twenty-five

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Izuku's PoV:

The first day back, a new semester. 

My heart was racing while I sat in my seat. Katsuki was too busy catching up with Kirishima and Sero to even notice. I was stuck in this hold, only digging myself down deeper after each word I spoke. 

"Midoriya, come meet with me in the hell, please."

I look up at Shota before glancing at Kacchan. He looked back at me then back at his friends. I stood up and got out into the hall to see what he could want. "Izuku," he said my first name now that we were alone. "I think it's a good idea you'd tell me what's been up with you the past week?" 

He sighed while I stood there with heat rising up to my face, starting at the bottom of my spine. I immensely started sweating slightly from this. "I'm fine," I say, "Just need to think on some stuff." 

"Izuku." 

I stared at him with a bad gutted feeling in my stomach. 

"Tell me, is this about your mom?"

I look away. He wasn't wrong. "Partially," I reply.

He nods and looks at me with a pitiful look across his face, "You'll do great this semester, I promise you." We both walk into the classroom and I take my seat slowly, heat still remaining all over my body.

He began to talk, but I already zoned out. This felt like old times, the memories from weeks before the break came rushing back to me in one big kick in the face. It reminded me of how sad and stressed out I used to be on everything, I now was the exact same since then.

I couldn't help but bite my lip to try and make myself feel better about it. 

"Get with your partners I put you together with..." He announced to the class.

I saw Katsuki turn around and pass me a paper we were meant to fill out. Apparently, I ever grabbed it because of how zoned out I was. "Number one-" I sigh and lean my head narrown=ly into my hands. "To become--..." I stare at anything but him. "And that's why it's Thomas Jefferson."

"Huh?" 

"Thomas Jefferson was mainly the writer of the Declaration of independence, yet he was one of five men who took part in the action of getting it published and signed. The English never technically gained their rights until April 15th, 1783."

My brain spun, this was U.S History..?

Geez, was I surely falling apart today. "Deku, hey?" He waved a hand in front of my face. "Are you okay? It took you two times of me saying your name until you even looked up at me."

"Yeah, everything's okay," I hated lying to him, but he needed a break from hearing about the dramatic everyday problems I had. 

"...Okay, well..." He looked back down at the paper, "What's number two then?" He asked me. I look at the question. 

What was the longest part of the Declaration of Independence?

"The wrongs that were done by the kind, part four."

Katsuki grinned at me, "I knew you still had some in you today..."

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