. As the man collapsed in pain, he dropped the machete he was holding in his other hand, which the kid promptly pick up. With the other men on him, he let out all of his anger, charging at them. Fade to black, then fade back, everyone in the room was dead, gored and butchered.

As the kid starred at the carnage, he dropped to his knees, ready to puke, until he heard his front for swing open. Assuming it was more of those masked men, he picked up his weapon, pointing at the open door. However, no one was there.

"What an odd creature you are..." A voice came from behind him.

Turning around however, he found himself staring at a new guy. His face was hidden by an inexplicable mist, but he recognized the voice. It felt so... familiar, yet so confusing. It gave him relief, but brought upon a great fear.

"It's alright now kid..."

Trying to see his face, the kid got closer.

"...For I am here!"

Suddenly, as if snapping out of a trance, he was now face to face with All Might. Looking around, he was no longer at home anymore, but instead staring at All Might, announcing his arrival in... where were they? And why is he running towards him?

"It ends here #%_*! " He yelled, trying to punch him.

Taking a punch square to the jaw, he was sent flying into a brick wall, collapsing on all fours. Confused as though why he was attacked, he suddenly noticed his hands were different. Still gray and colorless but different. They were coarse and rough, covered in scars. However, he didn't have time to think, as All Might dashed in again, trying to hit him.

Attempting to defend himself, he reached his hand out, letting out a blast of dark energy, sending All Might flying. However, the hero shook off that blast, and kept on attacking, as he was now throwing everything he's got at the hero to defend himself. However, the more he fought, the less natural his movements felt. They were, effortless, like he wasn't even thinking. Just then, wanting to stop, he was met with a great resistance, as his hand lunged forward against his will, grabbing All Might by the face, setting it ablaze with a mere touch.

As the hero jumped back, his face burning with white flames, the light source exposed something. Strings, strings that were tied to the hero, like a puppet. Just then, looking at himself, he noticed that they were attached to his body too. Shock overtook him, as a looming figure exposed himself, towering above them.

"How long are you two gonna play this charade?" the voice asked.

Suddenly, against his will, he was thrown at All Might, who, like a puppet, ran at him in a artificial and wooden way, as the two started to exchange blows once more.

"Playing hero. Playing villain. Just... playing the games of society, dancing for an invisible audience." the voice continued.

The fight was getting brutal. Their flesh being shredded, limbs broken, as wooden shards flew out of their bodies. Puppets have no blood.

"Born with such amazing gifts, yet using them for such useless purposes until your bodies are worn out and disposed." Said the voice, "Cogs in a machine, existing to perpetuate the existence of a gigantic something that serves no purpose but to exist."

The two puppets, worn out and broken, got back up, throwing one final punch, as they both shattered into wooden shards. The boy's head rolled around, it's eyes locked onto the broken scraps of both him and All Might, as their insides were exposed. Gears, their insides were filled with gears. Rusted metal gears, worn with age and broken down by time. However, among them, one gear stood out, one that seemed like glass, glistening and shining prettier than any diamond in the world.

"You live, you die, and your gifts pass on, onto the next puppet ready to be broken in the play called "Heroes and Villains" Said the voice,

Suddenly, a hand reached down, picking up the two beautiful gears in All Might and his body, as the wooden remains turn to dust.

"Poor things, this world is simply not ready for something so perfect." Said the black figure, talking to the gears, as he took out a locked black box, filled with other beautiful gears like the ones he just took, and putting them in.

Just then, the black figure noticed the remains of the boy, as his hand reached down, and the boy was able to meet face to face with the black figure.

"Don't worry..." Said the man, giving out a haunting smile, "I'll make you all perfect. I just need to clean the small imperfections. Then... you will be free..."

The boy's eyes widened in fear, as he recognized the man.

"All For One..."

"HISASHI!" All For One yelled out loud, as he shot out of his chair, covered in sweat.

Looking around, he was back in his hideout. The dark, empty atmosphere worthy of a nightmare itself felt welcoming to the villain boss, as he collapsed back into his chair.

"Are you alright, Leader?" Asked Kurogiri, walking into the room, "It's that nightmare again, isn't it?"

All For One let out a sigh, nodding.

"Leader, Hisashi's dead. He has been for nearly a decade and a half, you should know this." Said Kurogiri.

The villain leader nodded again.

"Please, Leader, let it go." Said Kurogiri, "Whatever Hisashi has done to you, it's over, nothing about the man has turned up. Even the heroes have forgotten about him."

"It's not about what he did, it's about what he believed in." Said All For One, "Hisashi was a genius, but it was his twisted views and his dedication that made him a true terror. He's the kind of man that wouldn't even let death stop him from accomplishing his goals. For such a madman to go out like that... No! He has a backup plan, I always felt it, and now... I finally found a potential lead."

"Midoriya?" Asked Kurogiri, "Sir, you seriously can't be suggesting that Hisashi planned his own death so that his son can take over, do you? I mean, the two have never even met! Heck, Izuku was born AFTER Hisashi's death!"

"And yet despite that, he still shared his father's determination. Despite that, he still was treated as an outcast, an outlier, an odd brick. Despite that, he still somehow found his way into our radar and managed to get himself under my wing! I'm not saying Inko's a bad mother, what I'm saying is that these aren't the typical things that would happen to your typical boy, yet it happened to the very son of Hisashi. This cannot be a coincidence!" Said All For One.

"So you're suggesting Hisashi somehow set up this chain of events?" Asked Kurogiri.

"With the growing tension and divide between the quirked and quirkless, the choice of settling down in Musutafu, where violence against the quirkless is at it's peak in all of Japan, and with all these powerful heroes to envy, it is very likely Hisashi at the very least wanted to corrupt and turn Izuku into another him as a backup plan. Keep in mind that it was Tenko that had his eyes on him, not us. Had we let him run loose, who knows when we could have seen another Hisashi emerge?" Explained All For One.

"So... what will happen to Izuku?" Asked All For One.

"The U.A. Infiltration strategy is not just for the sake of gaining a tactical advantage over the heroes, it's to guide Izuku away from whatever path Hisashi set him on. The way one perceives the world is greatly influenced by who you surround yourself with, so by exposing him to U.A. while guiding him under my wing, I may gain a worthy successor and bring down All Might for good in a best case scenario, and prevent Hisashi's return in a worst case scenario." Explained All For One, "Speaking of which, has Izuku agreed to this plan yet?"

Kurogiri hesitated for a moment.

"He's still... thinking about it."


It was a slow day in the league of villain's bar. While Izuku doesn't really visit the place during weekends when there are no missions or heroes to spy on, this day was extra special, as he showed up to the league, hoping something of interest was happening there, no luck though.

"Damn." Said Izuku, lying on the table, "I never knew things could ever get so... boring here."

"Well, when we aren't selling weapons to villains or collecting data on heroes, we're usually back here or at Tom's having a party after the mission." Replied Sachi, "So yeah, a day where nothing happens in an odd occurrence."

The awkward silence however was broken by a knock on the door. As Toga got up to the door, she was met by a someone no one expected to show up.

"Shoto?" She asked.

"Uh... hi." Replied the young Todoroki awkwardly.

"How did you... find us?" Asked Izuku, panicked their hideout might have been leaked.

"I've been following you." Replied Todoroki.

"Okay, that's not creepy at all." Thought everyone else.

"S-Sorry if that came off as creepy, I'm not trying to stalk any of you..." Said Todoroki, "I just... I never really had any friends before and didn't know how to approach you guys without making things awkward. I actually had so many things I wanted to ask ever since we last met at the park." Explained Todoroki.

"Uh... sure, come on in." Said Izuku, before whispering to anyone else, "No one mention ANYTHING about our plans."

As everyone nodded back, Todoroki sat by the counter, next to Izuku,

"Aren't we too young for places like these?" Asked Todoroki, noticing all the liquor.

"Don't worry about it." Replied Izuku, "So anyways, what were you gonna ask us?"

Todoroki hesitated for a moment.

"Please let me live with you guys." He said sternly.

Everyone in the room was in shock and awe.

"W-What do you mean?" Asked Izuku.

"I've been trying to run away from dad for years now." Explained Todoroki, lifting up his shirt to reveal a collection of bruises on his body, "I got into a fight with my dad again, and this time, it was the final straw between us two. I've tried to escape to different prefectures and makes a modest living off part time jobs, heck, I even ran a soba stand at one point, but due to how easily recognizable I was, I always get found in the end. My dad pays off the media to silence them and I usually get either a beating or twice as much training as I usually do."

Izuku noticed that Todoroki's face was getting more and more tense.

"I tried to seek help even from other heroes but no one would stand up for me. Since my dad was such a prominent hero figure, no one dared to question his treatment towards me, despite them knowing how cruel it all is." Todoroki continued, "I can't rely on strangers, I can't rely on the media, I can't even rely on heroes. You're all I have left."

Izuku's heart dropped upon hearing this. This wasn't just your typical sob story, he was face to face with a victim of a control freak father, one who felt powerless against those who tries to tell him what he must become and deny them of their own choices. Here he thought he'd seen it all with all the crazy backstories his own friends have been telling him, but now, he was met with someone he related to on the spiritual level.

"So please, I don't care where anymore, as long as I don't have to see that stupid flaming face again!" Todoroki begged.

Izuku didn't know what to say. He made his point, and his arguments were convincing enough. Besides, he needed more friends his age, as so far, the only friend he had in his age range kidnapped him in their first encounter. However, before he could even open his mouth, Dabi spoke up.

"Absolutely not!"

"Dabi?" said Izuku.

"I'm sorry for speaking on your behalf, Izuku, but we are not taking him in!" He exclaimed.

"Why not?" Asked Shoto, slowly starting to tear up.

Dabi, unable to stand seeing his little brother cry, leaned into Izuku.

"Hey, boss, can I talk to you in private for a bit?" Asked Dabi.

Izuku turned back to Shoto.

"Give us a moment."

In the backrooms, Izuku and Dabi were able to talk without outside interference.

"Why not? I bet he'll be of great help! He knows lots about his dad, can help us fight off villains and heroes alike, and you two could finally bond like brothers." Asked Izuku.

"I am not putting my family in danger, Izuku!" Exclaimed Dabi, "Shoto has gone through enough as a kid! I'm not just gonna throw him into this battlefield of ours where his safety is not guaranteed! Say what you want about Endeavor, but one thing I know he'll never do is kill Shoto! So as much as it pains me to say, I'd rather guarantee my little brother's safety rather than putting his life, which I became a villain to protect, on the line!"

"Then you must seriously be underestimating your little brother if you think he can't handle a couple of crooks and the occasional hero." Retorted Izuku, "This is his choice to make, Dabi!"

"A choice he would never have chosen had Endeavor just stuck his head out of his ass!" Replied Dabi, "I'm not saying that I know what's best for him, I'm just trying to pick the lesser of two evils here!"

"So you're telling me that you'd rather have your brother suffer than to be happy?!" Izuku replied, "And here I thought you were a good brother."

"I'm a brother who doesn't want his little brother to die!" Exclaimed Dabi, "Besides, aren't you gonna infiltrate U.A. anyways? If Shoto finds out your plans attend the same hero school Endeavor's been pushing him to go to for years, what would happen?!"

Izuku froze, unable to reply.

"I'm sorry boss..." Apologized Dabi, "But recruiting him risks us being found out. We simply cannot let that happen."

"I...I understand." Izuku solemnly agreed.

"I can tell him if you want. There's no need for you to break his heart." Said Dabi, as he exited the back room.

Back in the main bar, Todoroki can be seen chatting with Toga and Kurogiri.

"So you've been working here since childhood?" Asked Todoroki to Kurogiri, "But that's illegal!"

"I appreciate your concerns, Todoroki, but I assure you, there are many gray zones in the law everyone exploits." Explained Kurogiri, "It's nothing unexpected."

Todoroki then looked around to everyone.

"So you guys just break the law casually?" Asked Todoroki, his eyes glistening with innocence, "So cool..."

"Come on, you must have done something naughty in your life at least once!" Said Toga, wrapping his arms around Todoroki, who shook nervously in response, "Come on, don't be shy, share it with us!"

"I-I really never did anything bad..." Muttered Todoroki nervously, "Mommy always told me to be a good boy..."

"He's so cute!" Everyone thought.

Just then, Todoroki turned around, noticing Dabi.

"Oh, it's you." Said Todoroki, "So? What did Izuku say?"

Dabi looked at his little brother, sparkling with hope and expectation, rocking back and forth like a kid waiting for Santa, he was just that excited to separate from his dad for good. Clenching his fists, Dabi took a deep breath, only to run back to Izuku in the backrooms.

"I can't do it!" Dabi sobbed, "He's just too pure! I just can't do i-i-i-t!"

"Stay strong Dabi!" Exclaimed Izuku, "For your brother's sake!"

"R-Right..." Replied Dabi, "Then you do it!"

"Are you crazy!?" Izuku exclaimed, "What do I look like, some kind of monster?!"

"We're villains, Izuku! That's close enough!" Retorted Dabi, "Now go out there and tell him!"

"It was your idea, so you do it!" Replied Izuku.

"You agreed!" Dabi snapped back, "Isn't it the leader's duty to deliver the final say?"

"Well as your leader, I order you to tell him!" Izuku yelled back.

Just then, curious as to what was going on, Shoto stumbled into the backrooms to check on the two, only to hear them both yell, at the exact same time.

"You're not gonna make me tell him that he can't stay!"

"Wait... what?" He uttered out, attracting both of their attention.

Turning around, the two spotted Todoroki, standing by the doorway, the hope in his eyes shattered.

"You...you don't want me?" Asked Shoto, tears welling up.

"W-Well, you see... it's not that we don't like you, we just don't trust ourselves enough to keep you safe." Dabi explained, trying to calm him down.

"Keep me safe!? I never feel safe at home! You guys are the only people that make me feel anything good! Joy, happiness, freedom, everything felt like a first experience when I met you! If I can feel any of those feelings again, then I don't care what kind of illegal stuff you make me do!" Shoto begged, "Please, I don't have anywhere else to go!"

Dabi felt his stomach turning, as he went against everything he ever stood for, just to keep his little brother away from their plans. Deep down, the idea of his little bro helping him kick ass sounded like stuff he can only dream of, but at the same time, he simply couldn't bear the idea of one misstep costing his brother's life, like they narrowly dodge on a near daily basis.

"I-I'm sorry Shoto..." said Dabi, hugging his little brother, "But this is no place for a pure child like you..."

Turning his head to face his brother, Dabi noticed that Shoto's face was bright red in anger and sadness, as his cheeks puffed up, trying to hold in his tears.

"Stop acting like you're protecting!" Shoto yelled out, storming out of the room, "I hate you!"

Those last three words echoed in Dabi's mind, as the damage they caused him mentally was enough to make his collapse and curl into a ball in the corner, bawling his eyes out.

"My brother hates me my brother hatesmemybrotherhatesmemybrotherhateme..." Dabi started to mumble, his voice sounding gargly due to his crying.

Izuku on the other hand simply walked up to the bar, wearing a drained look on his face, wracked with guilt.

"Kuro, alcohol, your strongest mix." Izuku muttered.

"Sir... that's illegal." Kurogiri replied.

"Gray zones or whatever! Just give me something to drown the guilt." Izuku yelled back.

"Shame." Said Shigaraki, sinking back into his chair in the corner of the room, "Seemed like a cool guy."

"So, Shoto's not joining us?" Asked Toga.

"No, I declined him." Replied Izuku.

"But why? Why would you do that? You two seemed really friendly to one another!" Asked Toga, shaking him back and forth.

"That was Dabi's decision, Toga-sis." Explained Sachi, "And frankly, I understand. He wants to protect his little brother, no matter the cost, because he's afraid he might be more in danger here than back with his abusive father. Which he has a point."

"Sachi? How could you say that!? We look out for each other, we always have room for one more member!" Spinner exclaimed.

"No, Sachi's right." Irina cut in, "As friendly as we are to each other, we must never forget who we are. We're villains! Enemies of the heroes, menace to the public and out of reach from the grasp of law. We might be good at what we do, but we cannot deny that what we do is incredibly dangerous. This isn't a friendship club, it's a silent revolution, and we don't have the time to recruit someone we can't fully trust."

Hearing this, everyone in the room nodded in agreement.

"Man, when you're just following orders, it's amazing how quickly you can lose sight of what's actually going on." Said Magne.

"Yeah, to think we've been fighting for our lives for so long without a care or regret." Said Mr Compress.

"So... what now?" Asked Toga.

Izuku turned to his side, noticing the TV that was off. Suddenly, he recalled a choice he had yet to make, one given to him by All For One. The U.A. infiltration. With all the other things he had to deal with, fighting Raid, converting villains and small recon missions in between, he had almost forgotten about their first ever large scale attack. But, the idea of entering U.A, after all that's happened, after seeing so much of the hero world's dark underside, no longer excited him anymore, if anything, he dreaded to merely hear about that place.

Just then, he remembered what Dabi said. Endeavor's been pushing Shoto to go to U.A for years. Since he rejected Shoto's request to join them, at the very least he can make it up to him by keeping him company. Just then, Kurogiri picked up the remote.

"Ah! I almost forgot to show you guys something." Said Kurogiri, turning on the TV, was the news channel's jingle played, attracting everyone's attention, as it showed them a press conference at U.A, "This happened just this morning, before you guys arrived, you might want to see this."

On TV, Nezu, the principal of U.A was seen talking to a horde of news reporters.

"Mister Nezu, Mister Nezu! With the growing crime rates, series of leaks exposing shady business involving many graduates of your school and the heroes losing more and more, are you concerned at all with the future of this academy?" Asked a reporter.

"I assure you, the heroes are working hard to uncover these series of events. As for our school, aside from growing safety concerns, I assure you that our school's attendance rate has not dropped in the slightest. As of now, no major attacks have happened, not here nor anywhere near school grounds." Replied Nezu.

"Still, if these events are linked even in the slightest, do you have any countermeasures in place?" Asked another reporter.

"We have taken these letters of concerns into consideration." Replied Nezu, "With parents concerned with the safety of their child, we have taken the "Height Alliance" initiation into consideration, however, you shouldn't expect any changes happening in the near future."

"Height Alliance? What's that?" Asked Izuku.

"According to the leader, it's a program to transform U.A into a boarding school, providing all of the students in the hero course with residential dorm rooms." Explained Kurogiri, "Which, if you think about it, makes sense, as a good chunk of their students come from abroad anyways."

"Will these dorms be integrated?" Asked Izuku.

"Unless something happens that would convince them to do so, not likely." Replied Kurogiri.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Izuku's head. If they carry through this attack, it might just be the trigger needed to convince U.A. to initiate the dorms project. Then, Shoto could finally be separated from his dad.

"Kurogiri, call the boss for me." Said Izuku, jumping up, rejuvenated, "Tell him I'll be attending U.A!"

Kurogiri smiled, putting turning off the TV.

"Very well, young master." Said Kurogiri, as he warped away.

"So, we're infiltration U.A. now, huh?" Asked Toga.

"Yeah." Replied Izuku, "That should give us roughly 4 months worth of time to train for the give fight."

"4 months huh? So, any plans to get past their rough entrance exam?" Asked Toga.

"Actually..." Said Izuku, rubbing the back of his head, "I kinda want to ask you to train me."

Toga blushed, surprised by his proposal.

"M-Me?"

"Yeah! You've always been the most agile of the team, as well as the most skilled! And that "vanishing from plain sight" technique was always so puzzling yet impressive for me, especially since it has nothing to do with your quirk! So please, make me stronger!" Asked Izuku.

Toga moved forward, grabbing Izuku's hand.

"Of course I will!" She answered, "But, in return... are you free tomorrow?"

"Yeah, why?" Asked Izuku, blushing back.

Toga, her face bright red, looked up at Izuku.

"I was thinking, maybe we could... go out? Just the two of us." Asked Toga.

"She's asking me out?" Thought Izuku.

"Of course!" He answered, "It's a date then!"

"Yippee!" Toga jumped in joy, hugging Izuku, "I'm going on a date with Izuku~"

Later that day, returning from a frankly uneventful day, Izuku noticed someone sitting by the bridge he always crosses on his way home. Walking up to him, Izuku noticed that it was Shoto. Feeling guilty about what happened earlier that day, Izuku sat next to him, watching him gaze at the setting sun.

"It's getting dark, Shoto." Said Izuku.

"I don't really mind." Replied Shoto, "It wouldn't be much better back home."

Izuku looked at Shoto's left side. The burn mark never looked so detailed, as it was bathe in the faint warm lights of a summer twilight.

"I'm really sorry for turning you down, Shoto." Apologized Izuku.

"It's fine, it's happened before." Replied Shoto, "I don't blame you though, to be honest, I always felt there was more to you, Izuku."

"More... to me?"

"I never met someone who was so positive, confident and all around pleasant as you, Izuku, especially no one quirkless." Explained Todoroki, "Plus, your friends, they treat you with a lot of respect, despite you clearly being younger. I initially assumed it was because they saw you as a little brother, but the way you talk to them, and their way of talking back, it's like they acknowledge that you're their equal, if not even above them. I always found that... odd."

"Well, never judge a book by it's cover, I guess." Laughed Izuku.

"Izuku... I'm sorry about what happened earlier today, I really didn't mean to yell at you." Said Todoroki, "I usually wouldn't have done that if it was anyone else, but you, you're not like the rest. Honestly, I always felt a strange sense of comfort whenever I talk to you. You remind me of someone I met while running away that one time from dad."

"Someone you met?" Asked Izuku.

"Oh man, I'm gonna sound insane saying this." Said Todoroki, "This one time I was running away from home, I found myself in a villain meeting!"

"A villain meeting!?" Izuku exclaimed, taken aback.

"Yeah! There was like, hundreds of villains, all huddled together in one warehouse, waiting for a speech from someone. And that someone, he looked almost your age!"

"W-Wow, no way!" Izuku replied, realizing who he was talking about.

"The confidence in his voice, the power he emanated, it felt so... empowering, so inspiring! His speech rocked me to the very core and opened by eyes to the monsters heroes had become!"

"He was there?" Thought Izuku, as he continued to listen.

"And above all else, his speech gave me the courage to yell back at my dad." Todoroki continued, "Those bruises you saw were the result, but I don't regret a thing. I finally felt in control of my own life again."

"Sounds crazy! You sure you didn't dream up such a thing?" Asked Izuku, feigning ignorance.

"It thought it was a dream too." Replied Todoroki, "That's what it felt like. Perhaps it really was one. But it that were really the case, then I found that man's real life equivalent standing beside me right now."

"Oh, Todoroki~ Don't flatter me like that, I blush too easily." Said Izuku, his cheeks getting redder.

"Hey, I know this sounds selfish, but, do you want to go to U.A with me?" Asked Shoto out of the blue.

"Excuse me?" Asked Izuku.

"I know this may come as a surprise, but my dad never actually forced me to go to U.A, in fact, he wanted me to attend Shiketsu Academy instead. I know I badmouthed heroes earlier, but I still really want to be one. All Might is my idol after all." Explained Todoroki, "Mom always said I shared many traits with him and I just think maybe I could be a hero that could change that man's mind."

"I-I see." Said Izuku.

"Since we don't really meet up because my dad barely ever lets me leave the house, I was kinda hoping that you would at least be by my side during my high school days." Explained Todoroki, "So far, you and your friends are the only people I've ever met who doesn't care that I'm Endeavor's son. Usually, my dad meets them once and they never talk to me again."

"Why would your dad not want his own son to have friends?" Asked Izuku.

"To quote me dad, "Friends are crutches! They only get in the way!" Answered Todoroki.

"Holy shit, he said that?" Exclaimed Izuku.

"Yeah, crazy, I know." Explained Todoroki, "And soon, my high school days will start, and I can already see myself starting, attending and leaving class alone. I really want to make my time in high school, probably the only chance I get in my life where I'm separated from Endeavor by consent, as enjoyable as possible, which I just don't see happening if you're not there."

"I never knew you thought so much of me." Izuku replied.

"Well, when you grow up with no friends and any form of love taken away from you, I guess what few friends you do end up with are just that much more precious to you." Replied Todoroki, "O-Of course, you don't have to go if you have plans of your own! I'm not trying to guilt trip you, I swear!"

Izuku let out a light chuckled, before ruffling his two colored hair.

"Then I hope we get put in the same classroom, Shoto!" replied Izuku, giving him a comforting smile.

"Wait, so... that's a yes?" Asked Todoroki, his eyes tearing up.

"Hey, that's what friends are for, right?" Asked Izuku.

Suddenly, Todoroki leaped into Izuku's arms, hugging him so hard, the green teen's eyes popped out of their sockets a tad bit.

"Oh Izuku, thank you thank you thank you!"

"Shotoholycrapyou'recrushingmestahp!" Izuku wheezed in one breath.

Meanwhile, back at home, Inko was preparing dinner, until she heard a noise at the front door.

"Izuku? Is that you?" Asked Inko.

Just then, at the door, she was met with a familiar face. A man in a black suit, white, slicked back hair, aged around his late 40s.

"Mr Shigaraki?" she asked, "Is that you?"

"Good evening, Inko Midoriya." Said the man, "It's been too long."

To Be Continued...