Chapter 2: Case: Hero Killer Stain

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Aldera Middle school 0600:

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Aldera Middle school 0600:

Mr Garrison is the School Janitor and nicest person there (the competition is not fierce) he lets Izuku hide in his office or the underground pipe system when he's being chased and seems to generally have a soft spot for the Quirkless kid.

He was older, most likely pushing 60-65 and he pushed open the door to the gym asking "you going to be OK Midoryia?"

Izuku shrugged "nothing different from usual, they just want me to set up everything since they don't know how, while not letting me go to the dance proper."

Mr Garrison groaned "I wished you could report them."

Izuku laughed "to who? You're the only one who cares."

Mr Garrison grumbled "every time we talk about your life my faith in humanity is lost just a little."

Mr Garrison leaned on his mop "speaking of, how many degrees you on now kid?"

Izuku shrugged "Eight, just finished my Forensics one."

Mr Garrison grunted "kid you do not belong here."

Izuku looked at him with a small smile "I don't belong anywhere Mr Garrison."

Mr Garrison looked at him with another groan "Kid, just this once could you lie to me, let me live in LA LA land where talent and skills matter more than Quirks."

Izuku chuckled "right sorry."

Mr Garrison snapped up "right almost forget, new student coming for the last bit of the school year, A Girl, she will be here to help with the set up, something about not being able to attend the dance proper for some reason, she should be here soon."

The unspoken "be careful." passed between them

Izuku nodded "thanks, I should get started."

Mr Garrison said "right, I will go see if she is here yet."

Izuku started the set up on the lights and the sound system, falling into an easy rhythm, already thinking of getting home and reaching back out to the HPSC, assuming they even want to work with L again, after he ran off like that yesterday.

He froze. "Oh crap I Mentioned the Middle School Dance."

Izuku started to mumble as he worked, "maybe I can play it off as a Joke or maybe as being a Teacher?"

A voice said from behind him "play what off as a joke?"

Izuku spun around and before him stood a cute girl with brown hair and rosy cheeks, her clothes were worn, most likely hand me down or thrift but of high quality and her shoes were muddy and worn but clearly taken care of, built to last. There were pads on her fingers meaning a five finger contact Quirk of some kind..."

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