I couldn't stop thinking of that dream I had. Midoriya knew something and was hiding it from me, along with the Origami Craftsman. Midoriya stopped walking and tapped my shoulder.

"These are some of my friends from school!"

I looked up from the floor. There was a male with red spikey hair, a male with yellow hair, a female with brown hair and pink cheeks, a male whose hair was a blonde explosion, and a male with dark blue hair and glasses.

"These are my friends, Kirishima, Kaminari, Uraraka, Kachaan, and Iida." Midoriya introduced.

"...It's January. Shouldn't you be in school...?" I asked.

"What?" Kirishima said, clearly confused. "It's Saturday! There's no school today!"

"Oh...sorry..."

"It's fine!" Kaminari stated. "An easy mistake!"

"Who's this freak, Deku?" Kachaan asked, walking in a circle around me.

"My name is Olly." I held out a hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Kachaan."

He gave me a strange look. "Kachaan...?" He slapped my hand away.

"It is a pleasure to meet all of you, friends of Midoriya." I bowed.

"Hey, you look kinda cool!" Kaminari started poking me. "Like paper!"

"...I am paper. I am Origami."

"Cool!" Kaminari and Kirishima exclaimed in unison. "Yo Midoriya, what's his Quirk?"

"I um..."

"What's a...Quirk?" I asked. That was the second time somebody mentioned that word.

"You know about Superheroes right?" Kaminari asked.

I shook my head. "Just a blank, but I think I might have heard hero before...recently..."

"Well, a hero is somebody who devoted their life to save citizens around the world. You can become a hero if you have a Quirk, or a superhuman ability special to you!"

Something came to my mind again, much like what happened when I saw Olivia the first time. A man in red...With blue overalls...M. I think that was his name. M. It was on his hat. M. M. M...I'm missing something. But what is it? M...but what else? M. M? M!

"Olly? You okay?" Midoriya asked.

I nodded. "M..." I said to myself. "Who's M? I've seen them before too. Just like Olivia..."

Midoriya looked concerned. "M...? Is Olly remembering things?"

Hearing Midoriya being worried about my memories again made me upset. "So you are hiding something?"

"Huh?!"

"You said, "Not telling Olly is probably the right thing to do" to my father earlier. And now you sounded concerned about me remembering this...M...person. What is it? Please tell me!"

"Olly, I can't! Your dad told me not to, and I'll keep a promise for your safety!" He slumped his shoulders. "I'm sorry, Olly. I really am. I wish I could tell you everything. But that's for another time."

"I...I knew it...All this time, you and the Origami Craftsman were hiding something..." I tried to fight the tears, but emotion controlled me. "Why?! If it's about me, I should know! The same thing happened with Olivia. I know her from somewhere, but she looked...different."

"Different? How?" Midoriya asked.

"She was smaller and looked more like Origami than we do now. She called my name and asked why I was "doing this". But...what was I doing?"

Midoriya brought out his phone. "I need to make a call. I'll be back. Why don't you get to know the group better?"

He walked away.