Puppet Master

Taking Hold Of One's Own Strings

May 8th, 2020

'Hello, I am Izuku... Kirishima?

Mr. Ki- Dad(?) said that I should try keeping a journal. Something about because I like writing hero notebooks so much I express myself better on paper? I'm not shur- sure. He told me to write about how I feel each day I write.

This is my first entre- entry- entree- entry.

I'm not sure about this though. Is he going to read this? What am I allowed to write? This is strange. What do I feel? Yami said grief when Ma- He said grief. But then yesterday Mr.- Dad(?) and Kiri and... Mom(?) called me brother and son and "family."

I don't know what that means very much. Doesn't that mean we share jeans- genes? But we don't. I don't think so at least.

But he called me family so... I can believe that. Right?

I want to. Is that a feeling? A feeling of "want?" Oh, I shouldn't feel that. I can't want things. It's ungrateful. She don't like it. But they won't do anything to me... right? Not like her. Cause we are "family."

Family isn't definite...

I won't feel that then.

Well, I guess I wrote more than I thought. Maybe this wasn't too bad then. I guess I could continue this whole writing my feelings thing then. It's easyer- easier to write then. She don't like me to speak. I'm not allowed to.

Sho says otherwise though. And Mar- and the others. And my "family." They want me to speak. I want to speak but I can't want so I won't. I'll try my best to for them though because they want me to and I want them to be happy.

Oh, Dad(?) is calling me for dinner. I'll write later. Maybe.

Bye!

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Izuku closed his notebook and pushed off his desk, chair rolling back. He spun in it a time or two before jumping off and leaving the room.

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Izuku seemed brighter these past couple of days, Eijiro thinks. He hasn't woken up screaming. He has found the greenette crying in his sleep again but aside from that, he seemed better. He still sleeps after school. Being surrounded by so many people drains him. He still goes around locking the windows and doors at night which Eijiro thinks will never change but, and Eijiro doesn't know why he thinks this, Izuku seems brighter.

"Do you two want to come over to my house tomorrow?"

Eijiro looked up from his lunch at Ashido's question. "What for?" he asked.

Izuku tilted his head.

She shrugged. "Just to hang."

Izuku's eyes widened. Eijiro was quick to place a hand on the greenette's shoulder. "No, no that kind of hang." Ashido laughed heartily. "Sorry, sorry! I didn't mean it that way!" Izuku visibly relaxed. "I just meant to, ya know, chill together, or something. Hang out, ya know?"

"You always seem to think the worst, Izuku," Hino stated. Izuku blushed slightly and looked down. Ashido waved her off. "It's fine! So do ya wanna?"

Eijiro nodded. "I'm down, man! What about you, Izuku?"

Izuku glanced at him. "S- sure..."

Eijiro felt like a proud parent. Izuku had been able to speak a few words here and there around their friends at school lately and now he was willing to go to the pinkette's house? Such an improvement! Ashido seemed to accept it. "Alright! Tomorrow after school then!"