A few hours or 8 rounds later

As we laid in bed, the warmth of her body against mine, Nemuri rested her head on my chest, her fingers tracing small patterns on my skin. The room was quiet, save for the sound of our breathing. I was still processing everything that had just happened, my mind replaying the moments we'd just shared. It felt surreal, like a dream I didn't want to wake up from.

She shifted slightly, her hair brushing against me as she lifted her head to meet my gaze.

Nemuri:So, how was it?

she asked softly, her voice carrying a teasing lilt, but there was an underlying sincerity in her question.

I blushed slightly, a soft chuckle escaping my lips.

Izuku:It felt... amazing

I admitted, my heart pounding in my chest.

Izuku:Honestly, I really want to do it again

I added, a bit sheepishly.

Nemuri's lips curled into a small smile, her eyes twinkling with amusement, but there was something else behind them, something deeper. She rested her head back down on my chest for a moment, her breath warm against my skin. Then, she spoke again, her tone more serious this time.

Nemuri:Izuku... can I tell you something?

I immediately sensed a shift in her mood, and I looked down at her, my brows furrowing slightly in concern.

Izuku:What's wrong?

I asked, searching her face for an answer.

She bit her lip, seeming hesitant, as though trying to find the right words.

Nemuri:i'm sorry

she said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

My confusion deepened. "For what?" I asked softly, my mind racing as I tried to figure out where this was coming from. Had I done something wrong?

Nemuri lifted her head again, this time fully meeting my gaze. Her eyes were glistening, emotion welling up inside of her as she spoke.

Nemuri:for being a liar. For... not being honest with you from the start

she began, her words coming out slowly, almost as though they were difficult for her to say.

I frowned, unsure of what she meant.

Izuku:What do you mean?

I asked gently.

She sighed softly, her fingers still tracing absent patterns on my chest.

Nemuri: I don't really know why I got so close to you in the beginning

she admitted.

Nemuri:During that first outing we had together in green is midnight when I kissed you and you asked me what we were, I... I said what I said because I thought it would help you. I thought it would heal you. I didn't really think about how far things would go.

Her voice wavered, and she looked away, guilt evident in her expression.

Nemuri: I was selfish. I wanted to be the one to help you, and at first, that was all it was. But then... I started to actually like you. Really like you.

I blinked, taken aback by her words. I could hear the sincerity, the regret in her voice, and it made my heart ache.

Izuku:Nemuri, you didn't...

I started, but she shook her head, cutting me off.

Nemuri:I thought that maybe you would get over me once you got closer to the girls in your class

she continued, her voice trembling slightly.

Nemuri:I mean, you're 16, Izuku. You're so young, and I'm... well, I'm much older than you. I thought it would just be a phase for you, that you'd eventually realize you wanted someone your own age. I mean, how could you not? You've got all these amazing girls around you Ochaco, Momo, Mina. They're closer to you in age, they're beautiful, and I thought... you'd leave me behind.

I sat up slightly, resting my hand on her arm, trying to comfort her.

Nemuri..." I said softly, my voice full of emotion.

Izuku:To be honest... I thought the same thing. I didn't think this would happen between us either. I just... I just wanted to feel loved by someone. Anyone.

I paused, gathering my thoughts.

Izuku:I didn't need a parental figure, or someone to tell me what to do. I just wanted someone who cared about me. Someone who didn't see me as a burden or treat me like I was disposable. And that's what you did, Nemuri. You cared about me, and you showed me kindness in a way that I hadn't experienced before. That's why I fell for you.

Nemuri's eyes softened as she listened, her hand reaching up to gently touch my face. I could see the vulnerability in her expression, the raw emotion she had been keeping inside.

Izuku:You didn't have to go the extra mile for me, Nemuri

I continued.

Izuku:You didn't have to do any of this. But you did, and it meant the world to me. I don't really care about your age, or any of that. You're... you're special to me.

A small, shaky smile appeared on her face, and for a moment, the weight seemed to lift from her shoulders.

Izuku:You're special to me too, Izuku

she whispered, her voice full of warmth. "More than you know."

She laid her head back down on my chest, and for a while, we stayed like that, letting the silence fill the space between us. Then, after a few moments, she spoke again, her tone lighter but still serious.

Midnight:You know, Izuku... it's not like teacher-student relationships are considered a crime anymore. Things have changed. As long as the parents well in you're case guardian and since I'm you're guardian give their consent and there's no public display of affection during school hours, it's... well, it's legal

I nodded, aware of how society had shifted its views on such matters in recent years. "Yeah, I know," I muttered, still a bit embarrassed by the whole idea.

Izuku:But you've kind of broken that rule a few times, haven't you?

I teased, referring to some of the more daring moments we'd shared in school.

She chuckled softly, her fingers brushing against my skin again.

Nemuri:Guilty as charged

she admitted, a playful glint in her eyes.

But then, her smile faltered for a moment, and she grew quiet again. "Izuku," she said softly, her voice hesitant,

Nemuri:I don't mind sharing you.

I blinked, taken aback by her words. A few hours ago, she had been adamant that she didn't want to share me with anyone, that she wanted me to be hers and hers alone. Now, she was saying something completely different.

Izuku:Wait, what?

I asked, my mind struggling to keep up.

Izuku:You... you don't mind sharing me?

She nodded slowly, her fingers trailing over my chest as she spoke. "Yeah," she said softly.

Nemuri:I've thought about it a lot, and... well, I know you have dreams, Izuku. Big dreams. And I know that you're going to become a great hero someday. But with that... there's going to be a lot of people in your life. People who will look up to you, care about you, and love you. And... I don't want to be the one who holds you back from experiencing that.

I stared at her, my heart racing.

Izuku:But I don't... I don't think I'm ready for that

I confessed, my voice trembling slightly.

Izuku:I don't think I want more than one girlfriend, Nemuri. I just... I just want to focus on becoming a pro hero and... having a good life. I don't know if I could handle anything more than that.

She smiled softly, her hand resting on my cheek. "I know, Izuku," she said gently.

Nemuri:i'm not saying you have to do anything right now. I'm just saying that... if it ever comes to that, I won't hold it against you. I want you to be happy, and if that means sharing you with someone else... then that's okay.

She paused for a moment, as if searching for the right words.

Nemuri;In today's society, people are more open about these kinds of relationships. It's not like it used to be, where there were strict rules about who you could love and how many people you could be with. As long as everyone is happy and consenting, it's not considered a bad thing anymore.

I listened to her words, my mind racing as I tried to process everything.

Izuku:I don't know if I'm cut out for that kind of life

I admitted softly.

Izuku:It sounds... overwhelming

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She held my hand with a smile

Nemuri: you don't have to worry about that right now izuku, I'm not telling you to make decisions right now I'm telling you this because i love you and I want to make you feel happy that's all that matters to me

We shared one last kiss before falling asleep

I stood in front of Principal Nezu's office door, hesitating for a moment before knocking. The battle training from yesterday was still fresh in my mind, but what concerned me more was the aftermath-what I had realized about myself, and the strange position I found myself in among my classmates. The fact that I was now too strong to truly fit in.

Nezu:Come in, Izuku

Nezu's voice called from inside. I opened the door, and there he was, perched atop his large desk, surrounded by papers, charts, and diagrams, his sharp eyes studying me intently.

Nezu:Oh, Izuku, do you need something?

he asked in his usual polite tone, though there was a glint of curiosity in his eyes.

I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly.

Izuku:Actually, yes, I've been thinking about something, sir.

Nezu nodded, urging me to continue.

Izuku:Is it completely necessary for me to participate in combat training with my classmates, considering my level of power?

I asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable as I voiced the thought.

Izuku:At my peak, I'm fairly certain I could fight toe-to-toe with All Might at his prime, or maybe even win. I don't see the point in sparring against my classmates-it feels like overkill.

Nezu tilted his head thoughtfully, folding his paws in front of him.

Nezu:I understand what you mean, Izuku. Your power is indeed beyond that of your classmates. But it's important to remember that these sessions aren't just about testing your limits-they're about helping your peers improve. By fighting you, they see a benchmark of strength they need to aim for, something to inspire them to grow.

I frowned slightly and put a hand to my chin, contemplating his words.

Izuku:You're right, but... I don't want to risk anyone... mostly everyone getting hurt.

Nezu smiled, his expression wise and knowing.

Nezu:Also, Izuku, I'm well aware that you've been faking those quirk restraints on your wrists.

I froze for a moment, feeling like I had just been caught red-handed.

Izuku:Uh... what? I didn't even realize-

Nezu:When you were placed under therapy, they gave you a quirk restraint bracelet, didn't they?

Nezu continued, his voice calm yet sharp.

Nezu:But it seems your body has adapted to it, meaning you can use all of your power without those restraints now.

I stared at the floor for a moment, struggling to form a coherent sentence.

Izuku:I... didn't even know I was doing that... I... uh...

Nezu chuckled, the sound oddly reassuring.

Nezu:Relax, Izuku. I'm not scolding you. In fact, I'm impressed. Despite having the freedom to use your full power, you haven't. Even against Izumi, someone you have... complicated feelings toward, you held back.

I nodded slowly, the tension easing out of my shoulders.

Izuku:there's no point in going all out. I have a goal-a goal to be a symbol for the innocents, for those society has pushed away. To do that, I need to stay focused, to have a clear mind. And that means knowing when to use my power... and when not to. It's not really my power, anyway

I finished quietly, almost to myself

Nezu's eyes gleamed with something like pride.

Nezu:That's a very mature perspective, Izuku. You've grown a great deal since you started here.

I gave him a small smile.

Izuku:Thanks, I guess... I've been thinking about things a lot more clearly since I came to U.A.

Nezu leaned forward slightly, his eyes serious.

Nezu:Now, Izuku, I want to ask you something important. You've realized that All Might being a teacher here is dangerous for the school, haven't you?

I nodded without hesitation.

Izuku:Of course. It's obvious. With All Might as a teacher, U.A. becomes a prime target. And by extension, Class 1-A becomes a target as well.

"Exactly," Nezu said, pleased with my answer.

Nezu:And that's why I'd like you to protect them. Having someone as strong as you keeping an eye on your classmates would ease a lot of my worries.

I smiled at that.

Izuku:Of course, I'd be happy to help. Some of my classmates are my friends, and even the ones I don't know as well... they're good people well most of them. I understand what's at stake.

Nezu:Thank you, Izuku. You've really matured

Nezu said with a warm smile, leaning back in his chair.

Nezu:I'm glad you decided to come to U.A. It's clear this was the right decision for you.

"I agree," I replied, my voice soft.

Izuku:I'm not the same as I was during... well, my 'Nemesis' phase. I've changed for the better.

As I left Nezu's office, I felt a strange sense of relief. It was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. For the first time in a while, I felt... at peace.

Just as I was walking down the hall, I heard a voice call my name.

"Izuku!" It was Tooru, her voice a little hesitant but cheerful as always.

I stopped and turned to face her.

Izuku:Hey, Tooru. What's up? Did you need something?

She fidgeted slightly, her form almost invisible as usual, but her tone carried a strange mix of nerves and excitement.

Tooru: just... wanted to talk to you about something. It's... about the battle training. When you saw me for the first time using your quirk...

Ah, that. I had a feeling this was coming. I nodded and listened carefully.

Tooru:I... I mean... not even my parents know what I look like, Izuku

she continued, her voice growing shakier as she spoke.

Tooru:No one has ever seen me... and to think someone can finally see me, it's... I just want to know... am I... am I pretty?

Her voice broke, and I could tell how much this was weighing on her. Tooru was usually so cheerful and carefree, but this was something deeply personal-something she had kept hidden for a long time.

I used one above all to see her

I felt a pang of sympathy and stepped forward, pulling her into a gentle hug.

Izuku:Tooru... you're beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.

She started to cry softly, and I could feel her trembling slightly in my arms.

Tooru:Th-thank you, Izuku. You don't know how much that means to me.

Izuku:I know this has been hard for you

I said softly,

Izuku: but you don't have to hide yourself from me. You're strong, and you're kind... and you're beautiful, Tooru. Never forget that.

We stood there for a moment, the silence comforting. Even though she was invisible, I could feel the warmth in her presence, the vulnerability she had allowed herself to show. I was glad I could be there for her.

After a while, she pulled away, sniffling but with a soft giggle.

Tooru:Thank you... for everything, Izuku. I feel... better.

I smiled at her.

Izuku:Anytime, Tooru. Anytime.

Some days later

As I walked through the halls, Nemuri's words from that time still echoed in my mind. The way she'd casually mentioned "sharing me" with other girls still left me confused. I didn't quite understand what she meant by that. Was she really worried I'd leave her for someone my age? The very idea seemed ridiculous to me. She was incredible in every sense smart, strong, beautiful. Nemuri had helped me in more ways than I could count, guiding me through the darkest parts of my life when no one else even knew I was struggling. Just the thought of leaving her… it didn't make sense. Why would I ever want to?

I shook my head, trying to focus on something else. Pulling out my phone something Nemuri had gotten for me i started browsing through my usual apps, looking for some way to distract myself.

Lately, I had been reading a lot of manhwa and manga in my spare time, mostly fantasy and revenge stories. There was something about those narratives, about characters who rise from nothing to get revenge on those who wronged them, that spoke to me. It felt like an outlet. "Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound" was my current obsession. The raw intensity of the main character, who clawed his way through life with nothing but sheer determination and grit, resonated with me in ways I couldn't quite explain.

I scrolled through the latest chapters, completely immersed in the world of swords, betrayals, and brutal victories, when I heard a voice call out to me.

"Hey, Izuku!"

I looked up from my phone to see Tooru, her voice unmistakable. Ever since she found out I could see her using my quirk, things between us had changed. I told her it was simply "energy manipulation," which wasn't a complete lie, but not the full truth either. My quirk, One Above All, allowed me to perceive energies in ways that others couldn't, and I could see the faint outline of her presence even when she was invisible. That little discovery had led to some heartfelt moments between us. Tooru, who had spent so much of her life being unseen literally and figuratively now had someone who could see her. And it had made her a lot more… friendly. Maybe even a bit clingy at times.

I didn't mind, though. I couldn't blame her. It was like she had been given this newfound freedom, and I was the one person she could truly share it with.

She held up a cheese steak sandwich, grinning or at least, I could tell she was grinning

Izuku:Is this for me?

I asked, a little surprised.

Tooru:Of course, silly!

Tooru laughed, her voice light.

Tooru:Who else would it be for?

I smiled, accepting the sandwich.

Izuku:Thanks, Tooru. You know, this is my favorite.

She gave a small giggle.

Tooru:I know! That's why I got it for you.

I took a bite of the sandwich, savoring the flavors. Tooru watched me, and even though I could now see her face fully, I could feel the warmth in her gaze. The way she hovered just a little too close to me, her energy radiating comfort and familiarity it was nice. But I couldn't shake the feeling that this was becoming more than just friendly.

"So," Tooru began, rocking back and forth on her feet,

Tooru:what are you reading? You always have your nose buried in your phone lately.

Izuku:Just a manhwa

I replied, wiping my mouth after taking another bite.

Izuku:Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound. It's about this guy who's betrayed by his clan or father to be exact after serving him and committing several atrocities under his father's orders as a hound until he was framed and then killed , and he goes back in time to become stronger to get revenge. It's pretty intense.

Tooru:Sounds like something you'd like

she said with a teasing lilt in her voice.

Tooru:You're always so serious, Izuku. I like seeing this side of you… relaxed, enjoying yourself.

I blushed slightly, not sure how to respond. "I guess…"

She tilted her head slightly, and even though I couldn't see her face clearly, I could sense her curiosity.

Tooru:Do you ever take a break? I mean, you're always either training, reading, or doing something productive. Don't you ever just… have fun?

I shrugged, feeling a bit self-conscious.

Izuku:I don't know. It's hard to turn that part of me off. I've been so focused on becoming stronger that sometimes I forget how to relax.

Tooru:Well, maybe I can help with that

Tooru said brightly.

Tooru:We could hang out sometime! You know, do something fun! It doesn't always have to be about training or being the best.

I smiled awkwardly, not really used to people offering to hang out with me.

Izuku:Yeah… maybe. That sounds nice.

As we continued talking, her laughter and light-hearted energy easing me, I noticed someone standing off in the distance. Katsumi.

She was watching us, her sharp eyes narrowed in a way that made me feel uncomfortable. There was an intensity to her stare, something simmering just beneath the surface anger, hurt, or maybe a mix of both. She didn't approach, though. Just stood there, watching, her expression tight.

Take a picture it would last longer

I wanted to say something telling her to leave me the hell alone, but Tooru kept talking, her voice drawing me back to the present.

Tooru:So, what do you say?

Tooru asked, her tone hopeful.

Tooru:We could go to the arcade or grab lunch sometime. Just… something fun. No stress, no pressure.

I glanced back at Katsumi for a split second, but she was already walking away, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. I let out a quiet snort and turned back to Tooru, forcing a smile.

I'm not letting her spoil my mood today

"Yeah," I said softly.

Izuku:That sounds good, Tooru. I'd like that.

As she beamed, her energy practically glowing with excitement, I couldn't help but wonder what was going on with Katsumi. But for now, I decided to focus on the moment in front of me.