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Aizawa had gotten nowhere with Todoroki. The teen had stayed in his room the whole time his teacher visited and talked.

After half an hour of waiting, Aizawa got up from the foot of the door with a sigh.

"We will find Midoriya, you have my word." Aizawa ended.

He didn't like promises, but he knew that midoriya would be found. Deep in his gut he knew Midoriya would return.

Midoriya's whereabouts were not a lost cause.

Tsukauchi was working to get in contact with an information broker who allegedly knows someone who could help. It just took time.

Aizawa left to go down to the elevator, it was an hour and a quarter till noon, meaning he had to start getting a headcount of the kids who returned and assess any wounds they may or may not have.

He then had to sort out the kids who needed to see Inui--the counselor at UA--and those who need to see Recovery Girl. Mental and physical wounds were very important, UA wanted to make sure the kids knew how to cope and handle the outside world.

Or at least the evil in the outside world.

Aizawa had taken the liberty to sign Iida and Todoroki up for counselor sessions once Inui came back.

Inui was on a vacation for the time being. A well needed vacation.

And Aizawa was semi jealous.

But he simply sighed, grabbed his clipboard and watched his students come in from work studies.

Todoroki had heard all that his teacher said through the door. His teacher's promise did nothing to lift the teen's spirits though.

If he had been faster...

If he had been stronger...

If he had been able to fight the Hero Killer head on...

If he hadn't been weak enough to get stabbed, then Midoriya would still be here.

But Todoroki was simply a child still. A useless child.

His father told him as much growing up.

"Shotoooo! If you can't take this, then how can you expect yourself to beat All Might? Don't be so useless!"

"Hey, I saw you enter that funk again--where you reminisce about the past. But I want you to know that you're amazing and perfect the way you are. Don't beat yourself up for not getting first place, you did your best and that's all that matters!"

Todoroki sighed, curling his legs closer to his chest, careful not to crinkle the notebook.

Midoriya's beloved notebook.

Number Thirteen was almost completely filled, with only seven pages left. Midoriya had spent the night over in Todoroki's dorm to finished filling it in. It was the last full night before Hero Studies, and Todoroki had been having horrible nightmares, and Midoriya had taken notice of the bags under the duel-quirked boy's eyes.

Secretly, Midoriya had packed a small overnight bag and knocked on the door. Todoroki had finished his extra training and was resting before bed at the time, so the greenette was allowed inside. They had talked to each other about their nightmares.

Midoriya knew Todoroki's fear was feeling useless and inferior to everyone.

Afterall the split teen had just recently experienced the freedoms UA provided, and had been able to gain supporting friends. He wasn't just good for beating All Might anymore, he had found his own purpose to become a hero.