I eye the door, if it were to close again... I shudder at the thought. I step forward cautiously, keeping my eyes fixed on the figure. He turns his back to me and walks out leaving the door to swing softly on its hinges. I grab the door and peer outside, I find myself staring into light blue eyes. I feel a jolt go through me, I startle and look away quickly. The girl stand outside stares at me uninterested, I chance a peek up at her. To my surprise I feel nothing when our eyes meet, her quirk must be a one time thing.

"This is Aida. Her quirk is Thought Propagation. She is our method of communication, she is able to implant a thought into someone's head. However she must make eye contact with them at least once and than continue to look at them whilst relaying the thought."

My fingers twitch at my side. There's something that his explanation wants me to do… The man holds out something, a notebook. I take it and flick to a random page. Ah. I take note on quirks don't I? I slip the pen out of the spine and scribble furiously. A familiar sense of excitement settles in my stomach, my mouth stretches into a too wide smile. The girl makes a disapproving noise and walks off, she snaps me out of my stupor.

"Come Deku. We have much to discuss."

His voice is commanding, absolute. No one alive should disobey. I follow behind matching his pace.

"We plan to attack UA in a few months time. We have a special job for you."

I glance up at him curiously. A job for me? Finally… I'm needed somewhere.

I shudder as I walk down the street, my muscle ache but I've learnt to deal with it. It's been 3 months since I'd been released from my confinement and started my training. I found out soon after that I had spent 7 months in complete isolation. I'd grown paranoid and wary, my memories are still hazy. But my hate has remained in tact. There are two faces that my hatred is directed at, their names and faces are ingrained in my memory. I round the corner and hesitate at the gate.

As it turns out my job would be to get into UA and obtain the schedule plans so we can plan an attack in the next month or so. First I would have to return home and pass the entrance exam. I would also have to think of a story to tell the police to explain my absence in the last 10 months. I shiver as the wind picks up, I wear my school uniform that I'd gone missing in. It's tattered and dirty. I brace myself and walk up to the door and ring the bell.

The woman that opens my door is different from the mother that I remember. She is so much skinnier and has bags under her eyes, the sight shocks me. She stares at me for a few moments her mouth popped open in shock. Tears form and stream down her cheeks

"I… Izuku…"

Her voice tugs at something in my chest. She throws her arms around me and wails, her cheeks wet my shoulders. I stand for a few moments, what should someone do in this situation? I hesitate but put my arms around her.

"I'm home… Mum…"

My lack of attachment to her worries me. I'm sure there was a time where she meant so much more to me.

We sit on the sofa, she still hasn't let go of me since I entered the house.

"Izuku… Izkuku… Where were you?"

She finally pulls away and meets my eyes, pleading and agonized. I flinch, her compassion is overbearing.

"I… Don't remember. Somebody came up behind me and then the next thing I know I woke up in the middle of nowhere. I… I can still be into UA right? I didn't miss my chance right?"

I force a pleading tone grabbing tightly to be hands. She hugs me again

"Of course… Of course Izuku. We'll find out who did this to you okay?"

I nod slowly. I need to act as similar to my old self as possible. She hurries up and picks up the phone,

"He… He's home."

She beams at me, practically attacking me with happiness. I smile awkwardly. It doesn't take long for a detective to arrive, Mum waits in the living room whilst I sit opposite the detective in the dining room. This house is so nostalgic. Everything I touch sparks a memory of me and mum happy, me obsessed with a false idol. My emotions are a mess, everything merging together to form a splitting headache.

"I know you've been through a lot Izuku-Kun. We can fix everything okay? You need to tell us what happened the day you went missing."

He uses a soft tone, one that you'd use to a small child to comfort them after they've fallen and hurt themselves. I nod nervously,

"I was attacked on the way home from school, luckily All Might was there to save me."

The words are sour in my mouth,

"We had a talk… I don't remember much after that. I was attacked again… I remember being alone for so long…"

I shudder and clasp my arms, the memory I horrid enough for my act to appear real. The detective sits quietly waiting for me to continue,

"A monster came in after a long time… And than I woke up in an alleyway. I'm sorry thats all I remember."

I flash the detective a shaky and apologetic smile, he nods and smiles at me warmly. Encouraging and friendly.

"Thank you Izuku-Kun. You've been very helpful. We'll do our best to help you get back to your life Izuku-Kun."

He stands and offers a hand, I shake it and bow to him. I smile as he leaves the room. This is almost too easy. I retire early, I walk into my room and am hit with a wave of repulsion. Everywhere… Everywhere! His face smiling and mocking me. I clench my teeth and grab the nearest poster crunching it up and throwing it on the floor. I breath heavy as I try to restrain myself from doing the same to the rest. It would be too difficult to explain to my mum if I did.

I turn to my desk and pull out a torch that I'd stashed there. I go to the window and flash it three times. On cue a thought pops into my head

Well done Izu-Kun. I'll be watching over you.

I smirk,

"You won't be disappointed."

I mutter. The plan is going way smoother than I'd anticipated. People are too easily manipulated.