Just who Is Izuku Midoriya? (ON BREAK)

Chapter Seven: Reflections

Almost everyone watched as Izuku was once again lowered to the floor. He got up with a groan, clutching his head. Not that it was surprising. This time, he did three in a row, four if you counted the one where he shared his ideas on the L.O.V. and then proceeded to comfort his friend. They felt bad for Shinso. It was bad enough that he was being exposed, but that was a rather personal conversation, so showing it to everyone wasn't great.

Izuku glanced at the purple-haired boy and was met with a small, barely visible smile.

The voice said, "Just like last time, I will allow a period for questions, although this time, I will start with the villains."

Suddenly, the chatter from the room to his right could be heard. They were in the middle of some debate. Overhaul kept going on about how the quirkless should be treated better as they're the only ones not infected with the plague that is quirks, whereas Shigaraki was saying that it didn't matter if they were quirkless or not. If a person is useless, they are; if they're helpful, they are nothing more.

Izuku walked over to them again, sitting down and listening to their argument with an amused look. Kurogiri was the first to notice him, having given up on keeping Shigaraki in check and not worrying as much since no one could use their quirks or hurt each other.

He walked up to Izuku, stopping in front of him from the other side of the glass. "I must admit I do have a question," he said, continuing when Izuku nodded in acknowledgment. "Do you genuinely believe they can be helped?"

Izuku looked into his yellow eyes. The villains still had not noticed him, and he didn't bother turning around to see if others were watching them. After a minute, he responded, "Do you think they would want to be?"

Kurogiri paused, then answered, "If they had the chance, I believe so. They long for something. Something I think only someone like you could give them."

Izuku was about to respond when Toga finally spotted them. "Izu!" she yelled, running up to the glass and waving her hands crazily as she said hi.

He chuckled and gave her a big smile, "Hello Toga."

Stain suddenly said, "I now know your opinion of Endeavor, but what about the rest of the heroes? Surely you must see what's wrong with them, too?"

Izuku nodded, causing a large smile on the man's face, but before he could say anything, Izuku held up his hand.

"Yes," he continued, "I agree that many heroes out there, especially nowadays, are flawed. However, we are all human. Not a single one of us is without flaws."

"All Might-"

"Is flawed, too." He cut the Stain off. "But, if we are to go in the direction you are looking, you should look up to the underground hero society."

"What, why?" Spinner asked.

"Because those are the heroes who I can say for a fact are not in it for the fame or money, who are saving people because it's what they believe is right. They get no fame, as their job depends on them staying under the radar, and, like teachers, are often not paid as much as they should be."

Stain looked like he had never thought of that, so while he was open to suggestions, Izuku figured he'd add one more thing. "If you want to change things, I suggest trying a different route."

"Pardon?"

He chuckled, "Present the world with facts instead of fear. Show them what is happening instead of trying to eliminate the problem alone. Otherwise, you may end up causing the one thing you're trying so hard to prevent." Once Stain looked like his mind was about to break from all the new information, Izuku moved on to the next person.

"If you see how messed up the Hero society is, why would you join it?" Shigaraki spoke up.

"Oh, that's simple. Who's a civilian more likely to listen to? A high-ranked hero? Or a fear-inspiring villain that they hate?" The villain in question opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to come up with a comeback. Seeing that he had none, Izuku moved on once again.

"By any chance, there's no way we could get you to join the L.O.V., is there?" Dabi asked with a smirk on his face.

" 'Fraid not. I rather enjoy being able to walk around freely, thank you." A few of the villains chuckled at that.

"Do you have any more questions?" The voice asked. No one said anything, so it moved on.

"Alright, Heroes next."

Izuku got up once again to sit in front of the Heroes.

"I must admit, I'm impressed, Mr. Midoriya!" Nezu spoke up first. "You pointed out problems and came up with some rather nice solutions! If you don't mind, I would love to have some tea and discuss it further with you in the future?"

Izuku smiled back, a kind smile that instantly had all the teachers praying to every god that Nezu would not corrupt the poor hero in training.

"I would love to Principle Nezu!" He responded with a large 'Midoriya' smile.

Hawks said next, "By the way, who was that other number you gave that kid?"

He blinked a few times as the memory resurfaced, "Ah, oh yeah. Nezu's, of course."

They all paused, staring at him.

Recovery Girl finally said, "How did you even get his number?"

"Oh, he has this puzzle thing he puts on the school website. I was bored and curious, so I solved it, and when I saw the number, I wasn't about to just randomly call it. So instead, I hacked into the UA database because, once again, I was bored, and I went through the staff files until I found a matching number to confirm that it was, in fact, Principle Nezu's."

"I'm sorry," Mirko said, holding up a hand, "You did what now?"

"What's the big deal?" he asked. "That was the whole point of the puzzle in the first place, so it's not that crazy. Besides, he totally let me do it. If he didn't want me in his system, he would have kicked me out."

Most of them shook their heads, too stunned to speak; others just continued to stare at him. Meanwhile, Nezu was full-blown out, cackling at the statement.

The voice suddenly said, "If that is all the questions, we will move on to the students now." The heroes composed themselves as Izuku got up for the third time to move over and sit before his fellow students.

However, the group was silent for the first time, seemingly thinking about what was to say.

Mirio was the one to go first, "Why don't you hate villains?"

"Huh?" Izuku asked, not having expected the question.

"I mean, they've tried to kill you and your friends multiple times, and others too. If I were you, I'd hate them."

Izuku hummed, looking up and leaning back on his hands as he thought of a response. Eventually, he sighed, "Too much work. And I do hate a few of them, to be fair."

There was a pause, "Pardon? Too much work?" Miro asked.

"Hating someone, I mean. You must maintain your anger and stop thinking deeper because you can't sympathize with someone you hate." He said, looking back to them again, "I'm just saying, that's way too much energy only to come up with such a rotten result. I save that for truly awful people." The class sat there, looking back at him with wide eyes; they weren't the only ones. All of them were surprised.

But it seems the kid wasn't done. "Honestly," he finished, "I've only ever hated three people. Maybe more, but I can't think of them right now."

No one knew what to say to that. They honestly didn't know that was possible.

Shinso spoke up, "How?..."

He shrugged, "Perspective, I guess."

*Authors note!

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