"Here, please calm down." Midoriya said softly.
He reached out and you saw your mask in his hands, the black material staring back out you, the golden cracks in mask shunting against the light.
Bowing your head as far as it could go, you gently took the mask from him and slipped it on.
"Leave, all of you."
"Okay, we'll go." Iida nodded.
He ushered everyone out of the room, the only ones that remained was you, Aizawa, Hizshi, Toshanori and Nezu again.
"Are you alright?" Toshanori asked gently.
"Tsk, I'm fine. Now leave."
"Alright, we'll go."
Everyone left and the door was closed. You sighed and sat on your bed, after a few moments you put your clothes away, slid the box under your bed, and went to sleep.
No one saw or heard from your for days, when Aizawa came to drop your things off he found you silently staring out the window.
He placed them down in their rightful places and plugged the TV in for you.
He was meant to bring them in when you first came, but he decided to leave you alone for a while.
"That's everything."
"Okay."
You carried on looking out the window.
Aizawa's phone went off and he looked at the screen, eyes widening quickly before he wiped the look off his face.
He glanced between you and his phone, the photo of a happy young girl was looking at him, but in no way did it match the cold, emotionless teenager before him. Not that he could tell, he'd never seen your face.
There was only one way he could see if it was a match or not.
"(Y/N)."
Your whole body tensed up, and it confirmed his suspicions. That was your name.
"It has been a long time since someone called me by that name..."
"You went missing at the age of 9, you have been presumed dead."
"Good."
"How?"
"The profile you have for me is not the same person. The only thing we share is the name, birthday and parents. That child and I could not be more different."
"You can think like that, but it's you."
"Let me put it this way Eraser, that part of me, that child, is dead. I am not that same person that went missing."
"No one is the same as their past self (Y/N)."
"You are correct. People change, whether good or bad is up to them, but everyone changes."
"They do, I'm not the same as my teenage self. You're not the same as your child self. There's nothing wrong with that."
You flicked your gaze to him, he was standing there with his hands in his pockets looking uninterested.
"You are rather smart." You mused.
Aizawa smirked a little, walking closer.
"Is that a compliment?"
"No, it is an observation."
He chuckled and shook his head, gesturing towards the door.
"Come on, it's lunch time."
"I would much rather not associate with those students of yours."
"You'll have to at some point. Now come on."
You stayed where you were sat and Aizawa sighed.
"Fine I'll drag you to lunch, you need to eat."
With that, he tangled you in his scarf and dragged you down the hallways while you sat there with your arms crossed.
Everyone watched as you were brought into the room and left in the middle of the floor.
"Told you he would get her one way or another." Kirishima laughed.
You stood up and brushed your clothes off, heading back to the hallways.
"Don't even think about it (Y/N)!" Aizawa yelled.
"Tsk, Fine, I shall sit."
Making your way to the table, you took a seat at a far end away from everyone. But Kirishima and Kaminari slid next to you making you sigh.
"So your name is (Y/N)? Nice name." Kirishima smirked.
Moving your foot, you slammed it into the foot of his chair making it break and him fall over.
This caused everyone to laughed but Aizawa pointed a spatula at You in disapproval.
"Play nice." He warned.
"Keep them away from me then, simple as. I have no interest in idiotic teenagers."
"C'mon! You're a teenager too!" Kirishima whined.
"Except I am most definitely smarter than you."
Everyone laughed again and you rolled your eyes, they laughed at everything
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FanfictionDangerous, chaotic, destructive. That's all everyone called you while growing up, all because of your quirks. You despised the so called gift you got. After your parents died, you were moved around a lot, learning more about your quirks and becomi...
