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Izuku's POV ♣

I was supposed to show Kirishima Kacchan's photos. By "Kacchan" I meant the dead Kacchan that is burried six feet under the ground. Wow, these nicknames are starting to confuse me.

Unfortunately, the pictures went missing. And oddly enough, it's just the pictures. The box is still there! I groaned and threw the box on the ground.

"What's wrong Midoriya?" Kirishima asked me.

" The pictures! They're missing! Only the pictures though!  It means someone stole it!" I huffed and crossed my arms.

I sat on my bed. "For some reason... Everything I have that has something to do with Kacchan goes missing or broken." I groaned, lying down my bed.

Kirishima decided to lie down beside me. "What's with Katsuki anyways? Are you close or something?" Kirishima asked me.

"Yeah. Kacchan's really important to me." I answered as Kirishima hummed. 

"Oh... Midoriya, you always talk about this 'Kacchan'."
Kirishima turned his head to me and asked, "You never really talk about him though. Why?"

"It's... Complicated. "

"But he really must be close to you if you're always thinking about him." Said Kirishima.

I sighed, and asked him this time. "I can't help it. We grew up together after all. We've been friends since diapers. Still, I don't feel like talking about him. Not that I don't want to, it's just- just..."

Kirishima smiled. "You don't know what to talk about?"

I stay silent for a minute." Yeah... Can we talk about something else? "

Kirishima nodded. "Alright. Wanna talk about crushes?"

I giggled at his answer. "Crushes?" I repeated.

"Yeah. Do you like anybody, Midobro?" I turned my head and stared at the ceiling. "Nobody actually."

Kirishima made an "awwww" sound before saying, "Uraraka must feel so sad."

"She doesn't like me. We're friends, that's it." I laugh.

"Speaking of friends, Kaminari's been off lately." He mentioned.

I nodded, and questioned. "Did he tell you anything?"

Kirishima hummed and said, "He did, but it seems to be more than what he's saying. It all started since..."

"Saturday?" I said/asked, presuming the time when it all started.

"Nah, I guess it was ever since the day classes started after the fire incident." He smiled.

"You know, ever since Saturday, he gives off a different aura y'know?" I observed.

"Don't tell me you're suspecting that he's possessed, Midobro." He accused, as I shook my head.

"Nah. I can assure you, I don't believe in ghosts. Sort of."

He looked at me with a smile. "Well, I don't know what you're trying to say other than that." He said.

I turned to him, saying, " I'm saying that it's like he's changed, but in a way that we can't see. I know he's Kami, but he doesn't... Feel like it, like he's someone-."

"different?" Kirishima finished my sentence.

"Yeah. Maybe he has a secret twin that replaced him to fix his grades." We both laughed at this and sat up.

"You know, I guess I need to go. Bye Midoriya!" He waved.

I then shouted, "Bye Kiri! I hope you don't get possessed on your way to your room!" I heard his laugh, echoing in the halls. I closed my door and sighed. It feels great to have some friends. I should do this more often.

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