Elisedeluxe
"Izuku! Come over here for..." Hisashi drifted off, frowning in confusion. Izuku wasn't in the sandbox. He started looking around the play area. Izuku wasn't near the swings, the climbing frame, or the slide. "Izuku?" Hisashi started running through the park, panic gripping at his core. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't think. "Izuku! This isn't funny! Izuku!"
Izuku disappeared when he was 4. He would be found again almost 3 months later, but it would never be the same. He was broken, twisted, changed and thrown to the side. Izuku never minded, though. He loved the broken things.
Warning: This story starts out very dark but it will get lighter.