Foreigners

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Day two of school started as usual, as every student made their way to class at the designated time of 8:00 AM.

Aeon took his seat in the back of the class, ignoring Bakugo's smirk.

"Hey, Tree! Didn't think you'd have the guts to come back to school after I kicked your ass yesterday," crowed Katsuki. Aeon stared straight ahead, not giving in to his mocking. Izuku elbowed Bakugo before arguing with him about bullying Aeon.

"Midoriya, it's fine. He's not a problem," reassured Aeon. He turned back to Bakugo to see him steaming in rage from his remark.

"Everyone, shut up," said Aizawa, suddenly entering the room without warning. "We're going to be sparring with each other and doing an obstacle course. It's not going to be easy, so be prepared."

"Yes, sir!" answered Aeon, earning a snarl from Katsuki. Aizawa rolled his eyes at Aeon before escorting the class out of the room.

They went through the central hall before making their way outside. Bakugo noticed they were passing the same place where he had beat Aeon the day before. He opened his mouth to insult Aeon, but Aizawa placed a hand on his shoulder before he could speak.

"Don't even think about it," he scolded, before making his way to the front.

Aeon spotted a rusty red car outside of the school, in the opposite direction of where the class was going. He saw a man walk out of the passenger seat door, wearing a buttoned green shirt. That was the same description that Faceless Man had given him at the cemetery.

"Come on, Bi-Han, everyone is up ahead," called Fumikage Tokoyami, a fellow student. His head resembled a raven's, but the rest of his body was completely normal. Aeon nodded, but did not intend to follow right away. He could catch up easily with his increased speed.

He ran towards the parked vehicle with no opposition, as the entire class was completely distracted. Aeon took out his student ID, deactivating the security system for that specific area.

The man was already waiting for him by the car, a half smile on his lips. His brown hair was ruffled, and his yellow eyes seemingly stared into Aeon's core.

"What do you need, child?" he asked. He crossed his arms to signify an inquiry. The man kept his smile, even when he could see Aeon's sudden fear.

"I uh...need to give you a message, from the Faceless Man," shivered Aeon, showing obvious signs of panic. He didn't know what it was about the man, but he felt trapped.

"Ah, what is it then?" the man asked. Aeon opened his mouth to answer, but then realized something. He didn't have a message at all. The Faceless Man told him to deliver a message, but that was all he had said. How had he missed that?

"I'm sorry, I...I don't have a message," sputtered Aeon, turning back toward the school. He took a step forward, but then stopped. He couldn't move his other leg.

"It's alright, Aeon, don't struggle. It's okay," the man whispered. Aeon turned his neck to see that his eyes were purple now. They seemed to emit an invisible energy that held Aeon to the spot.

"HELP! HEL-" Aeon began to scream, but his mouth then slammed shut. He tried to open it, but to no avail. The man had used the same force to close it. The driver's door then opened, revealing another man with a fluffy grey beard that stood much taller than Aeon.

He then reached out, grabbing the immobile Aeon and stuffed him into the backseat.

"I'm not going to hurt you, Aeon. Just relax," the buttoned shirt man insisted. His voice was calm and soft, but it did not help Aeon in the slightest. He continuously thrashed against the force that bound him, but it did nothing.

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