The Past Will Haunt

Night Reclection

Another short chapter promise they will get much longer anyways enjoy!!!!<33

Shouto lay in bed, his mind tormented by the haunting memories of his past. Sleep eluded him, leaving him restless and weary. Unable to find solace in the quiet darkness, he reached for his phone and sought refuge in the familiar comfort of cat videos. The playful antics of the feline creatures brought a momentary respite, a temporary escape from the weight that burdened his soul.

Meanwhile, in another part of the dorms, Midoriya tossed and turned, his sleep disturbed by worry and unease. Managing only an hour or two of rest, he knew he couldn't remain idle. As soon as the clock struck 6am, he rose from his bed, determined to confront the challenges that lay ahead.

Dressed and ready, Midoriya stood outside Kacchan's door, his thoughts consumed by Shouto's situation. Mumbling to himself, he gathered his thoughts, preparing to share what he had witnessed with his explosive-tempered friend. The door swung open, revealing Bakugou, who wasted no time in demanding an explanation."What the hell do you want, nerd!" Bakugou snapped, his impatience clear.Taken aback but undeterred, Midoriya stammered, "Oh, Kacchan, I didn't think I would wake you!" He paused, collecting himself. "But I need to talk to you about Shouto."

Bakugou's gaze softened slightly, curiosity mingling with concern. "Well, you did, Deku. So spill it," he grumbled, crossing his arms.
Midoriya shared with Bakugou the details of what he had observed, the cut on Shouto's arm, and the weariness that clung to him like a shroud.

As they conversed, a plan began to take shape. They knew they couldn't ignore the signs any longer. After class, they would approach Aizawa.Midoriya and Bakugou set their sights on the day ahead.