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☆~Izuku Midoriya~☆

Rappa chapter coming soon. Nobody except me wants it, but whatever.

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You were cleaning out a recently abandoned house.

And in that house, you found an item that would change your life.

A portable voice recorder.

Given the fact that it was just left at the house, you assumed it wasn't important to whoever owned it.

And so you took it for yourself.

When you got home you put it on a charger, and went to sleep after your busy day.

When you woke up, you decided to check out the recorder, see if anything was on it.

Of course, you didn't expect it to have any recordings still on it, but it'd be fun if it did.

Oh, surprisingly, there are recordings on this!

...it wouldn't hurt to check out what they say, right?

"Alrighty... um, hello future me, if I ever decide to listen to these recordings. Today is January fifth... I'm recording this because my therapist suggested I start keeping a journal, I don't know why, but... maybe it could be useful. I'll, uh, try to record myself everyday, until I inevitably decide to end myself."

That was the end of the recording.

You decided to play the next recording.

"So, um... it's now April. That's right, I forgot about my voice journal or whatever this is for three months. But on a positive note, I've been doing... better. I mean, I haven't tried to.... for a while... and I really think I've been doing better! But on a slightly more... negative note... I think I'm being stalked. I told my therapist about it, since he's the only person I have to talk to, and he told me I should go to the police about it. But like... I don't know, what if I'm overreacting? I'm sure this situation will solve itself... I'll try to record myself more often now."

You kept listening to the voice memos, and they seemed normal, until...

"I don't know where I am. This clearly isn't my apartment, but this room I'm in has all my stuff. I don't know what's going on, but given the potential stalking situation, I can only assume the worst. I was... kidnapped."

Woah, kidnapped?

...actually, you remember hearing something on the news a few months ago... a 24 year old Quirkless man in your town went missing. There were signs of a break-in, but no fingerprints were found at the scene. A few of his belongings were burnt up, and authorities noticed a lingering caramel smell at the scene, but that caramel part is probably unrelated.

"It's been an... hour, I think, and whoever stole me away hasn't revealed themself yet. The window is all boarded up, and the door is locked from the outside, so I can't get out of this room yet... not in any CONVENIENT way, at least.... oh well. I'm sure I'll-"

You heard the sound of a door opening. Then, the recording ended.

So of course, you played the next one.

"Alright, alright... I need to keep a tight grip on reality, so I'm going to record myself saying this, so that everyday I can remind myself of who I really am." He took a deep breath. "My name is Izuku Midoriya. I'm 24 years old, born July 15th in Musutafu, Japan. My parents are Inko and Hisashi Midoriya, and two years ago, my mother gave birth to my younger sister, Kaiki. I'm completely Quirkless, and in my spare time, I make and sell paintings to make money, as I don't currently have a job. I used to work at a comic shop, but that place shut down. I've dealt with depression and anxiety almost my whole life, and I started going to therapy when I was 17. A few months ago, I started feeling as if I were being stalked... and a week ago, I was kidnapped. This isn't normal, I'm not in love with him, I never will be. Understand? No matter what happens, no matter what you think, Izuku, always remember that... you aren't in love with Kacchan! If you start thinking that you are, it's not a good sign. Remember that, no matterwhat he does to you... you'll never love him."

After that, there was only one more recording.

"I j-just shot someone! I-I ENDED SOMEONE'S LIFE, I'M A M-M-MURDERER!!" He yelled out in a panic. You heard something drop to the floor. "I killed her, I... I-I killed her-! T-Toga... s-she's dead! AND I WAS THE ONE WHO KILLED HER!" You heard him start crying. "I s-shot her to death... after she tried to save me. K-Kacchan knocked her out, and tied her to a chair, and when she woke up he gave me a gun, a-and he told me to kill her! I-I'M SO SORRY, TOGA!! I k-know all you ever wanted was to live a normal life, but now you'll never get to do that..." He started whispering. "Kacchan told me that, since she tried to save me, we need to change locations so nobody else will find me, s-so please, if ANYBODY finds this recorder... the man who kidnapped me, h-his name is Katsuki Bakugou! He's the #2 Pro Hero, Dynamight! I-I don't know where I'm being taken, but please, find me! FIND M-"

Then, the recording cut out.

You ended up giving the recorder to the people in charge of the investigation.

And a month later, Izuku was found.

"#2 Pro Hero, Dynamight has been arrested for kidnapping a 24 year old man named Izuku Midoriya, who has been missing for the past eight months."

You were called to do an interview on the news about your participation in the case, but you declined since 1: you did barely nothing and 2: you didn't want to be on TV.

Though, apparently, he wanted to speak with you directly.

You went to the hospital, and made your way to his room.

"Um, hi... my name's (Y/N) (L/N)... you, uh, you wanted to see me...?"

"Yeah... I wanted to thank you." Izuku said as you quietly closed the door behind you. "You don't know grateful I am to you, miss (Y/N)... a-and I don't know what I could do to ever make it up to you...!"

"Oh, you don't have to make it up to me, it's not like I really did anything..."

"Even so... thank you, (Y/N)... if you hadn't found that old voice recorder of mine, then... I would've never been found, would I?" He asked. "I'll try to make it up to you someday, but for now, just..."

"Thank you so much, (Y/N)..."