YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, I AM ANNOYED WITH MY SPARATIC WRITING SCHEDULE! not even a schedule, more like random writing sprees.

~URARAKA~

"What?! Izuku, is innocent?" I questioned All Might's words.

"Yes, he has..." He paused, "Many... concerning alibis."

I took a moment, I was honestly happy but I needed a moment.

"Would you like to see him?" He asked me.

I nodded, "Please."

"Alright."

~1 HOUR LATER~

I knocked on the door looking through the small window on the front of it. I saw him sitting alone in his room, jumping as soon as my hand made contact with the door.

I slowly opened the door, "Izuku?"

His eyes widened and he dashed towards me, jumping into an embrace, "Uraraka!"

He caught me off guard, my arms hovering stiff in the air. I slowly placed my arms around him then after a moment distanced myself from him so I could see his face. His weak smile and the scars that covered his skin.

"You really are okay..." My eyes welled with tears, "I'm so sorry."

He hung his head, "N-no... I am... I couldn't do anything."

"Don't be sorry," I told him, "It's not your fault."

He grabbed his arm and held it to his side, I noticed the scars around his wrists.

I bent over to reach for his arms and point at the scars but his reaction was more than I expected.

As soon as got close to his wrists he jumped back, stumbling over his own feet and falling onto the ground with a thud, "D-don't t-touch!" He cried with slight fear, "Don't touch... don't touch- don't touch- don't touch- don't touch- Don't touch!"

I almost jumped myself seeing him freak out so much, I could hardly recognize him.

He was grasping his wrist trying to cover the scars, repeating those same to words to himself... over and over like he forgot I was in the room.

I reached out my hand to help him up off the ground but-

With almost no delay at all, he swatted my hand out of the way. His expression completely changing in the middle for a split moment, but by the time he had swatted away my hand though, he was still traumatized. For the moment his expression changed, he gave off a completely different vibe, and now, the entire atmosphere felt heavy.

He calmed down for a moment looking down then back up at me, "Sorry..."

"I-it's okay..." I said uneasy, not quite sure how I should be feeling.

"Can you just leave..." He sighed with a shudder, "I prefer being alone in small rooms..."

Three years can do this to someone? What exactly did he go through...

"Yeah, sure," I turned around and opened the door to leave and heard a faint whisper.

"Maybe she'll be 166."

I froze and instantly turned around, fear in my eyes. Izuku was still on the ground, looking upset. I shook my head, not sure if I actually heard anything, and left.

I looked over at All Might, he was waiting outside the room, "I think we should give him some time, he..." I paused, "He just seems... out of it. He's frightened and I don't want to make things more troublesome for him than they already are."

All Might nodded, "I overheard... I think it would be best to give him some time to himself."

What am I afraid of? Izuku is back and he's going to get better... He didn't say anything, it was only my imagination...

~All Might~

I looked down at Uraraka as she walked ahead of me, she seemed to be taken back quite a bit. It wasn't odd that she would be upset, or quiet after seeing Izuku react like that but there was something else. It was almost as if she was afraid.

But, of what?

~Two Days Later~

I was at the same place where Izuku was staying, in the middle of speaking to the doctors watching over him. He hadn't been leaving his room or socializing with anyone, which was to be expected for now. But he wasn't sleeping or eating either. He told the doctors that he was terrified of closing his eyes, in fear of seeing the ones he cared about murdered before his eyes as he did before.

As for why he wasn't eating, he never said. He just sat on his bed alone in silence leaving the food untouched by the door.

The doctors also stated that there's another patient, a girl, that continuously tries to get Izuku to open the door so that they can talk. Izuku remains quiet and stays away from the door. The girl was a few years younger than Izuku and had overheard what had happened the other day and had wanted to try and cheer him up.

If Izuku would come out of his room, he might actually have someone he can connect with. This is what his doctors were hoping for, but so far, little has happened that could be called "good news".

Izuku hadn't left his room, hadn't slept, hadn't eaten, and continues to refuse any tests the doctors want to run. They describe him as being terrified of the thought of leaving the confines of his room in fear he might be taken away again. In fear that he will never be safe and out of harm's reach.

He hasn't seen the light of this world in so long and has grown fearful.

Afraid of almost everyone around him, even those who only wish is to help him.

~Zero~

I was sitting on my bed, bored out of my mind.

I heard the sound of someone at my door, already knowing who it was.

Well, not entirely.

"Hello?" This soft young voice tried to get me to come to the door, "I want to talk with you, is that okay?"

For once, I walked up to the door and opened it slightly. I looked at the girl, much younger than me and dressed in a lavender shirt and jean overalls.

Light blonde hair up in two small pigtails, with little rainbow clips all over in her hair.

This girl...

"H- Hi..." I muttered.

She smiled and asked if she could come in, and I agreed. Normally I wouldn't have allowed her inside my room but, there was something familiar about her. I guess it was a good thing I finally looked at her face.

Then I realized...

Back before I came to realize how cruel this world truly is, I had been forced to kill. However, there was one case were after I had killed a couple, I noticed they had a child that my captors had yet to find. I let her get away in hopes she would live and it turns out... she did.

Does she remember me? Should I ask? If she did remember me, why be so kind?

She wore a bright smile as she looked up at me, running up to me, she embraced me as much as she could with her arms.

Words filled with joy rang from her lips. The words she spoke, however, surprised me, "I remember you, thank you for what you did to them!"

"I um... I don't understand..." I studdered.

"My parents, you killed them and let me go free," She backed away from me, "Thank you for that."

"You're thanking me for... K-killing them?" I questioned. What the hell is wrong with this kid?

She saddened, "I know that you might not have wanted to but... They abused me, I didn't even know that it was wrong..."

I remained silent as I patted her on the head and kneeled down in front of her.

"You saved me..." She sniffled as I looked her in the eyes.

I whipped her tears, "There's n-no need to cry but..."

I leaned in and hugged her, "I'm glad y-you're okay."

I can't believe this... I protected this girl so long ago... I might have regretted their murder a long time ago but, not anymore. But I'm kinda happy that she's okay. Being that she was hurt like I was, I feel somewhat attached to her. She's perhaps the only one that I can say that about truthfully.

Either way, she will be a great help.

Even if she states what I did to her parents, I have an alibi for almost every scenario.

~1 Day Later~

The girl was sitting in my room with me, who I later learned was named Millie.

She's been here ever since her parents were found dead apparently.

She hasn't brought anything up thankfully. I still had yet to admit everything I did, before I turned, to anyone.

I'd have to be extremely careful when it comes to that. If there's anything that I might have a hard time concealing my true emotions for... it's coldblooded murder.

A sinnical smile spread across my face for a moment, followed by a small chuckle. It slowly faded into a blank stare and sad eyes, Millie didn't question anything in the slightest.

Following the sound of footsteps a knock at the door, a familiar voice, the door opened.

"Izuku?"

I looked up and away from Millie as Uraraka walked into my room.

Millie ran behind me, slightly frightened by Urarakas sudden arrival.