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Missed one...(chap 4)

No one's pov

The door was opened to show a man on his early 20s. He had black shoulder length hair, black tired eyes, a small stubble, and a scarf wrapped around his neck.

Izuku recognized him as Shota Aizawa, AKA EraserHead. One of Izuku's favorite pro heroes. Out of all the underground heroes he watched, Eraser was definitely his favorite.

The man was 21 but looked older. His eyes lacked life and he had bags under his eyes. Granted they weren't that bad. He worked at night and did nothing all day, bit even then night shifts tend to take the energy out of people.

Izuku stared in awe at his hero. Every night he'd follow him around. He discovered him his 3rd month out and about, and since then he's been obsessed. Izuku started to shake in excitement, basically vibrating in his seat.

Aizawa's eyes landed on the child. He gave him a blank stare, and Izuku never faltered looking amazed. Aizawa was a tad confused. The kid didn't look away or get scared in fact he kept that same gaze of adoration. In fact it seemed to increase (if that were possible) when they made eye contact.

"Who's the kid."

"This is Izuku, Izuku this is EraserHead."

Izuku jumped. He was knocked out of his little trance and stared at the detective. He was almost offended that he couldn't look any longer. Izuku got out of his seat and walked over to the man standing in the door.

He slowly lifted his head and stared right into the man's eyes. Aizawa was confused. He hasn't really dealt with kids, ever. Then Izuku began rambling.

"Oh! Eraser head! You're so cool! How do you make that work! The scarf! I've seen it! It goes whoosh and swish! And-"

"Kid, do you know me?"

"Mhmm! Mhmm! You're great! You save people! Hero! Hero!"

Aizawa looked even more confused. Izuku on the other hand continued to ramble about how he took down villains. Making sound effects and using his whole body to move. Aizawa was wondering how in fact this child knew so much. Even remembered so much.

These fights he was depicting were from months ago and sometimes as recent as last week. How did this kid watch him the whole time? Why wasn't he asleep? Tsukauchi and Lin stared in wonder. Aizawa's own eyes widened in surprise.

Lin cut the boy off.

"Izuku, can you tell us how you know so much?"

Izuku seemed to stop abruptly and tilted his head. His eyes widened as he came to the realization. They didn't know he was there the whole time. He brought his hand up and touched his pointer finger to his chin. Then his eyes lit up as he figured it out.

"Oh! I was there! Mhmm!"

The adults in the room grew concerned. He watched all of that? It was dangerous. What if he had gotten caught up and hurt? Further more how was he always there. Aizawa wondered how he never sensed him.

"Izuku, what do you mean you were there?"

Tsukauchi asked. The room seemed to fall in cold silence as they waited for Izuku to answer. Instead the poor boys features dropped. As if he was. Asad puppy.

"A-am I i-in trouble? M's-sorry!"

Lin was the first to react. In the blink of an eye she got up from her seat and knelt in front of the boy. She held onto his shoulders and forced him to look at her.

"No, you're not. You're not in trouble little one. We're just worried. It's dangerous being there. What if you got hurt. So can you explain to us?'