𝟕. ꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ

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After taking Todoroki-kun back to his room, I had to recollect my thoughts from the busy day and report back.

Clutching my folder to my chest tightly, my mind was in turmoil.

What should I do about All Might? Are they in danger? Am I in danger now that I know? I'm safe right? Was it all a trick? God, I'm hungry. I need to sit down. My legs hurt. My head hurts. I feel sick.

I began mumbling to myself as I let my mind go haywire with paranoia.

While I wasn't paying attention I walked into something hard, banging my forehead and knee against it. Whatever it was, it probably gave me minor concussion.

Looking around curiously, it turned out I subconsciously walked to Aizawa-san's office and headbutted the door.

Disappointed in myself, I rubbed my hands down my face and thanked the gods that I didn't fall down the stairs backwards.

The door creaked open, and a depressed, messy haired looking Aizawa-san leaned on the frame.

The door creaked open, and a depressed, messy haired looking Aizawa-san leaned on the frame

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Something bad must've happened.

He didn't speak but rather beckoned me in with a hand gesture and disappeared into the room, leaving me to walk in freely.

It was gloomy and dim in there, with a minimal amount of light peeking through the gaps in the blinds.

Are they vampires?

Hearing Aizawa-san seat himself in his creaky desk chair made me realise there wasn't any more chairs.

That's ok I guess.

I felt insecure just standing there.

I wasn't too surprised to see Detective Shinsou sitting parallel from him, a monotonous expression on his face as his eyes flit up to my face in judgement.

Two pairs of dark eyes analysed me whilst I stood in silence. I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly, deciding to speak up.

"I hold valuable information about the case." I set the folder down in front of them and pat it.

"Midoriya-san I presume?"

"Ah yes, that's me."

"Nice to meet you, I've heard great things about you." He stands to shake my hand.

I feel my face flush at the mention of it, I've been getting way too much attention lately.

It's not a bad thing is it? I really hope not. I try my hardest.

"Nice to meet you too Shinsou-keibuho.(ᴰᵉᵗᵉᶜᵗⁱᵛᵉ ˢʰⁱⁿˢᵒᵘ)." I reply sheepishly.

I give him a firm, controlled handshake with eye contact.

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