"What was that back there fucking Deku," Katsuki growled out.

Izuku flinched, kinda scrambling away from the angry blond. He flinched when he fell onto his back. He looked up to Katsuki in fear.

Katsuki was glaring down at him, but hesitated when he saw him flinch. He shook his head before turning his glare at him full throttle.

"You've been lying to me, haven't you been shitty Deku," he slightly stomped his way towards him. "You cunt, you're nothing but a lying bastard aren't you. That's why your dad left you! That's why no one loves you! You lie," Katsuki was now towering over the cowering boy.

Izuku's eyes were wide and dilated in fear. His breathing picked up. Slowly tears gathered into his eyes.

'He's right~ You're nothing but cowardly little liar. No one loves you. You should just end it. Maybe people will actually be happy. JUST TAKE A SWAN DIVE OFF OF A ROOF ALREADY. DIE. DIE YOU BLOODY LIAR.' The voice was back.

Izuku grabbed his head and grunted in pain. He unconsciously hit his head to get the voice out. He gripped his hair. It won't go away. 'Why won't you go away,' Izuku practically begged his mind. It just continued to cackle at him.

Izuku sobbed as he violently started shaking. His breathing was rabid. His pupils were dilated. He wanted it to stop.

He started pulling his hair. It wouldn't stop. He wanted it all to stop. Why wouldn't it stop. Another sob wracked his body.

He felt someone touch his shoulder. He jerked back violently. "I- I'm sorry…I…I promise to be g-good…just please…please stop hurting me…I promise to be good now," came out his choked response.

Then it was like a switch flipped in his head. He looked up and glared at his childhood friend.

"Why are you here anyways. Shouldn't you be at home with Mitsuki and Masaru, after all you just went through a 'traumatic event'," Izuku growled out.

Katsuki just stared down at him with wide eyes. What was wrong with him. Where was the happy go lucky Izuku he's come to know.

Katsuki narrowed his eyes. As he glared down at the boy that was also glaring up at him, he growled.

"What the fuck is wrong with you shitty Deku. You think you can just lie about your quirk and then snap at me," he stomped his foot dangerously close to Izuku.

Izuku's eyes seemed to flash gold. He stood up and pushed Katsuki.

"Everything Katsuki! Everything is wrong with me! DO YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING DEPRESSED I AM! DO YOU! How many times jumping off of a damn roof sounds so good! Just to get rid of all my fucking problems! To get away from the abuse, the bullying. The constant commits of being quirkless. Being the goddamn reason my dad left! So yes Katsuki Bakugou, I THINK I HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO SNAP AT YOU," Izuku finished off his rant, huffing.

Katsuki, who fell to the ground after being pushed, stared up at him. He was shocked. Was he telling the truth? Was his life really that fucked up?

Katsuki 'tch'ed' and looked away. He didn't believe it. Shitty Deku was being shitty Deku. Of course he was lying, he's been lying for years.

"Still keeping up your lying act I see," he said with a scowl.

Izuku sighed, then removed his shirt. Katsuki stared in complete shock. Scars littered the smaller boys body. Fresh wounds covered by bandages.

"Obtaining my quirk hurt you know," Izuku looked at him with broken eyes," It hurt, felt like I was being burned inside out. I screamed Katsuki, you heard me," he unconsciously traced one of the scars you could see," I'm not lying to you Katsuki, I really did obtain my quirk today. Mom also gave me a pretty bad beating today too. It hurts Kacchan. Why does everything have to hurt."

He was back to being himself. He sniffled. He rubbed his eyes, where tears were now gathering.

"I want it to stop. But it doesn't. Is killing myself the only way? Do I really have to die to be free?" his voice broke at the end. He pulled his shirt back on and sat down. He pulled his knees to his chest, laying his head on them.

"I…I just want someone to talk to. Tell them my pain, but know one will listen. Besides Arsène, but I don't want to burden him," he hugged his knees tighter.

"Then talk to me," Katsuki said. Izuku lifted his head and looked at him shocked. "Talk to me, I want you to show me you haven't been lying to me. Not like I care anyways," he turned his head away.

Izuku gave him a smile. "Ya, okay," he said. He soon got out his phone to check the time. And boy was it late. He paled a little. "Kacchan, its 3:00 in the morning, we've been here over three hours," he said looking up.

It was Katsuki's turn to pale. The old hag was going to have his head. He nodded. He turned and started walking away. He stopped. "Let's meet here everyday. Just so you can tell about everything. And I'll listen," he said before completely walking away.

"Okay Kacchan," he smiled gently at his retreating form. He soon picked himself up.

"Well that was interesting to watch," the voice made Izuku jump and let out a high pitched squeak.

He whipped around and saw Arsène standing there. He breathed a sigh of relief. "Sorry that I sent you back without your permission," he said.

"It's okay, you had your own things to deal with. I didn't need to be in the picture," Arsène said. He gently patted Izuku's head. Said boy flinched in response.

"Ummm…We were talking about me training before we were interrupted," Izuku said looking up at the Persona.

"Yes, everyday after your talks to Bakugou, you will begin cleaning up this, I will help you on occasions, but if you want to get into UA, you need to build up strength, and figure out how to use your quirk," Arsène explained. Izuku nodded.

"Okay, I'll do…So I can become a great hero," Izuku said with a bright smile.

Arsène nodded, happy to have a new persona user. This one would make him proud just like the last one. Akira. That was his name, Akira Kurusu. Maybe this time, this one will stay alive much longer.