Newton's laws. (on hold)

Lesson 2, chapter 2.

F = M x A
Force is equal to the mass of an object multiplied by it's acceleration.

Dabi's pov.

"Wondering about what?" I asked. What's this kid know about villains? Why would I even ask that? They feed everyone the same bullshit. Especially Endeavor's kid,
"Well I can assume that the conditions being a villain are pretty bad. So I-"
I cut him off. "Well you're assuming wrong. The conditions in the league are the best I've ever been treated in my life. They feed all of you this bullshit about us being animals, when in reality heroes are the ones you should be afraid of." I kind of went off on a tangent. But the kid seemed to be listening. I tell him that like he isn't his father's son.

Shoto's pov.
"-when in reality heroes are the ones you should be afraid of."
Tell me something I don't know. But him saying that makes me wonder, what has he gone through to think that? He has to have had that belief before becoming a villain, or else he wouldn't be a villain. Right?
"Yeah, that's what I was wondering about. Why did you become a villain? I mean you must've been desperate, right?"
I see his face soften a bit, but he looks sadder.
"Listen kid, I get that you're curious but that's not something you're ready to hear."
Does this guy even know what I've been through? My own mother burned my eye with a tea kettle.
"I've heard and seen a lot. Nothing really phases me anymore." I say, trying to convince him. I would be surprised if he actually did tell me. I doubt Dabi is his actual name. It's not very common around here. Plus he doesn't have a last name. He sighed.
"My dad wasn't a great guy. Wouldn't even call him an ok guy. Honestly he was an asshole." Me too king.
"That man would do things to me that are still hard to think about today as a full grown man. And one day I just couldn't take it anymore. I was hopeless, left to die on the streets. And that's when one of the league's best men found me. And they took me in and treated me like family. But, my skin never healed and my vocal cords were fried from screaming. Which is why I sound and look how I do."
Like family..?
"So.. They actually like... Cared about you?"
He smiled. "Yeah. They still do. I hope."

Dabi's pov.
I look at him. He looks confused, which is fair. "Go to bed kid. Don't worry, they've got me cuffed." He just nods, turning his lamp off and turning the other way. I can't sleep. I never thought I would be homesick from that place. But here I am. Hours go by. I look at his clock and it reads 3:47am.
I stand up and walk over to his window. I rest my head against the glass, staring out of it. I know he's not supposed to. But I wonder if Tomura is looking for me. I wonder if he's even thinking about me. It keeps replaying in my head what he said.

"Don't worry Toto, we'll get you. I promise you."

Toto. I told him about that nickname years ago.  I didn't think he remembered it. Usually he would just call me one of his other nicknames. The closest he would usually get would be T. And he kissed me. His lips were dry but it wasn't bad. It was him.

"Are you ok Dabi..?" I hear from behind me.
I look over my shoulder at the tired kid.
"Yeah. Just go back to sleep." I say softly. No matter how hard I try, I can't help but see that little kid. He does as I say and goes back to bed.

The next morning there's a knock on the door. I would've gone to get it but i could only go so far with my hands and feet being chained. I was surprised I could even get over to the window. Thankfully Shoto had woken up a little bit before. I stayed leaning against the window, looking over at he got up to get it. Eraserhead came in. "How lovely to see Shouta." I say, a shit eating grin on my face as he unlocks the cuffs and shackles.
I roll my wrists, looking at the man head on. He's challenging me with his eyes. I can feel it. "We have some questions for you." Great.
"Oo yay. I love questions." I retort.

Shoto's pov.
"He's so.. strange." I say, sitting in the common area. A few of my classmates asked me about how he was last night. "He was really calm with me last night. He kept calling me 'kid' and we talked for a little while. But when Mr Aizawa came and got him this morning, it was like he was a whole different person. He kept making snide comments to him. And there was a weird tension." I explained. Hitoshi shrugged. "I mean they have been at each other's throats for years. Not like that's going to change over the course of a few days." I guess if anyone knew about Mr Aizawa it would Hitoshi. But it was so weird how he acted towards me. "I guess."

Dabi's pov.
Their questions were stupid and pointless. "Who is Tomura Shigaraki" "What's your real name" Stuff like that. They just think I'm stupid. That's how we need to keep it. At least until I'm out of here. Until I'm out of here.

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