What Do I Know?

Everyone had agreed to it, even Izuku. So, it was a little silly of him to be nervous, let alone scared of them seeing something he really doesn't want them to see. Not that he doesn't trust his friends, but this secret is something he doesn't want anyone knowing about. Even his mum didn't know it to it's full extent, only that he has the item and has basic knowledge on it.

So, as they all neared his room – good God why was he first? – he was stood to the back of the pack, hands wringing together in his anxious state. It took a tap on his shoulder from Kirishima to make him take a step forward.

"S-Sorry if it's a bit much."

He said instead with a smile on his face. His hand trembled as it clasped his doorknob, throat becoming dry as the seconds passed and the door edged it's way open. The room wasn't even completely revealed before there were exclamations of awe. Taking it a little wrongly, he quickly opened the door the rest of the way and stepped into his room, purposefully positioning himself so no one would think to check his closet.

"Wow! There's so much merch here!"

Uraraka stated rather loudly, the other girls confirming with hums and bright eyes. Kirishima and Kaminari seemed to agree with them, looking at his rare memorabilia and talking as if they were stunned it actually existed. Tokoyami gave him a pat on the shoulder, beak pulled into an expression he jotted down to being a smile. Even Todoroki seemed to enjoy all of his figures and posters, eyes seeming to sparkle despite his blank face.

A small smile tugged at his own lips as the others started piling out of his room. He was glad they didn't find him weird for his love of the number one hero. If anything though, he was mostly worried that Todoroki would assume this was more evidence the blonde hero was Izuku's father, and he really didn't want to have to explain himself again.

With a quick glance back into his room, Izuku let his smile soften further before shutting his door and continuing the impromptu tour.

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The rest of the rooms didn't take too long to look at. Kirishima's was pretty much a gym, while Todoroki's took more of a traditional Japanese aesthetic. The room they spent the longest in was Sato's, but that was only because he was baking a cake and the girls demanded they wait until it was finished. After that, Mineta and a few other boys said it was only fair that the girls show their rooms off too, so they ended up going through those too. Honestly, he didn't think they were too special. Well, except maybe Yaoyorozu's and Jiro's. Yaoyorozu had attempted to bring her bed from home, but it was practically the size of the room. It did, however, look super comfortable. Momentarily, Izuku thought that he'd probably do the same with a mattress like that.

When they had gone to Jiro's room, they saw something he considers awesome. Every single corner housed an instrument of some sort, and amplifiers for the electrical ones. When asked, she had said she had basic skills with most, if not more talented. His eyes had absolutely shined at the scene, heart puffing up in happiness. Tokoyami had asked him why he was shining, but all he could manage to do was shake his head and leave before anyone else noticed.

Now, they were all back in their rooms, the words Asui cried out sticking in Izuku's brain like a dying man's mantra. She had been so earnest, so worried and hurt, that he honestly wished he could promise her they'd all be okay. But, with the way their first year was going, he just... couldn't.

It made him feel terrible, a burning sensation churning in his gut like vile he couldn't quite get out of his throat. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep like this, so instead, he finished decorating his room. Powder blue posters found their way onto his wall, a signed picture of a ginger man holding a guitar finding it's way onto his desk beside the framed double-page signature from All Might.