Flashback: 2 years ago

'Hmm, what to do. What to do…' were the repeating thoughts of 14 year old Midoriya who was, at the moment, having difficulty choosing an activity in his day off. Groan "Think Izuku. You can do many things but you can't figure out what to decide on!?" said the teen in frustration.

Then… an idea came to him, 'I haven't gone to the beach yet.' This is good because he hasn't had the chance to actually go sightseeing, so it's now a great time to go.

Midoriya pulls out his phone and typed in to search: popular beaches near me. The results were fast and what he saw was… a name to be exact. Takoba Municipal Beach Park… the images were… questionable.

Trash… trash… trash everywhere at the beach. Uncontrolled pollution has turned what once was a beautiful public spot into a junkyard… "Why? Why did they let this go on?" the teen was flabbergasted.

Sigh 'Just like the dojo… although they had problems maintaining it so they had to shut it down.' Midoriya then points at the images, 'But this… this is just being negligent. Environmentalists would have a field day over for this.'

The teen is feeling apathetic of going, "This ruined my chance of going to the beach. Groan What am I supposed to do now?" he's back to thinking again.

Hmm 'let's see' Midoriya checks his watch 'It's currently 1pm and I've done all my errands for the day…'

"I could visit the Bakugous… but maybe not Katsuki." He reluctantly added. "God knows what he will do after my sudden departure a few years ago."

Sigh 'Okay, time to go before the end of school hours' the teen closed his eyes and imagined himself outside his old apartment.

In one second, Midoriya is now in a different location and in front of a familiar door. He goes over to the balcony and looked to his right to see a big number 2.

"This is it. Home sweet home." The teen declared nostalgically. "Or… it used to be." He added feeling sorrow.

Midoriya shakes his head, 'No, don't be like that.' The teen thought. 'What you should focus on… is the present.'

"Now… where's the Bakugou residence." He looks over from the balcony to scan the area. "Aha! There it is."

Midoriya quickly teleports in front of the Bakugou house. It is a large, single-family detached home with numerous rooms and a front window surrounded by a wall, and with a well-kept garden.

'It's still the same.' The teen thought. 'No changes have been made.' His eyes wander all around the house exterior.

Exhale "Okay, Izuku… time to see how they're doing." He said out loud while approaching the front door. The teen looks at the door bell and thought, 'This is either going to be awkward… or just suck… Meh, reunions don't go as planned.' He added absentmindedly.

Midoriya pressed the doorbell and waited. Waiting… waiting… and waiting. The teen waits for more than a minute. "Is nobody home?" he wonders, "Did they go out to buy groceries?"

Midoriya pressed the doorbell one more time and waited once again. Nothing… still nothing. 'Hmm I guess they're not home' the teen thought feeling disappointed 'Sigh what a waste… maybe I should-'

"Who is it?" a woman's voice from the intercom interrupted his thoughts.

"Ah! Um! Hello there!" Midoriya mumbled, "So sorry! Do you happen to know the Midoriyas?"

"Yes…" the woman said hesitantly, "We used to meet and talk to each other quite a lot back then."

"I'm curious." The teen said, "Can you please tell me what happened that made them go somewhere else?"

"What are you? Some kind of junior detective"? The woman questioned.

"I'm actually a new resident here." At this point, Izuku is lying, no way of returning. "I had conversations with older residents. Majority of them saying that Mitsuki Bakugou had a falling out with Inko Midorya."

A sigh came from the intercom, "Yes… that's right" the woman sounded ashamed. "I'm guessing that this led you to here, kid."

"What were you thinking?" the teen firmly asked.

"Excuse me?" the woman is now confused. "Why the sudden change of tone?"

"What were your thoughts when Inko Midoriya told you that her son is being bullied by Katsuki Bakugou, your son?" asked Izuku.

"I… I don't…" the woman, named Mitsuki Bakugou, didn't know what to say. "Sigh I was… I… I was dumbfounded." She finally said.

The teen said nothing, so she continued "I never thought my son would resort to violent tendencies. His behaviour, I never imagined him trying to hurt anyone, not even Izuku."

"Do you regret it? Not knowing how your son acts when left alone." The question made the woman outraged.

"What are you saying!? Of course I do! I still am to this day!" Mrs. Bakugou said in anger. "You think I've forgotten about it!? I haven't forgotten about it!"

A sniffle can be heard from the intercom, the woman must be holding back tears.

'Oh no' Izuku thought in dread. 'What have I done?'

"Miss, I'm so-so sorry I didn't mean to-" the teen tried to apologize but was interrupted.

"Please, don't apologize." The woman gently said. "And call me… Mitsuki."

"Um, usually when someone tells you their first name it indicates they like you or they want to be friends with you." Said Izuku.

Loud laughter came through the intercom, "Hahahahaha! Oh… that was… exhale I really needed that, kid. Thanks." Said Mitsuki.

"No problem. And please, call me…" the teen thinks of a name, then "Yamikumo. That's short for Akatani Mikumo."

"Wow, a nickname for a complex name." The woman said. "Are you sure you're not trying to hit on me?"

Izuku blushed, "You're the one that said to call you by first name. And I prefer people calling me Yamikumo, it's much simpler."

"Why don't we have another one of these… meetings?" Mitsuki suggested.

"Wait… You want to talk again even after what happened?" the teen was confused. "Isn't that a bit… I don't know, silly or stupid?" After saying that, Izuku braced for another rage reaction from the woman.

Surprisingly, she didn't get angry and calmly said, "My husband takes Katsuki to anger management every 2 weeks. So, our meetings will be once a fortnight."

"Huh. That's a good result…" the curly haired teen said. "Why do you want to talk to me that much?"

"Because… sigh after Inko and Izuku left, it broke my heart." Said Mitsuki sorrowfully. "I apologized so many times and begged Inko to not leave."

The teen stayed silent, the woman continues. "I thought this would be enough to get her to stay… Instead, she cut me out." Mitsuki is heard holding back tears. "If I had done something sooner... maybe I'd still have a friend and a nephew."

'It's not just me who's affected.' Izuku thought. 'Aunt Mitsuki was heartbroken after mum and I left.'

The teen checks his watch, "Hey, uh Mitsuki?" he added hesitantly. "I should go now, I think I overstayed my welcome here."

"Its fine" the woman replied. "You should go now before your parents worry."

"All right" said Izuku. "See you… next time?"

"Yes." said Mitsuki. "See you next time… Yamikumo."

Chapter end