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Truth? Wait. Is that annoying thing a lie detector?

"I think this is so stupid." This time the voice was different and hesitated.

"...TRUTH."

I laughed. This was fun. But also really bad. Really, really bad but a little fun. I laughed again. Eraserhead looked really annoyed.

But hold up a minute. "Are you serious?!?"

"What?" I completely ignored Eraserhead.

"Iida?!? Momo?!? What the heck are you two doing here, too?" I then turned and acknowledged Eraserhead's presence. "Why are students here? In a room that's feet away from a high class villain who just tried to kill them?" My gaze was stern.

They had just fought me less than a day ago. And on top of that, they were like ten feet away from one of the most capable people to kill them. I of course don't kill anymore. There's a story behind that. There always is.

Eraserhead look at me and raised his eyebrow. That was the most expression he'd shown me yet.

"Iida? Momo? How did you know those names?" His eyes were burning into mine. He wasn't happy.

"I'll say this once. I know almost everyone. Mostly your stupid students." My glare was just strong as his.

"TRUTH." It was Iida.

"Yo!" I was looking at the mirror glass thing. "Who else is all here? I know Iida and Momo and here. And Uraraka, too. Wait." I returned to looking at Eraserhead. "Why was she screaming in the hallway in the first place?"

Eraserhead just put his head in his hands and sighed. "Lets just get this finished with." He completely ignored my question. Rude.

"You already know this, but I'll say it anyways. We are here so we can question you. There is a device connected to your neck that will allow us to figure out if your lying or not." He took out a notebook and pen, and clicked the pen open.

He looked a few things over and wrote a couple more things down. I couldn't see what was on the paper, and it was driving me crazy.

Eraserhead made eye contact with Rim Reader. Rim Reader then walked towards me. He stood behind me and put his hands on my head, one on each side.

"Shall we begin then?"

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