Phantoms of Choice (TodoDeku)

Day 2: Good Intentions

Hello and welcome to the twenty-seventh chapter!

(This is the perfect rainy-night-starry-sky-tea-and-a-good-book song)

Deku's POV unless told otherwise. If a POV is switched mid-chapter and it is not indicated whose POV it is, it's Deku's.

Enjoy!!!

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When a knock at the door to my dorm wakes me up, it takes all of my strength to get out of bed. After yesterday, everything just feels... Empty. I throw on the school uniform and don't bother with anything else, the high-tech lock on the door whirring as it unlocks. I open the door and step out to meet whoever's supervising me today, which happens to be... Mezo Shoji.

His Quirk involved a bunch of arms, right? Well obviously, considering his appearance... Shoto said he was chill, so hopefully I won't have to say much.

He nods in greeting, a gesture I don't return as I wordlessly follow him out the door and down the path to the main building.

Today is the day the person in that note asked me to meet them on the school rooftop. I guess I have to figure out a way to get away from Shoji without getting caught. However, if I do get caught... I couldn't care less anymore.

All those people. All those lives. Enough people are suffering while I'm stuck here, but now... I'll never be able to be a vigilante again. It won't be safe enough for anybody anymore... All those kids I rescued, the L.O.V., and even the civilians I'll try to save. People will suffer because of my stupid mistakes...

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Do I even matter anymore?

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Classes up until lunch are uneventful, almost all of which I'm positive I slept through, but nobody even attempted to wake me.

They probably pity me... Or they're just scared.

Lunch is at 12:30 pm, and it's currently 12 am. I didn't eat breakfast; I haven't had anything since the lunch period I had with Shoto. The lack of food is just making me more tired... But I don't really care anymore...

Aizawa: Izuku. Let's go.

Me: Wha...?

I lift my head from its previous position resting on my arms, and Aizawa is standing over me with an indifferent look on his face.

Aizawa: Did you not hear me? I said let's go.

Me: No.

Aizawa: What do you mean, "no"?

Me: No means no. Don't you already do enough, forcing me to do things I don't want or need to do all hours of the day?

I try to make my voice angrily sarcastic, or at least annoyed, but I can't bring myself to do anything more than a flat and slightly aggravated tone. Aizawa's eyebrows raise a bit, and he just looks at me.

Aizawa: Something up with you?

Me: No.

Aizawa: ... This is about the vigilante thing... isn't it...

Me: ...

I look down at my desk, a silence passing between us. The rest of the classroom is empty, as the rest of the hero students are in battle training. Out of nowhere, Aizawa's capture scarf wraps around me and lifts me out of my chair.

Me: H-hey!

Aizawa sighs and starts walking out of the classroom, dragging his capture scarf (With me in it) behind him. I don't have the will to struggle, so I just wait for him to arrive wherever he's taking me, getting odd looks from teachers and students passing by. Eventually, Aizawa makes a turn into a room and drags me in, releasing me and pushing me into a chair. I watch silently as he walks over to a cabinet, pulling out a cup of instant ramen; He simultaneously starts boiling water in an electric kettle.