Too much philosophical questions

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Touya POV

It was 8:55 am when I finished reading afo's files. Now I am hungry. I crept downstairs hoping that I wouldn't wake anyone. Yet after the night I gave them, they won't be awoken that easily. I began to think of my dream. It was horrible but even so intriguing. Was there really two of me fighting? I didn't actually want to think about that much.

I walked to the kitchen and saw a rather familiar large yellow caterpillar on the sofa. Oh no, Eraser. He probably stayed so that he would have a talk with me. I crept into the kitchen so I didn't wake him up. This is like those moments where your parents are asleep and anything you do late, apart from sleeping, is louder so you do it more slower. I finally made it to the kitchen and made some toast. I was waiting for the toast to finish and it was as if it would take the whole morning to finish.

"Kaso" a deep tired voice mumbled behind me. I jumped and turned around to find Eraser looking at me. Oh god. He then pulled out two croissants from the cupboard and placed them on a plate. The toaster dinged and I quickly put my toast on my plate so I could make a run for it. Even so, before I reached the door, he said "Why don't we have breakfast together?" and I knew my fate. There seemed no use in running from this guy.

We sat down. He took a drink from a flask and began eating. He looked at me "Aren't you eating?" Making me eat. I've never been this obedient in a long time.

Aizawa POV

I could see that the night Kaso had, had shook him up a bit. If Midoriya hadn't woken up to the smell of fire, I would have feared the worst. This kid seems more than meets the eye. There is something he is hiding from the world. As well as his quirk. I had only seen it twice. One was last night and the other was when he blazed the track.

It was a long silence until I asked "So about last nigh-" "It was just a stupid nightmare. Nothing to be worried about" he interrupted quickly. He always seems to know just what people would say and answer them before they finish. I looked at him "Kaso, you were burning and hyperventilating. I don't think it was a 'stupid' nightmare", he looked down "It's just something I'm used to". I looked at his face, does this usually happen? And for how long?

I asked "For how long?" And he replied "Hard to say" as he finished the last bit of his toast. "Kaso, you know you can always talk to me or other staff and students about this. Just anyone trustworthy" I informed "Nezu has heard about this and decided to move the beach trip to a closer date" as he got up. He nodded and I demanded "You only put one toast on. Make two more and put some jam on it or something. One is not enough", that made him smile the tiniest bit.

I am going to bed.

Touya POV

By the time I finished the toast 1a came in. I sat on the sofa while everyone was looking at me. I could feel their concern stare as I ate. Oboro even hesitanted but sat next to me. Quietest he has ever been. More people sat by us as we all ate. This is so awkward. Even boom boom boy seemed to have cared. Was it that concerning last night? Eraser was just laying on the floor and being a mood.

I decided that I need to clear up "Listen, I am so sorry for waking you all up". All of a sudden everyone was comforting me. "Don't worry Kaso, your dad has done that before" Shoto uplifted making me remember when I did that at home. I then looked down. I wanted to ask a favour but I didn't want to look weak. Well, technically I am not looking weak for asking help? I don't know.

I finally said "If one of you guys smell fire in the middle of the night ... could you check on me?" as everyone carried on looking at me. Midoriya said "Don't worry Kaso!! We will for sure! And plus we should ask Aizawa if UA could put a fire alarm in your room." And everyone agreed. These guys will make great heroes, even though I will have to fight them.

But I wonder how the lov is doing? Probably more chaotic since both me and Kurogiri aren't there. Should've informed them that we will come back in a year. Then again we don't have a good enough reason for leaving for that long.

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