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"Y/N-CHAN!" Two voices cried out, jumping into the open arms of Y/n Shigaraki.
"Toga! Twice! It's good to see you guys here," She smiled at them, Twice wrapped his arms around both her and Toga.
"It's great to see you too, YEAH IT'S AWESOME!" She smiled, rubbing his shoulder with her hand as they drew back. Toga excitedly bounced up and down with her signature toothy grin, cat-like eyes gleaming.
Behind them, someone cleared their throat making the three turn around with narrowed eyes. Two people stood behind them, th white cloaked lackey and Overhaul, who had an amused look in his eye. In the hands of Chronostasis was Eri, who looked frightened and shook like a leaf, clinging to Chrono.
"Shall we get going?" Interjected Overhaul, arms crossed he walked forward avoiding bumping into the three. Chronostasis followed him shifting Eri in his grip. As they passed her, Eri spared a glance at Y/N, a sad longing glance. It was as if Y/n could see everything in that one glance of the girl. She laid a hand on Chrono's back making him stop, turn around and pull back.
"You wouldn't mind if I held her?" Stating it more like a statement, threatening gaze meeting Chronostais' goggles. It took a few seconds but he sighed and handed the girl over to her. Y/n smiled a fake and wide smile at Chrono before gesturing to the other two beehind her to follow them,"Thanks..."
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Midoriya felt sick, physically sick as he sat with his hands in his lap and lip tightly pursed. He swallowed, gulping down any bile before it came out. It was sickening, if only he did more.
Those were the only thoughts swarming his head, why didn't he do something? Shaky breaths left his trembling lips are memories of Y/N plagued his mind. The discussion of the other pros were drowned out by his worried thoughts
The same helplessness filled his mind and body, it was the same thing all over again. If he just did something, not just let her go like that. Cold sweat enveloped his body just thinking about what that monster was doing to the young girl on the street.
Beside him, Mirio too was shaken deeply, clenching his fist in frustration towards the brunette villain, the maroon plague mask lined with gold loomed over him like a dark mist.
No, they were not going to let her go again.
"W-Wait, what's going on?" The redhead sitting directly opposite Midoriya looked around between his fellow heroes in training and Pro heroes. Rock Lock, a pro hero, grunted staring down Kirishima.
"Would someone explain why we bother having children in a task this risky?," He crossed his arms, "We're wondering if this Chisaki guy is using his daughter's body and turning them into bullets. The murmuring between the heroes went dead silent, as gloom and shock filled the room.
"We don't know if that's the case though, so far we know that he's receiving funding nationwide and is attempting to rally people to his cause." The tension only got thicker with the long drawn out pauses,"But that's not all," Sir Nighteye continued, picking up the projector remote shifting it to the next slide, "We have reason to believe that Y/N Midoriya... I mean Shigaraki is involved as well." At the name a majority of eyes turned to Midoriya who slowly looked up to the screen to see a disguised Y/N enter the same alleyway Eri came out of.
"We are unsure whether it's a decision she made or whether there is the rest of the League with her. But we can assume that she's only there to help with the production of the bullets." And once again, the room went silent.
Midoriya pushed his chair back, the screech of the metal causing the other heroes to cringe slightly, all eyes watching his downcast ones, "I um... excuse me..." He briskly walked out of the room, tears freely flowing down his cheeks as he got outside the room. Small hiccups left his throat, no matter how many times he saw her, whether it was in person, on tape, or in a photo, he couldn't help but tear up. He slumped against the wall pulling his legs up like a little kid, burying hsi face between his knees.
"Hey Midoriya?" Midoriya looked at the opening meeting door to see two blue eyes look down on him with sympathy. Mirio, frowned, sitting down next to the freshman. Small sniffles left Midoriya which prompted Mirio to put his hand on the younger's back. "Are you alright?"
