Izuku's POV:
After an hour of crying, Izuku shakily got back up. He held onto the wall for a moment to stay steady.
He sighed and slowly walked back to where he found the frame, putting it back.
It's been awhile since Kacchan left.. but there's still gonna be awhile until he comes back.
Normally around this time he would probably be killing animals in the forest.
But..
He looked around at his surroundings.
Should I really be here? Maybe I should leave... no. I promised Kacchan I wouldn't.. Why does he even want me here anyways..
He sighed quietly. He can't go out and kill anyone right now since it was daytime.
He finally decided that he would just take a walk.
He didn't have any clean clothes though..
.....
Guess I have no choice..
He slowly walked to Kacchan's closet and grabbed a shirt and pants that he assumed Kacchan didn't wear too often.
Please don't be mad at me.. please don't be mad at me.. please don't be mad at me.. please don't be mad at me.. please don't be mad at me.. please don't be mad at me..
He's gonna be mad at me..
He's gonna yell at me..
He might even hurt me.. This is technically stealing so I'd deserve it..
He sighed and held back more tears as he walked to the bathroom and got dressed.
When he was dressed he looked at himself in the mirror in disgust.
Wearing Kacchan's clothes felt nice but he was also scared of how Kacchan would react.
It covers up the nasty cuts and scars though..
He got the urge to bang his head into the wall but quickly walked out of the bathroom before he could do so.
He walked downstairs and rinsed off one of his pocket knives in the sink before putting it in his pocket.
Just in case.
He put on his classic red sneakers before walking outside. He locked the door behind him.
Luckily, Izuku knew that Kacchan's spare house key was always under the brick by some of the plants by his house.
He took a deep breath and started walking. He didn't have an exact destination.. he would just go where his legs took him..
He eventually walked into a shady looking alley-way. It made him a little nervous, but if he had to kill anyone he had a knife on him.
His anxiety slowly increased when he felt someone's eyes on him. Or was it multiple eyes?
He looked around the alleyway put he didn't see a single person there.
He pulled out his pocket knife and started walking a bit faster.
Before he even had time to react, he felt a hand go over his mouth and another on his neck.
For some reason, they kept one finger off of his skin on each hand.
He panicked and started struggling against the unknown person. He tried to stab the person from behind and he did hit a spot.
He heard the person grunt and let go of him for a moment.
He used this chance to quickly get away from them.
He distanced himself away from the man before turning around to look at him.
If he's gonna get attacked.. he might as well defend himself instead of being a coward and trying to run..
He got into a defense position and quickly looked at the person's appearance.
The attacker had shaggy light blue hair. His face was covered by some kind of hand thing and he was wearing all black.
"Listen. I don't need to hurt you but I have an offer for you.." The man said.
"What do you want...?" Izuku said cautiously.
"I've seen you kill.. and you're talented. So.. I would like you to join the League of Villains."
League of... Villains...?
......
Yes. I still exist.
Yes. I'm returning with a cliffhanger.
You're welcome.Kk
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