Ch.40- Favor

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(Sorry for not updating in a long time. My mental health is crap and I kind of had a few revelations about myself. Bad ones. So it's not that I had the motivation to write again, I just needed to take my mind off everything.

I might update more daily but if not I'm sorry and ill understand if you drop this weird story. So I hope you enjoyed this chapter!)

Aizawa's POV

"So, how did things go with Midoriya?"

"Alright."

Shinsou said nonchalantly as he pet the black cat to his side. After two days since he ran after Midoriya, Shinosu finally came back. 

"Just alright? Is he ok?"

I asked sipping some coffee.

"He's fine, just seems stressed is all."

"Stressed?"

I asked. Shinso avoided my gaze and pulled his hand from the cat.

"I don't think I have a right to say anything."

He sighed. 

"That's fine. Is there anything else?"

"He has someone spying on the villains."

He said and I stared at him surprised.

"He just wanted to keep tabs on them in case they did anything."

"Right."

"And, you?"

I asked sitting back in my chair.

"What about me?"

"Are you ok?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

He gave a small laugh and I rose my brow at him.

"You've been moping since you got back."

"I'm just worried about him, ok?"

He said tiredly and stood up.

"I'm going to head to the dorms and get ready for school tomorrow."

"Ok... See you tomorrow then..."

I frowned as he started to walk away.

"Hey, shinso?"

"Hm?"

He asked stopping to look at me.

"I'm worried about all of you kids so be careful, k?"

"Sure."

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Izukus POV

They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me. They hate me.

Isn't this what I wanted though? Didn't I want them to hate me? I'm sitting here alone and I could just kill myself now. I have my quirk to do it, I have a knife to slit my throat, and I can even jump from the edge of the hotel's roof.

Why did I say that? That's not how I feel... I pulled Shinsou's phone out of my pocket and dialed. It started to ring for a good few seconds.

"Hello?"

A voice rasped on the other line.

"Shigaraki..."

"Ah, Izuku."

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