IZUKU POV
"Why the hell is someone knocking on my door this early on a Monday?" I got up from my desk and shuffled out of the room grumbling incoherent words to myself. "This better be pretty damn important I so close to finding what I needed." I took a deep breath as I composed myself. Opening the door I was immediately confused. "Mr. Aizawa?"
"Morning Midoriya. Is it alright if we come in?"
I looked at him confused for a second. "We?"
"Hello my name is Nezu." A small bear, dog,... thing stepped from behind Aizawa.
"Oh..." I looked between the two. "Sure come in." I stepped to the side allowing them in. I closed the door behind them and showed them to the living room. I could tell they were inspecting how everything looked even if they didn't say anything. "So I don't want to sound rude, but why did you come by today?"
Sitting down on the couch Mr. Aizawa looked at me. "Well we stopped by your school today to turn in your doctor's note. And we had an interesting talk with your home room teacher."
"I... Is that so." I leaned back into my seat a little as I looked to the floor. "Wh... What did he have to say?"
"Well first off I owe you an apology." I looked at him confused. "I didn't really believe you when you told me that the teachers don't realize you're even in class. That was made abundantly clear by your teacher."
I let out a small chuckle. "Really what did he say?"
"Well he didn't even know who you were till I said you were quirkless."
I relaxed a little. "Yeah... that sounds about right."
"He also said that you cheat on all your tests." Mr. Aizawa leaned in a little.
"Of course he did."
"I'm sorry but I have to ask." Nezu scooted up to the edge of the couch. "But do you cheat on the tests?"
"No but it's not like they'd believe me."
"Hmmm in that case would you mind taking this for me it's just ten question." Nezu pulled out a piece of paper.
"Uh... sure." I took the paper and looked over the questions. "What's his game? These questions are all so vague." I continued to look over the questions before it hit me. "So that's it then. Very interesting." I began to answer the questions one after the other. I looked up to see a bored look on Mr. Aizawas face and a smile on Nezu. I went back to the paper and finished the last couple questions and handed it to Nezu. "Here you go."
He took it from me and nodded. "Thank you very much." He looked at the paper for a minute before folding it up and putting it in his pocket. "So Midoriya, what exactly is your quirk? Mr. Aizawa mentioned it but wouldn't explain it."
I took a deep breath. "Does it really matter? I don't ever plan to use it and I don't see why you should know what it does."
"I see. Well maybe we should have introduced ourselves better. You already know Mr. Aizawa is the pro hero Eraserhead. But he is also a teacher at UA." I looked at him in disbelief. "And as for me I'm the principal of UA." Nezu leaned forward and locked eyes with me. "So humor me. What exactly can your quirk do?"
I felt a chill go down my spine. "Holy shit... I'm not sure if this is great or terrible luck but what are the chances?" I took another deep breath and composed myself. "Ye.. Yeah sure. I can make people relive their most traumatic experiences. I can also alter them to make them worse than they actually were."
"I see. I can understand why you wouldn't want to use this. But would you be able to give us an example of how it works." Nezu looked at me with a curious look.
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Traumatized
FanfictionFor as long as he can remember Izuku Midoriya had always wanted to be a hero. All he needed was for his quirk to manifest and his dream could begin. But what happens when his quirk turns into something he wished he never had. *I do not own or take c...