"Hey Katsumi-chan!" An all too familiar voice called out to me. I was making my way out of Yuuei after a long day at school. I just left behind the building and was approaching the gates as someone called out to me.

I groaned, not out of annoyance, but because I knew of the conversation that was about to come up. "Hey," I turned around to see the smiling Izuku-kun whose beaming smile was aimed at me. "What's up?"

"Oh I wanted to know if you wanted to walk home together...for old times sake?" His bright eyes made it hard to say no. The big, round, green eyes of his always made me choke back what I wanted to say. I so, desperately wanted to tell him no, to tell him how betrayed I felt. How much I really wanted to tell him how I've been feeling for the past weeks about his secret.

"Oh...um, sure. Why not?" My voice cracked mid point of my sentence but that seemed to go unnoticed by the curly green haired boy.

He set me another beaming smile before gripping the straps of his bag. "Great, let's get going!"

I sighed silently in mind before walking next to the boy next to me. "So how do you think of the school so far?" He asked me as we merged into civilization.

"It's okay so far...I guess..." I looked down at the floor.

"Ah, that's good to hear..."

The both of us had settled into an uneasy silence. We walked a couple more blocks down from the school before walking upon the busiest street. Mobs of people where present at the same time everyday. It reminds me of an constant schedule for people to be walking silently and aimlessly...something that has become so clad in my mind that I fall into the same pattern.

Right foot forward, left foot back, look down, don't speak, don't bump into anyone, and repeat. It's the same thing everyday and it doesn't seem that either of us are willing to break this woven law. As Izuku-kun and I came up to ongoing traffic, I silently looked up to stare at the blur of cars.

This is how things are, aren't they? A pattern of the same daily things? Is that why hero's exist? To keep the structure of society? To keep this same pattern, going and going?

Everywhere I looked, I only come across empty faces. Does anyone think about this like I do? Why do we always fall into the same methods of living? Is it because of our living environment or something much more physiological?

I look back down the floor. Who am I to really to question things? I'm nothing more than another spectator in this crazy world we call life. Is there much change I can do for this world? Sometimes, I hope that I really could make a difference. That, sometimes, I can really change someone's outcomes.

But, in reality, it's nothing of the sort.

We are humans, at the end of the day. What can we really do to change someone else's life?

A blaring horn had ripped me out of my thoughts. I was still standing in the same spot next to Izuku-kun as the light was just about to turn red. However, as I scanned the parkway, I discovered why the honking was blaring and nonstop.

A little girl, not more than the age of 8 had kicked a ball into the street. Being a small and unsupervised child who was not thinking, she had ran out without thinking twice.

Screams of terror came from all directions around me. "Look out!" Many had yelled towards the girl. She looked up to expose beautiful ocean blue eyes. They complimented her rich brown hair and simple pink dress.

She looked up and around to see a a car, trying its best to stomp on the breaks before it collided with her. It was as if I could see the outcome before it occurred- a small body, a tainted dress, a rollingball, and more lives threaten than what it's worth.

And slowly, I lifted my bag off of my shoulder, shoving it towards my left, not caring where it ended up. My movements seemed to be in slow motion, my legs felt heavier than normal and my pulse had increased. I didn't mind the other side of traffic as I heard additional blaring horns being directed at me. My thoughts only occupied at one thought; save the girl.

Save her, you have to. She can't save herself, help her.

In that same moment, I moved my arms in a swift motion, lifting her petite body into the air before the car could come into contact. Her hair and spiraled into the air before I had drifted her into my arms.

With no time to waste, I let my body slide across the hood of the now stopped car until I slided off and hit the concrete.

All was silent and stiff for a few moments. For the first time in my whole 15 years of living in the same area, going down the same street, it was silent. There was no buzzing sounds, no horns, no footsteps...it was just quite.

"O-Onii-s-san..." a high pitched voice whispered. I looked down at the little girl in my arms. The look in her expression almost broke my heart, she was close to tears and her eyes seemed to budge ever so slightly. Her lips curved into a slight pout as she tried her very best to not cry.

Looking at her face so deeply made something stirr inside myself. Looking at her reminded myself, of who I am. A small, little girl, trying to hold back all the bad emotions. It's all I've ever done, hold stuff back. I swallowed down what I've always thought and believed in just to spare meaningless arguing.

I smiled softly at her before gently patting her soft hair. "It's alright now, okay?" She looked back up to me as people began to surrounded as and ask if we where both fine. I chuckled lightly, patting her a little teasingly this time. "It's okay to cry, I'm here for you."

In that instant, the fireworks in her dazed eyes had set off. Her little fingers had clutched around the hem of my uniform and she began to wail loudly. "I-I-I'm sorry!" She yelled mid-hiccup.

I chuckled, patting her one last time as an older women resembling the young child came up to us. She seemed to be in her late twenties, maybe early thirties. The women dressed in a simple sunflower dress had dropped to her knees and bowed deeply in front of me.

"Thank you for saving Eunbi!" She looked up to me with tears running down her cheeks as well. "You saved her life!"

I felt my awkwardness beginning to rear it's head as I felt my cheeks become hot. "I...oh I um..." I began to mutter, looking at the women who slowly began to inch closer and closer to us. The little girl, Eunbi, was still clutching onto me but seemed to calmed down. "It's nothing..." I muttered as the women began to sniffle.

After a while, the police had come towards us and began to ask me a couple questions about what happened. Eunbi and her mother stood next to me as the both us where questioned. Izuku-kun waited patiently behind me with my bag in hand. It's not that I wasn't grateful for him in staying but I really wished that he would of just offered me my bag and left.

"Normally, you would be in some trouble for using your powers unauthorized..." the policeman trailed off, looking at his notepad and back down at me. "We will have to contact your school and give them the information about what happened and let them deal with it from there."

I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. Damn, if I would of known that, I would of just took the car to the side. At least I wouldn't get in trouble in school like that. The man gave me a small smile. "Don't worry to much, I'm sure they'll be light on the punishment."

I nodded my head and gave the man a slight bow. "Thank you." I muttered before turning around to see Izuku-kun smiling at me.

"No problem," was all I heard from him but I didn't bother to turn back around since I could already hear him walking away and blending into the crowd of people.

I took my bag from Izuku-kun and rubbed my neck. "Aw man, I hope they don't kick me out now."

Well, it wouldn't be like I would be upset about it. There's plenty of normal and regular schools I could apply to. It wouldn't be a total loss.

"I am really sorry about all the trouble Eunbi has caused for you," I turned back around to see both females giving me solemn looks.

I waved her off. "No, it's no one's fault. It's not going to be bad, I swear."

"...you go to Yuuei...right?" Little Eunbi's voice squeaked up. I looked down at the girl who was looking up at me with big sparkly eyes.

I crouched down to her level. "Yeah, I do." I plainly answered.

It was as if she saw her favorite toy waiting for her under a Christmas tree. Immediately she yanked my hands and brought me in closer. "Is it cool?! Learning how to be a hero?!"

I thought back to our previous training excersise and today's earlier incident with the press. Some of the challenges I've faced so far hasn't been as bad as I expected it to be. "...yeah, you could say that."

She giggled, a soft and innocent giggle that brought me back to my childhood. Her laugh was similar to my childhood self whenever my dad did something silly. He was my role model, my everything. Both of my parents where my deepest treasures...that laugh...I haven't heard something like that in a while.

"I want to be a hero, just like you!" My breath got caught in my throat as she sent me a beaming smile. A breeze had sliced across my face that it sent several strands of my hair out of my braid. Blond streaks had framed my face as she opened her eyes and wrapped her arms around my neck. "You're my hero!"

I stayed silent, a lump forming in my throat. The little girl let go of me and sent me one last sweet smile before grabbing her mom's hand and tugging her away. "Just you wait, Onii-chan!" She called over her shoulder before melting into the sea of people.

I stood up from my crouching position and stared at the endless clad backs of strangers. Is saving people what I really wanted to do? When I saved that little girl...there was no hesitation. My body had moved all on its own. But was the pain really worth it?

"Are you okay, Katsumi-chan?" A timid voice spoke up behind me. I slowly turned around to see Izuku-kun looking at me with a worried lace face.

"...yes, I'm fine." I shook my head, trying to shake off the thoughts that had surfaced my head. "I'm okay."

We stood there in total silence besides for the blasted traffic going on behind us. Grabbing my bag from Izuku-kun's grip, I began to merge into the crowd and make my way home. I don't have any idea if he ended up following me since I take no time to turn back around.

It wasn't long before I came upon the silent route back to my home that I was able to hear following footsteps. So he did come, after all.

"Izuku-kun, if there's something on your-" I turned around mid sentence to see someone standing nearly three feet away from me. However, it wasn't Izuku-kun who was there. But a man in a long black coat and wearing a white mask.

For a moment, I felt my heart skip a beat. He stood there in total silence...staring...watching.

I gulp down my incoming anxiety and held my head tall. I can't come across as timid and scared...no. I have to show that I don't fear him. That I don't fear anything.

"What do you want?" Surprisingly, my voice didn't crack like I thought it would. The man said nothing but slowly started to reach into his cloak.

I dropped my bag on to the floor for the second time today. Getting into a fighting stance, my eyes focused onto the clothed figure. "Who ever you are, I suggest you walk away now." I warned the stranger.

There was still no response from the person who had slowly with drew his hand from the inside of his cloak. I was just about ready to dive at the taller individual before I realized they had pulled out a leather cover book which was about as thick as my forearm.

Without a word, they had set it onto the floor before lookinydown at me. I stared up at them in confusion before the figure had given me a slight bow and turned to walk away. Something in me was telling me to run after them, question who they where why they came into this deserted area, just for a book?

But I didn't. My body remained frozen as my eyes followed the mans every move until he rounded the corner down the block and disappeared from my sight. I stood there for a few more moment, my eyes trailing where the person was once standing till my eyes landed on the book on the floor.

"W...who was that?" I muttered to myself.