𝙨𝙤𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 -𝘪𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘺𝘢

𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓

"Do you still wish to return to the League?" One of the officers glared at me like this question was one of the ones that worried them the most.

I shook my head, "No."

"Do you miss them?"

His question caught me a bit off guard. 

Do I miss them?

I don't miss the recent event but, I do miss laughing at Twice's jokes. The pointless bickering of Toga and Dabi. Us laughing at Spinner. Compress making us tea right before bed. I miss that feeling of a home with them.

"No." I whispered. "You said you wouldn't lie." His deep voice scared me, and suddenly I felt cornered. "Yes, but not for the reason you are thinking."

I bounced my eyes back and forth from the three of them.

"I know it's weird. I know I'm a terrible person, but they raised me when no one else wanted me. I was just a kid in need of love and attention. They gave it to me. They rationalized these desires inside of me."

None of them looked amused by my story. But I didn't care. It's my truth.

"They're my family. I don't miss them specifically. They finally showed me their true intentions and what they thought of me. I miss how we used to be. When we acted like a family."

I felt Midoriya's hand rest on my arm; he smiled at me. It was the perfect pick-me-up.

The interview continued, and having Midoriya's hand right there. Whenever a question seemed to throw me off, or I would get quiet, he gave my arm a small squeeze. Reminding me that he was there. These little gestures kept me going.

"That's enough for today. She did only just wake up. She needs to rest." Aizawa interrupted him before he could ask another question. The Chief of Police gave him a disappointed stare but sighed in compliance.

"We'll be back in a couple of days. Thank you for your cooperation." They said their proper farewells, and Aizawa showed them to the door.

He let out a big sigh as soon as the door shut.

"How are you feeling, Y/N." He mumbled, putting his hands in his pockets.

"The same, I guess. A numb feeling is all over my body, but it's better than feeling it all."

He nodded his head and took a seat on the couch on the other side of the bed.

"Y/N, you have to face the consequences for actions you have done." He said suddenly. Midoriya shot up from his chair. "Ai-"

He bound Midoriya's mouth to stop him from talking. "Hush, boy, and sit down." He demanded. Reluctantly, Midoriya rolled his eyes and sat back down.

"Just for being in association with the League can get you sent away for good." He gripped his hands together. "But, I'm trying to stop that."

"Really." I said without thinking. I wanted to feel relieved, but I still felt like I was cheating. He nodded his head. "I've vouched for many of my students. Including the maniac next to you." Midoriya pointed to himself with a questionable look on his face and rolled his eyes again.

"I did so because I believed their intentions were true. Y/N, yours weren't. You had vile, awful thoughts clouded in your head because of bullying and unfortunate events. If someone had saved you from that earlier on, perhaps things could have been different."

He stood up suddenly and leaned forwards. "I'm sorry that heroes failed you. We make mistakes; we are humans. No hero is without regret. You are mine." He mumbled.