A world that divides us mha/bnha

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『scars are painful and will leave memories to torture us when we see them』

Day seven: who even are you?

At the sound of a voice Izuku's head whips around at the man for the second time. "Oh so you were real." He mutters out. The cats spare the man a glance before going back to the tv.

Izuku tilts his head as the man raises an eyebrow. Confused as he may be the man doesn't comment about it. Instead he closes the door, takes off his shoes, sets his bag down next to them and walks to the chair across from the sofa.

Izuku watches as he moves, he's not scared since the man physically can't touch him or kill him for that matter but it's still enough to make him on edge. Something about this man seems off like a hero that works in the shadows.

His next moves are unpredictable, meaning the boy can't plan ahead. The man seems to pick up on this and settles with a neutral face. Whether that's to confuse Izuku more or put him at ease he'll never know.

After a second he man settles his sight on the boy who in turn is staring straight back at him. "Well isn't that a sight?" He says breaking the silence and slouching down into the chair.

"Georgie out of all the places you could sit you chose in someone?" Izuku, guessing the man is talking to the ginger cats who is now named Georgie, lets out a small giggle.

"At least they're not scared." Izuku responses. Waving his hand for the cat to paw at. The voice is almost exactly what the man is expecting yet he still tenses.

Izuku notes that the man is rather scruffy looking, with dark eyes that look up from the cat and focuses their attention directly on Izuku. He glances up and down taking his time to micro analyse him. It makes Izuku twitch and shuffle anxiously. He finds the whole situation very uncomfortable. The two cats leave hearing the unasked questions and not wanting to be involved. Izuku feels slightly betrayed.

This small act makes him feel more alone and scared of the man. He tries to calm himself but it still has him on guard.

"You have a lot of explaining kid. Since you were gone when I had to leave for work I didn't get your answer." Izuku looks down sheepishly. He fiddles with his fingers thinking back to the other night. He had half a mind brushing it off as a weird nightmare. That the man wasn't real and he was loosing all concept of reality.

Sensing he had already taken too long to answer he rushes out the first thing he could think of.

"Sorry I was on the roof." He curses himself for his bad wording. The man looks at him again slight concern flashes in his eyes. Izuku sees this and tries to back track. "I was just thinking!" He stumbles out. He peeks at the man only to find his eyebrows raise higher. Gosh he's making a bad first impression. No he already did that, now he's just digging a bigger hole.

"Not about anything like that! I just... I have a lot to think about okay? Especially when i thought it couldn't get worse. Yet here I am. And here it is getting worse. I must be some bad luck magnet." Izuku pouts looking back down. His fingers twiddle in the quiet. This could't end soon enough. He's exhausted and not in the mood for yet another break down.

Izuku also has the problem of what excuse to use. Dose he tell him the truth? Or should he make something up? This man could be anyone with any amount of power. Can he risk the consequences of telling him.