VampireQueen_03
UA thought they knew Izuku Midoriya.
They were wrong.
Before the shy smiles, before the notebooks and apologies, there was a different Izuku--sharp-tongued, observant, and unapologetically dangerous when cornered. Japan taught him to soften. UA taught him to shrink. And when betrayal came--swift, public, and unforgivable--it didn't break him.
It reminded him of who he used to be.
Izuku returned to America. To the man who had raised him on hard truths instead of hero worship, who taught him that power without a backbone gets you used, and that survival sometimes means letting people burn bridges behind you. Moving back wasn't an escape--it was a reset.
America didn't make Izuku ruthless.
It gave him permission to stop pretending that he wasn't.
Now he's back in Japan, and the boy who was cast aside is gone. In his place stands someone calmer. Colder. Smarter. Someone who remembers every look of doubt, every accusation, every friend who stayed silent.
UA expects apologies.
They expect forgiveness.
They expect the old Izuku.
What they get in return is the version of himself he buried to survive them--and he's done filtering for anyone.
My Hero Academia and the characters aren't mine. All credit goes to Kohei Horikoshi. I only own the plot and OCs.