Good In Evil
By: SomeRandomPerson648
Chapter 13: Recentering
A/N: Hey guys! This chapter will focus solely on Izuku this time so I hope you all enjoy his struggles!
For Izuku his day off from school wasn't the greatest and although he was still nursing a number of injuries from his fight... it could've been a lot worse
As for the events of the USJ several news reports and a string of texts from Kurogiri told the boy exactly what happened. All Might, their primary target, wasn't there at the training joint and in his place was the class 3-B student Mirio. The last minute substitution was unforeseen but apparently the student had been assigned just before the bus made off with the class. Although how and why Kurogiri, and by proxy Sensei, knew this was still a mystery not worth solving at the moment
The entire class was scattered throughout the compound using Kurogiri's Warp Gate although one managed to escape and warn the teachers of the villain attack, slipping past Kurogiri himself. The Nomu that was said to rival All Might was distracted and kept at bay by Le Million and Eraserhead until the number one hero could arrive and overpower it
As for specifics on the rest there wasn't much to tell. The class was able to defeat the army of thugs that Sensei had contracted and left unscathed, just like he predicted. There were only two injured, Bakugo and Todoroki, and there wasn't any hint of Izuku being in the fray so it was safe to say he wasn't properly identified
The 'League of Villains' as they were called now, a name that Tomura came up with, didn't fare much better. The whole gang of criminals was defeated and the Nomu was captured along with an additional one that managed to join the criminals. Sadly the latter half of that statement wasn't part of the plan, and now the League was missing out on some serious firepower. Kurogiri and Tomura were nursing some wounds and although Izuku got the worst of it he was recovering better than they were
For a first large-scale mission it was a success. The goal all along was to rile up the heroes and the press and that was exactly what happened. Everywhere Izuku looked people were talking about the LOV and what they were after, calling them the biggest criminals since the Yakuzu back in the day. The school itself was catching lots of flak for letting such an event happen, but since only two were injured it wasn't anything too big
Of course, being on the receiving end of all those comments and criticisms didn't feel good. The overwhelming amount of hatred towards villains mortified him, even if it wasn't at him specifically. And it wasn't quiet or subtle either but instead open and vocal, for all to hear and all to agree with. Several blogs and news reports detailed just how much outrage his actions caused and people frequently referred to the 'LOV' as 'the scum of the earth'
Yet the young boy couldn't object to any of it. After all he never had a good defense for blind, unreasonable prejudice before. And at the end of the day he was a villain, susceptible to new problems
He sunk deeper into the cold bath, his body froze still despite his racing mind. Now that his worst fears were true he was being persecuted for what he'd done at the USJ. And if they found him...
"No, they don't know who I am. They won't come looking for me." He rationalized yet the thought of someone knocking on his front door scared him more than he'd like to admit
The stress of hiding from the law was starting to get to him even though he knew he was safe. If word got out that he was a villain he'd be on the run, unable to show his face like before or else he'd go to jail. Then again he couldn't imagine being on the run from the law as the furthest extent he'd learned from such occasions was skipping town or being a part of a cartoonish car chase. It never really clicked that his master and his allies were hiding from the law until he realized just where he liked to spend his time. But all of his wild imaginations made him dig back to his roots
"To change the world." He remembered, hearing the inspirational and audacious words of his master all over again. He was here to change the world of heroes, here to help those that couldn't be helped by the current society. Yet why was that so hard? And why did it feel so wrong now?
Just as he was thinking that very line a ringing filled the silent room. From the sink his phone rang, likely another call from Toga. But he wasn't ready to answer it. He waited impatiently for the ringing to stop and when it did he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't like ignoring Toga but what could he say? That he was a wanted criminal now? That he attacked the most popular hero school in Japan and was against All Might himself? He couldn't imagine saying any of that to her let alone her reaction
But she was the reason why he was here, in a bathtub trying and failing to clear his mind. The entire point of being a villain was to help outcasts and in doing so he was left with barely any energy to stand up for himself. Having to look after Toga was remarkable progress for him but the thought of that needle poking his arm made his stomach twist even more than the criminal charges
His fight with Kacchan was a different matter altogether. It was like a weight lifted from his chest and went through his fists. However, in retrospect he knew that his win was a fluke, that the angry ball of rage was too cocky to know what he was up against. But once he gets stronger it won't be such a close fight
"That's why I'm training. To get stronger and face him again." He realized, looking down at the red scar he received from his fight, a reminder of both progress and his mistakes
He fought and defeated his old friend and bully, that alone was an achievement. But in doing so he became an enemy of the people, not just an outcast but a fully fledged lawbreaker. That alone made him restless
"What am I gonna do now?" He wondered out loud, staring at the ceiling to search for an answer, but getting nothing in return. The cold bath water did nothing to counteract how utterly alone he felt in this very moment
The world was against him. The world hated him. And now... he didn't know if any of it was worth it
The following day marked Izuku's return to school, still wearing some of the bandages to cover up his more grievous wounds. As to no one's surprise when he arrived to class with a patch on his cheek there wasn't any response, business as usual it seemed
But none of that mattered, not anymore anyway. Izuku's school life was only more of the same dull and depressing life he knew before, the type of thing that he hoped to avoid yet experienced nonetheless. Walking to and from classes that hated his guts, getting ugly glances here and there, sitting alone at lunch and even recieving a prank or two. None of it was new and none of it hurt him anymore. Instead he felt... drained, his energy that he collected from his sick day was being sapped away by the environment around him
When the day was over he felt the air become much clearer, much more refreshing. At least until he remembered what came next
He had to talk to Toga again
Anxiety and worry gripped his heart all over again as he made his way to the back of the school. He'd been missing for two days now and he had no reasonable explanation for it other than a poor excuse. Of course the school and the students inside didn't care but Toga did, and she was all that mattered right now. Add to it the fact that he never called her back and...
"How do I tell her that I can't let her drink my blood anymore?" He panicked, standing beside the wall to catch his breath
His inexperience with basic friendship and boundary setting was coming into play as he searched for answers but found none in his years of inexperience. Long before he was ready she appeared, frowning as she glared daggers at the green haired boy. For a moment she only crossed her arms as she stared, to which he was stuck in place as though she held an actual knife
He felt guilty, caught red-handed in the act of being a bad friend which was something Izuku had never felt before until now, and it hurt more than he realized
"You never called me back." She hissed, a shadow lightly shading her face yet her red eyes glowed off of the glint of some unknown light source
Midoriya felt his heart pound and his mind race, all instincts telling him that he should run away and escape before he got hurt. Yet he stood his ground and said nothing, incapable of moving or opening his mouth as she stepped closer to him
Once she reached him old memories flared and instinct took over, recoiling his hand as she reached out her own. Of course he feared for what she might do but for some reason his reaction felt far deeper than that
But instead of feeling the coldness of a knife he felt the warmth of a hand caress his cheek, touching the white patch that covered a bruise of his. When he opened his eyes he noticed that Toga's expression had softened, now showing worry rather than anger. The switch up in emotions threw the boy for a loop as she spoke in a soft, caring voice
"You had me so worried you know. When you didn't show up after school I thought something bad had happened to you. And then you ignored me all day yesterday!" She worried, caressing his face and arms to a degree that made Izuku a tad uncomfortable
Both teens kneeled over the grass as Izuku allowed Toga to feel his face and arms, seeing the faded bruises and cuts that were once covered by bandages. Even if it wasn't being shown Izuku knew that the malice from earlier was real, as did his quirk
"Who was it?" She asked, catching the boy off guard
"What do you mean?"
"Who hurt you like this? I swear I'll make them pay for hurting my little blood bag." She stated with a venom in her voice that scared Izuku like never before
"I don't know, I couldn't see them." He lied, finding no better excuse
"If you're gonna lie about it then make something more believable." She shot back as she pressed upon his injured shoulder, her anger flaring for just a moment as Midoriya winced. "Please just tell me who did this to you. I want to make you feel better and that's the only way I can do it right now."
"Sorry but no one hurt me. You don't have to worry about me." He responded, keeping his lie
To that the girl glared at him again, the aura of danger slowly rising from her body as Izuku's quirk started to yell at him. But his options for escape were limited since he was sitting on top of his legs, a Japanese tradition that would've been handy to break right about now
"Izuku... you know I love you, right?"
"Y-yeah?" He responded, though he was in no mood to overthink on the word 'love'
"And you know that I love our friendship right?" She asked again, making him nod in response. "So you should know by now that I'd do anything to protect you from people that'll hurt you. Just say the word and that bully will be out of your life."
Midoriya, who struggled to maintain eye contact, was startled when Toga suddenly held her face close to his and forced their eyes to lock onto each other. There, deep inside her eyes he saw her true intent. He saw a coldness deep within her expression covered by the outward care she gave him, a steeled resolve that revealed to Izuku that her words were serious and she was fully intent on ridding the problem herself
"Tell me. Who. Hurt. You."
If Izuku was walking on ice before now he was standing over eggshells as he did his level best to keep eye contact. The girl's shortening temper was being tested as the nerves got the best of Izuku. But her unbreakable will was being met with his own stubbornness as he refused to tell the truth in fear of involving her in something that she can't be a part of. Becoming a villain was not something he wanted her to do, nor was being an associate of one any better. The bitter loneliness he felt yesterday was the only reminder he needed to strengthen his resolve
So for one final time he lied yet again, denying the young girl of any closure or comfort she could have
"No one."
As expected a cold knife jammed into his stomach, opening an old wound as blood seeped into his school uniform. Quickly he covered the wound with his hand as Toga rose to her feet, the unreadable expression on her face made Izuku fearful for his safety
"...Fine. If you won't trust me with your problems then I shouldn't bother you with mine." She stated, sprinting away before he could call out to her
The feeling of his vitality escaping his body wasn't what hurt him. It was the feeling of having broken her heart that did. Rather than rising from the ground Midoriya rolled onto his back and stared at the sky, the familiar sense of uselessness creeping back in
"How am I going to fix this now."
For the first time in what felt like a long time Izuku was able to follow his old schedule again. After returning home to school with a fresh uniform he went back to the hideout for training with Kurogiri. He did a number of exercises and even held a sparring session to warm up his body and shake the rust off. Surprisingly he hadn't done worse than before and with his blood levels normalizing he had more energy to spare this time
After hours of working his body and mind Izuku now sat at the bar drinking vitamin water. Kurogiri calmly occupied himself by cleaning the dirty dishes and Tomura was quietly playing some RPG on the couch. Not one word was spoken between them, and honestly for the better
However, to Izuku's displeasure his thoughts returned to him during his period of rest. He slumped in his chair as the crippling sense of uselessness returned tenfold. He still had a question to solve and a friendship to fix, no amount of distraction was going to help with that. If only it were that easy
"Are you alright young Midoriya? You look pensive?" Kurogiri asked, closely watching as the boy sighed to himself
"Not really." He replied. "It's about Toga..."
"Your girlfriend?" Tomura exclaimed, only half paying attention as he stared at the screen and fiddled with his control. "Trouble in paradise?"
"It's not like that!" Izuku snapped, causing both villains to flinch. Even Midoriya was startled by his own response as he worded an apology. "Sorry, I didn't mean to yell."
"What's the trouble?" The shadow villain asked, ignoring the outburst
"I don't know if I can keep helping her anymore. I wasn't really thinking about myself when I started donating my blood but after the last mission I can't bring myself to do it anymore."
"Oh? You're more worried about how your new boundary will affect her?"
"Yeah..." Izuku replied, sighing yet again. "I know that she needs blood but I can't keep giving it to her anymore. And if I can't do that then... how will I be able to help her anymore?"
The room was quiet for a moment, even Tomura was silent for a moment before he returned to his button mashing
"Do you know what happened during our first training session Midoriya?" Kurogiri asked, patiently waiting for the answer he was looking for
"We fought each other. You used your quirk to avoid my punches, but when I figured out your pattern I broke it by throwing a weight at you." Izuku surmised, yet the point of the question still eluded him
"Exactly. And it's that level of creativity that I was hoping you'd show. It wasn't the strength or the speed that I was forcing you to use, but your mind."
"You're saying... I should use my head more?"
"You catch on quick." Kurogiri praised. "I believe that the case of young Toga will require special care. Friendships and aid are things that need plenty of time, patience and most of all, understanding. Your idea of giving away your blood, while not completely reasonable, had the right intention."
"I guess so." Midoriya responded. "But what can I do instead?"
"That depends, what can you give her?"
"If there's anything a loner needs, it'd be a friend that can understand them. You don't need to make things so damn complicated with finding answers, just try and hear her out."
"I can be her friend." He repeated, remembering the words of Dabi. "Even if I can't give her blood I can still be there for her when she needs me." He answered. However, as he toyed with the empty plastic bottle he returned to the same negative mindset. "But what if she doesn't need me anymore? What if she only wanted me for blood and now that I can't give that to her she'll just leave?"
"Those are quite the serious concerns Midoriya." Kurogiri responded, setting down his squeaky clean shot glass and trading it in for another, less clean one. "But if it'd ever come to that then you must understand that you've done all in your power to help. If for whatever reason the girl no longer needs you then you should be ready to accept just that."
"But have I really done everything I could?"
"Regardless," he continued, "I don't believe she'll leave you for such superficial reasons Izuku, for you are something of great value to her."
"Her friend?"
"Exactly. See? You had the answer all along." Kurogiri praised once again, forcing a scoff from Tomura as he did his level best to ignore the conversation
However, there was one more point to be made. A question that he knew he should ask
"...And I have something else to ask."
"What is it?"
"Is being a villain... always this lonely?" Midoriya asked
As an answer Tomura began cackling to himself in the background, going as far as to pause his game as he lost all self restraint. Slowly his laughter got louder and louder until he howled at the unbelievable question, but Izuku didn't understand why
"What kind of question is that? I can't believe you of all people would ask that!" He chuckled, making Izuku more and more uncomfortable
"It was just a thought..."
"A stupid thought from a stupid kid." He shot back, settling down enough to response seriously. "You've been alone before haven't you? You were quirkless before master gave you that power so you should know what that feels like already."
"Yeah..." Izuku answered. Fortunately or rather unfortunately for him there were too many examples to choose from
"Being a villain is no different. It's just another label for people that are different from society. Anyone that doesn't fit in is just as lonely as you and me, it's only less obvious. That includes your 'friend' too."
All of a sudden the harsh words began to click within the green haired boy
"Just like Toga."
"He's right." Kurogiri agreed. "All outcasts feel alone, separated from the collective society. But we're different in that we have our own label."
"And what's that?"
"'The League of Villains.'" Tomura cut in. "It won't be long before we start collecting allies and recruiting more members to our cause. For now we're just a some people that attacked a school but one day the world will know just what we're capable of."
"A task that you seem to be slacking on." Kurogiri added, to which Tomura only growled. "But so long as we play our cards right and heed master's advice we'll grow in strength and numbers. There you can get more friends like Toga."
For a moment Midoriya was baffled by how simple the interaction was, almost obvious in a way that Izuku couldn't explain. But the lightness of his chest was all the hope he needed to move forward
"Thanks you two!" He exclaimed before he bolted away, straight to the warehouse for his final round of training
"Those words you used weren't yours. They were master's." Tomura noted, going back to his video games
"I did my best to paraphrase." Kurogiri agreed. "Although the results remain the same."
As the Warp Gate villain disappeared into his own quirk Tomura continued to play his video games, irritated by what transpired
"How annoying." He said out loud in the company of himself. "Do we always have to set that kid straight?"
But reluctantly he seemed to answer his own question
"At least he isn't doubting his place this time."
Nighttime fell upon the young boy as he stared unblinkingly at the ceiling. He laid in bed aggonizing over ways to correct his own mistakes, solutions to problems he well could've solved were he in the right headspace. After all was said and done he realized there was still too much to say, and too much to fix as well. The mere thought of what needed to be done forced his eyes open even when he wanted them closed
"I hope she's not still mad at me." He hoped, but as time passed he could only imagine that was not the case. He was good at imagining the worst case scenario so it wasn't hard to think of what might happen when he goes to the back of the school the next day, or even on his way to and from school
But in his stupor of over correcting he recieved a ping on his phone, startling him as he rushed to answer the message. To his surprise it was Toga, sending him a text in the middle of the night
"Are you awake?" It said, and although the answer was obvious enough given that the message now said 'opened' Izuku responded anyway
"Yeah. Can't sleep."
Silence remained as many moments passed by with no answer. The nervousness of his potential conversation slowly boiled over as he imagined a slew of endless possibilities in which he could try to appologize to Toga. He prepared his fingers to type a wall of text in the case things might get heated or he find himself needing to explain something, anything. However what he didn't expect was the new message that came a whole two minutes later
"Can you come here?" It asked with directions to an unknown location
"It's not far from here." He spoke out loud. Although normally he'd be more hesitant in sneaking out without his mother's permission his mind and heart were set already
"Yes, I'm on my way."
Hastily Midoriya started to change clothes, gunning for a more inconspicous outfit deriving of his favorite dark green hoodie, black pants and a cap. In reality there was no need to be wear such dark and oddly suspicous clothes at a time in which no one can see, but the situation only felt appropriate
"Should I ask Kurogiri to warp me over?" He wondered, gauging the risk he'll be taking in physically sneaking out the house as opposed to dissapearing
Yet despite the completely rational thought he mentally shook it away. He knew he needed to do this himself, without help. Even if it was just out of conveinience it didn't feel right to ask someone so important out on something so trivial
"Plus he's probably asleep right now." He further rationalized as he made his way out of his room
Recreating his actions that led him to a life of villainy he snuck through the dark living room without so much as a peep. He corrected many of his first mistakes along the way, feeling the wall to make sure he doesn't bump into anything, placing a slip of paper in the door latch to prevent it from making a sound. He's learned a number of things since his first time out and it all was seen in the confidence of his movements even as he tip-toed out of his home. After taking his leave he soon found himself again in the cover of darkness, out in the city with no sun to guide him
At one point he would've hated being in the dark, only ever wanting to remain in the bright glory of the city during the daytime. But very slowly Izuku learned of the benefits that the darkness brought, such as being almost completly untracable. He made sure to remain out of sight from any stranger that happened to pass by and only when he neared his location did he dare to step into the shine of the street lamps. He was even greatful for the lack of nighttime heroes else he be caught and thrown into even more trouble
Eventually after travsersing the empty block the young boy reached his objective, a single black bench stationed just below a barely active street lamp. The surrounding neighborhood was silent and inactive, and weren't it for his quirk warning him of a presence nearby Midoriya would've called it abandonded as well. But the moment he stepped into the faint white light he spotted the girl he was looking for, Toga. Strangely enough he noticed that she wore her usual school girl outfit, making him the only one who changed for the occasion
"You're here!" She exclaimed in a low voice, hiding something just behind her skirt
"I had to talk to you, and I would've rather talked in person." Izuku confessed, still feeling the nerves of being out and about at such an hour
And yet even with their meeting the two were at a loss for words. Izuku struggled to break the silence between them as he opted to sit on the bench, dead center of the limelight. Toga was equally silent as she sat just beside him, her unreadible motions and invisible expression made it hard to gauge whether she too was nervous, angry, happy or any other emotion for that matter
Thus for a little while the two sat together under the faint light of the street lamp, exposed and out in the open for no one to see. The residential neighborhood around them was quiet enough that the only sounds they could hear were the barking of dogs in the distance, the passing gusts of wind or the sounds of a moving car. The anxiety slowly built inside Izuku as he tried to find the right words for his apology, as well as the ones to explain himself, as well as the ones to tell her that he can't have his blood drained. A mountain of things that needed to be said yet he found no way to say them
As per usual it was Toga who broke the ice as she suddenly placed something on Izuku's lap. To his surprise it was a small vile of blood and some bandages
"What's this?" He asked, searching for Toga's face but seeing nothing as she turned to look the other way
"I figured you needed more blood since I've been taking so much of it. It's the last of my supply so I wanted you to have it with some of my bandages." She replied, her voice cold and reserved
Yet after a few moments of thought Izuku held the two items and placed them onto her lap, returning them. The second she realized what he did she turned to stare at him with a probing glare
"You need these more than I do." He replied although as the words left his mouth there was a sneaking sense of danger that loomed within him
Suddenly he felt a spike of malice and the very next moment Toga reached for her pocket. With an unbelievable speed the young girl pulled out a knife and swung it at Izuku, who caught the blade with his hand at the last possible moment. Yet soon the boy found himself pinned to one end of the metal bench as the girl shifted away from her spot and used all of her body weight to press down onto the box cutter knife aimed straight at Midoriya's chest, looming over him as she tried her damndest to stab him
"Why don't you accept my help?! It's not fair!" She cried, a murderous gleam in her eyes as she focused all of her attention onto the knife that hovered over the teen's heart
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt your feelings but I swear I'm okay!" He pleaded as he used both arms in a cross guard to defend himself
"No you're not!" She yelled. "I can see it in your eyes! You're hurting just like me but you don't want to tell me why!"
"What do you mean?" He asked, losing his foothold for a split second as the knife inched just a little closer to him
"Ever since I met you you've been so sad and empty. I saw you wandering around just like me so I knew I wanted to talk to you." She began, anger twisting her face as her strength almost doubled. "But after you let me take your blood you started to get happier, I could taste it. And I got happy too! I thought what we had was special and that I was able to make someone happy for a change. But then you disappear one day, ignore me for two and when I see you the sadness in your eyes came back! I wanted to help you again but you just shut me out!"
As the knife slowly got closer and closer to Izuku's chest he saw a single tear slide down her face and fall onto his own, confusing him as he gradually lost the strength to hold her back despite his quirk
"So why aren't you letting me help you! I want to make you happy again but you keep pushing me away! It's so annoying that its making me upset now."
For a fraction of a second he could feel the tip of the blade reach his chest. She was on the verge of getting through to him when he found the strength to continue holding out for dear life
"Because I only feel happy when I'm useful!" He proclaimed, shocking Toga enough that he managed to push back. "Ever since I met you I've only ever worried about losing you because I knew you needed someone to talk to. And when I found out you have blood problems I wanted to do my best to help you by giving you my blood. Even though I started becoming anemic I only kept going because I knew you needed me more than I needed myself."
The heartbreaking truth forced a stream of tears down the boy's face. Just hearing the words out loud made him feel meek and pathetic, like he really was a useless nobody who didn't matter to the world. He felt his emotions run hot even as he pushed back Toga from completely overpowering him
"But then I got into a fight and nearly lost because I couldn't protect myself like I should. I found out the hard way that I can't help you with all I've got but I didn't know how else to admit it. I've been trying so hard to tell you this but really... I'm just scared I'll lose you like I did everyone else."
He saw the girl's heart break in two as she lost the strength that drove the knife forward. Likewise Izuku lost the strength to hold his guard, leading to the weapon sitting limp on his chest. He huffed as hot tears poured out of his eyes, the mixture of adrenaline and his now loose emotions caused his heart to beat in his ears. He could no longer resist Toga anymore, his guard completly worn down from the physical and emotion labor he went through in less than half a minute
However, rather than feeling a knife implant itself into him he instead felt the warmth of an embrace. Toga, who still loomed over him as he sat on the bench, chose to wrap her arms around him. The boy couldn't tell if it was out of apology or to help calm her own red hot feelings but he found that her arms and chest soothed the anxiety and stress he'd been racking up all throughout the day. A calm wave washed over him, almost making him forget just where he was and why. Yet he found that it didn't matter... not at the moment. He'd even forgotten that he almost died during the exchange
"You're important to me Izuku. Please don't forget that."
All at once he felt the tears well up from within, sobs escaping his throat as Toga rubbed his back. He felt more vulnurable and exposed than ever yet he found that he didn't care about that. Instead he felt the joy of fulfilment fill his heart, burning him from within as he cried in the girl's arms. For a full minute he remained as so until he was finally calm enough to stop himself. When he did Toga finally pulled away, revealing her own pair of puffy red eyes
For another while the two teens remained silent, no longer with the anxiety of having things to say but with the assurance that everything was out. Izuku enjoyed this form of silence over the other, now at peace with himself and his standing with Toga. Rather than overthinking and stressing over problems and conflicts within himself he felt the calm mindlessness take over. But after a while of this harmoney it was bound to end
"...I'll make sure to lay off the blood for a while." Toga said, though her confidence was evidenced in the way she hesitated to speak
"You don't have to cut back completly." Izuku answered, scratching the back of his head. "You can still get a vial from me every day, that'll be all I can handle though..."
"That's enough, thank you." She smiled, making his heart skip a beat
But now that the moment was over the realization of where he was and at what hour made him jolt. He didn't even register the blackness that surrounded him until he considered where he should be
"OH! I should get going before it's too late." He proclaimed, standing from the bench and walking away before he stopped himself. "Hey Toga? Are we still going to get together next week?" He asked, not aware enough of his own words for the embaressment to set in
For a moment the teen's face was red with embaressment before she smiled, bringing her hands to her cheeks to contain herself. Izuku's sense of danger convinced him he was going to get stabbed again but he swiftly ignored the warning
"I'll be waiting every day until then.~" She said, a chip in her voice as she swayed herself in place
The extreme reaction of Toga led Izuku to blush as well, but rather than shying away from the girl he instead happily waved her away. Soon he left the single spotlight of the bench and disappeared into the darkness once more, retracing his footsteps with a pep in his step and an energy in his chest. The trance-like state of the boy had convinced him he was walking on clouds even as he sneakily went back into his room
Excitedly he tossed his clothes aside and changed back into his pajamas, jumping into bed with a still thumping heart. He replayed the memories of the recent event over and over until he was too tired to do so, his brain slowly turning off from the extreme fatigue
Barr the extreme method that forced him into a corner the boy felt as though a massive weight had been lifted from his chest. All of his worst fears and anxieties disappeared with one meeting and in their place the bliss of finally achieving his dream remained
"I'll make sure to work hard... so that I can keep seeing her smile like that." He thought as he finally turned in for the night, having figured out his greatest struggle and left with the high of finding his purpose
A/N: Hey again guys! This was quite a rare chance for me to upload less than two weeks from the last chapter but since I got sick I had plenty of time for writing. Plus character writing comes easy to me, at least more so than fight scenes (which is why the latest chapter of my Cell Fic is still in the works)
Anyway the next chapter will be about all Mirio and All Might so stay tuned for that show! See you next time!