"So you have to see Hound Dog at least once a week?" Reiko Yanagi asked Midoriya in her usually stoic manner.

"Yeah, every week on Thursdays." The boy replied.

At the moment, the two telekinetic students were alone in the kitchen. Both of them propped up against the counter closest to the sink. It was pretty late into the night. And most of the other students had already checked into bed by this point. Yet, the two of them just so happened to run into each other while they were both in the mood for a late night snack.

"So...who else knows about this?" The grey haired teen continued.

"Aside from you, there's Kan-sensei, Kayama-sensei, Recovery Girl and Nezu-san."

"Not Setsuna-chan?"

Midoriya awkwardly rubbed the back of his head for a moment before responding. "To be honest...I-I don't want her to know about this right now. Actually, I was hoping that you wouldn't mind covering for me. For now at least."

"Fine." The girl said with a slight sigh. "I'll help you out. But you're gonna have to tell her at some point. She's going to find out sooner or later."

"Thank you, Reiko-san. I really appreciate it."

"Don't mention it." Yanagi nodded.

The next day of training was shaping up to be a good one. Over the last few days the students of 1-B were well on their way to perfecting their new ultimate moves. There were a few hiccups and mishaps, which was expected. But overall, the students were progressing quite well.

"Alright Izuku, you ready?!" Tsunotori shouted to the boy from across the field in her native English. Surrounded by ten of her already expended horns.

"Good to go!" Midoriya responded with a thumbs up.

"Alright!" The horned teen flashed him a grin before taking control over five of her horns. Although this was still her limit, she was making great progress on her control over her quirk. And without so much as a word, Tsunotori launched the objects at him at about half of her top speed.

"Palace of Inertia!" With barely a second to react, Midoriya activated his quirk and the air around him grew stiff. The moment the horns came within ten meters of his body, they froze mid-air. Despite her best effort, Tsunotori was unable to move them any further. It was almost as if they suddenly became encased in an imaginary block of ice.

After nearly a week of practice, Midoriya was finally able to crack the code on his new ultimate move. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. But something inside of him instinctively knew what to do. Almost as if he had experience doing it before. And now that he had a good idea about the concept of "psycho-waves" thanks to Katsuragi, all he had to do now was work on expanding its area of effect.

"Well, I'd say that was a success." Said Kan as he made his approach towards the students. "It looks like you finally mastered that move of yours, Midoriya."

"Thank you, sir." The green haired teen bowed.

"And Tsunotori, good job on trying to attack him from different directions. If it was anybody but him, you would've definitely knocked them down for the count. Your speed and execution has improved greatly."

"Thanks, sensei!"

As if on cue, the rest of the 1-B students began filing out of the building along with Cementoss and Ectoplasm. Their training time was almost up. And they needed to make space for class 1-A who was due there any second.

"You having fun out here, Izuku?" Tokage wrapped her arm around the boy's shoulder and flashed him a toothy grin.

"Yeah." He nodded. "What about you?"

"I'm great! I've pretty much perfected my ultimate move already. I even gave Ibara here a run for her money."

"Yes, Setsuna's new attack is quite difficult to deal with." The vine haired girl politely agreed. Midoriya still had yet to see the girl's "Scale Dash" in action. But from what she described, it was the perfect combination of misdirection and attack power. He was actually looking forward to seeing it as soon as possible.

"You should've seen Tetsutetsu-kun in there." Honenuki added. "The guy's pretty much a walking tank now."

"You damn right I am!" The 'steel' quirk user announced proudly. "I'm so close to perfecting my new transformation that I can almost taste it!"

"Are you sure that it isn't all that titanium that you've been eating?" Tokage joked. "I still can't believe that it took you this long to figure out that you eat other metals besides iron."

Before anyone else could comment, a scraggly voice suddenly made its presence known. "Are you already finished, Vlad?" Said Aizawa as him and the 1-A students walked up. This was pretty much their first time seeing the other class ever since moving into the dorms. And from the looks of it, everyone seemed to be doing well. And a lot of them had some new additions to their hero costumes.

"Yeah, you guys are all good to go."

"Mhmm." Aizawa simply hummed before instructing his students to go inside the gym. Naturally the wannabe heroes took the time to greet each other and catch up.

"It's nice to see all of you again." Said Yaoyorozu to the group.

"Right back at you." Kendou replied before immediately being cut off.

"Hey 1-A scrubs, did you hear? The licensing exam only has a fifty percent pass rate. That means your entire class could fail!" Nieto Monoma began cackling like a madman.

'He's certainly lively today' Everyone's thoughts echoed. Out of all the students in class 1-B, Monoma was probably the one who made the biggest leap in terms of ability. Which did nothing to satiate his already questionable ego.

"Monoma's observations are correct. There is a possibility that we'll have to come to battle if we partake in the same exam. That appears to be the hand that fate has dealt us." Tokoyami stated from his spot next to Asui and Uraraka. .

"That is why our classes will be in different testing locations." Aizawa added.

"Each school has at most one class in a single location. So you won't be going up against each other." Kan followed up.

"How sad~. We won't be able to face each other directly. You losers won't get the see the superior might of Class 1-B!" Monoma cheered, only to receive a swift chop to the back of the neck from Kendou.

With the pleasantries now out of the way, the 1-A students began making their way into the building with only a few sticking around to mingle for a bit longer. Suddenly and without warning, Midoriya felt something hit him on the shoulder with enough force to make him take a step back. The green haired teen turned his head and his heart almost dropped into his stomach when he found himself locking eyes with Katsuki Bakugou.

Time seemed to freeze as the two remained silent. And Midoriya instantly remembered what happened on the day of the rescue. It was no surprise that Bakugou obviously harbored some hostility towards him. Which wasn't anything out of the usual. But no matter what, Midoriya knew that trying to apologize to the boy for breaking his arms would've been pointless. His eyes briefly drifted down towards the boy's arms and he was glad that Recovery Girl did a good job at healing his injuries.

"Damn traitor…" Was the only thing that Bakugou decided to say in a low tone before walking off into the building. Leaving Midoriya slightly stunned at the pure audacity of such an act.

"Geez, what's his problem?" Tokage asked Midoriya immediately after. Curious about that rather tense interaction.

"W-who knows?" Midoriya shrugged rather unconvincingly.

"Did something happen between you two?" Yanagi interjected.

By the grace of whatever deity was looking out for him, Midoriya didn't even get the chance to try and come up with an answer before a deep voice caught his attention.

"Excuse me...Midoriya-san." The 1-B students all turned their heads to see none other than Fumikage Tokoyami. Class 1-A's resident edge-lord.

"Yes, Tokoyami-san?" He replied in a curious tone.

Without missing a beat, the raven-headed teen bowed in his direction at a nearly perfect ninety degree angle. "I owe you my deepest apologies."

"Huh?"

"For what happened back at the training camp." Tokoyami further clarified. "Had it not been for my error, you would've never been kidnapped by those villains. I deeply regret causing you to get stuck in such an unfavorable situation."

All Midoriya could do was look at the boy with a surprised expression. As did everyone else. This was only his second time talking to him. But from what he could gather, Tokoyami was a good person. It quickly dawned on him that his classmate must've blamed himself for what happened to him back at the camp. And something like that was the last thing Midoriya wanted.

"Please, don't worry about it Tokoyami-san." Midoriya told him. "It wasn't your fault. You don't need to apologize to me for anything."

"I disagree with that declaration. But I assure you, I will find a way to repay you for my folley."

"You don't have to do that. Honestly…" The green haired boy repeated. Even though it was obvious that it was a pointless gesture.

"In any case, I simply decided to let you know what my position is. I apologize for taking up your time." Was the last thing that Tokoyami told him before electing to join the rest of his class. Leaving Midoriya slightly guilty about the boy's feelings.

"Man, that guy practically screams "Edgelord", doesn't he?" Tokage said in a joking manner to try and lighten up the mood a bit. "Y'know Ghosty, the two of you would make a pretty good match."

All Yanagi did was give the girl a dry look before walking off in the direction of the locker room. Obviously not in the mood to entertain Tokage's devious antics at the moment.

"What? I'm just saying what everyone else was thinking!"

"We were not all thinking that…." Tetsutetsu deadpanned.

"Bleh...you people are total squares!" The 'lizard tail splitter' user groaned before the rest of 1-B began making their way over to the locker rooms to get changed and head back to the dorms for some much needed rest and relaxation.

Late into the night, Tokage found herself waking up due to a bad case of cottonmouth. Normally, the green haired teen would've just hopped right out of bed and drudged all the way over to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. But tonight that probably wasn't such a good idea. Mainly due to the admittedly comfortable mound of flesh that she was laying on top of.

With a slight grin on her face, Tokage turned her head over to the right to take in the pleasant sight of Midoriya peacefully sleeping underneath her. Due to the generous amount of moonlight breaching through her bedroom window, the girl was able to fully appreciate the delicate features on her boyfriend's freckled face. Midoriya may not have been drop dead gorgeous like most supermodels. But he had a certain level of cuteness that she just couldn't get enough of.

After a little bit of convincing, and a quick heads-up to Kayama in case of trouble, the girl was finally able to spend the entire night snuggled up close to her green haired body pillow. Of course the boy was a bit nervous about doing something like this at first. But he was more than willing to give it a shot.

Very gently, the green haired girl slipped out of his grasp around her waist and silently exited the room to get that much needed bottle of water that she was desperately craving at the moment.

After about ten minutes, Tokage returned to her room only to see the boy in the exact same position that she had left him prior to leaving. Except now, she had a full view of everything that he had to offer. Midoriya was surprisingly well built. His well toned arms and thighs were on full display as he laid spread out across the bed. Lightly snoring like a baby kitten.

It was at that moment that Tokage had an absolutely brilliant idea. Although they had been dating for a while, the girl never once got the chance to see him without a shirt on. She already knew that he had a killer set of abs on him based on her not-so-subtle peaking that she had been doing all year. And now was the perfect time for her to...inspect the goods.

'A little peak won't hurt. I'm sure he wouldn't mind. I am his girlfriend after all.' The girl convinced herself before fully committing to what she was about to do.

She silently closed the distance between the two of them and carefully lifted her velociraptor themed comforter from atop his body. Taking a moment to identify her target. Luckily there was enough moonlight present in the room to where she didn't even need to think about turning on her lights or using her cellphone.

A wide and almost feral grin crept onto Tokage's face as she reached over the bed and grabbed the hem of Midoriya's shirt. Although she would never admit it, she could already feel the heat rapidly rising in her face. Of course she had seen shirtless men before, her internet history was more than enough proof of that. But this was almost like unwrapping a christmas present that had been sitting under the tree for an entire month.

She quickly established to herself that she was only going to look under his shirt and not embark on the more daring route of taking a peak at the real treasure underneath his shorts. That was something she could wait a bit longer for...maybe.

With more than enough courage and little to know trepidation, Tokage took a deep breath and slowly lifted the cloth from atop his body. Making sure she used her other hand to secure the parts that protected the boy's modesty. Even though she could already tell that there was nothing modest about it. But that's a topic for a later chapter.

Fully prepared to burn the sight into her memory for the next time that she had some time to herself, Tokage raised his shirt all the way up to his chest and started taking as many mental pictures as she possibly could. However, what the girl ended up seeing made her freeze.

Years of learning proper first aid from both Kayama and her father had allowed Tokage to become very knowledgeable about different types of injuries. Including self-inflicted ones. And what she was looking at couldn't be categorized as anything but.

To her horror, all across the right side of Midoriya's abdomen were a series of scars. Ones that were clean, too clean. Every last centimeter of the cuts appeared to be meticulously placed to avoid another. She knew what those were, she wasn't an idiot. Dozens of clean cuts stacked on top of one another with what looked like practiced precision. There was only one possible explanation.

"Oh my god." The girl unintentionally said in a hushed tone before immediately clamping her hand over her mouth.

In an instant, Tokage's lust was replaced by a feeling of dread. One that washed over her body faster than a cheetah in an open field.

No way, this couldn't be happening. There had to be some kind of mistake. Midoriya wasn't that type of person. There was no way that someone like him could be doing something like that. He wasn't a depressed person. A bit sheepish and nervous at times, sure. But a far cry from what she envisioned someone who engaged in that type of behavior.

The longer the girl looked, the more she was able to assess the situation. From what she could tell, these scars were old, very old. So much so that they had already healed up significantly. But that did little to subside her now flaring emotions.

Suddenly, a lot of things started to make sense and the dots were finally beginning to connect. She already knew that the boy had a pretty rough childhood due to his former quirkless status. But she never imagined that things had gotten this bad.

Tokage could feel the tears beginning to well up in her eyes, finally understanding just what her boyfriend had truly gone through in the earlier years of his childhood. It was far worse than she initially imagined, and it took all she had for her to keep her composure. The green haired girl quickly wiped her eyes and pulled his shirt back down before disappearing into her bathroom and closing the door behind her.

The girl sat silent against the wall for all of five minutes as she thought about what she had just seen. Trying to come to terms with a secret that she was certain that he did not want her to find out. What was she supposed to do? What could she do? Should she tell somebody? But if so, then who?

Another few minutes passed before Tokage finally decided to pull out her phone and begin scrolling through her contacts. There was only one person who she felt comfortable enough talking to about this right now.

-(o)-

T-Rex: Hey

T-Rex: Are you awake?

Lipstick: What the hell runt? Do you know what time it is?

Lipstick: Your dazzling older sister needs her beauty sleep.

T-Rex: I need to talk to you about something, it's important.

A/N: I'm back! Sorry for the short chapter this time around, but I don't have as much time to write as I usually do because of work. But I thought that it would be good to put something out since the entire world seems to be quarantined inside their homes these days.

1. Like I said before, I'm going to skim over the licensing exam because I want to hurry up and get to the work studies. Fair warning, I'm going to be switching things up quite a bit. The Overhaul Arc is one of the best in the manga, but there are other things happening in the world of this fic.

2. So the secret is out now. What do you guys think Tokage will do with this new information? I have a pretty good idea about how I want to address it, but I'm open to suggestions.

3. Next chapter is going to be a treat. Mainly because we're going to see quite the interesting interaction between two people with rather...strong and prideful personalities. But that's all that I'm going to say for now.

I have no clue when I'll be done with the next chapter. But either way, thanks for reading and don't be afraid to leave a review/comment. And stay safe out there!