My Forest Made of Glass (All Might/Toshinori x Y/N.

The Silent Guardian

I quickly opened my eyes and looked to my side were Deku

Sitting up from the makeshift bed on the floor I let the All Might plush in a good area and stood up quietly to walk to the door.

With a practiced touch, my right hand lightly grasped the cold, metallic doorknob, testing the fit against the doorframe.

After a brief moment, I calculated the exact amount of pressure needed to overcome the resistance. Using my left shoulder as a point of balance, I expertly shifted my weight against the door in a swift motion.

The well-oiled hinges remained silent as the door swung open, revealing the darkened hallway beyond with a slight creak.

I smoothly detached myself from the entranceway, leaving only a mere crack for a stealthy return.

I slowly walked down the hallways dead silent for any surrounding noise that may be apparent, fortunately only the sound of the clock in the kitchen.

Quickly I made it to the front door and sat down on the ground to silently put on my shoes.

As I did so I pulled out the same precision plan on the front door as I did in Deku's door and closed it silently behind me.

As I stepped outside, the cool night air enveloped me, and the soft glow of streetlights cast a warm, honey-like ambiance over the surroundings.

I let out a soft sigh as I made it to the front gate and jumped over to the sidewalk.

I opened a small container filled with caffeine beans and began to chew them. The familiar strong bitterness of the beans didn't faze me - I was already accustomed to the powerful and intense flavor that jolted my senses.

With quick and purposeful strides, I began jogging down the sidewalk, blending in with the very little civilians going about their evening routines.

However, I knew that it might seem unusual for a teenager to be out and about alone in the dark, despite my appearance being no different from that of any other hardworking pedestrian.

I headed down the familiar alleyway, searching for the usual spot where I always hid things.

I located the same old throw-up spot from the start of summer vacation. Today was the first week of school, and the brick I had spotted was still there, right where I left it next to the dumpster.

I quickly looked around to make sure no one was watching and used my nails to pry the brick out of place, revealing a small space underneath it.

I methodically pulled out the two cemented blocks to reveal carefully folded black clothing.

It was a system I had established in the beginning years of living in Japan, having multiple hidden spots like this one spread out across cities, particularly near important locations like Deku's house.

The spot was conveniently close to UA and would allow me easy access to change clothes if necessary.

I took pride in being organized, remembering where each brick was placed and keeping mental note of geographical patterns in Japan, especially areas I regularly patrolled.

Being a vigilante, this was all part of the job.

I had to be organized and keep track of multiple locations, hidden supplies, and strategic spots to operate from.

It was a necessary part of my work, especially when it came to maintaining safety and security as a costumed vigilante in Japan.

I quickly changed into my garb, storing my UA uniform in the hidden space.