彡┋♚༄➤┋彡 ❛ prisoner 4-5-11-21, someone is here to see you. ❜ Izuku's personal guard informed him, staring at him with focused eyes. The greenettes dull eyes began to show some life, showing he still had a soul. Quickly, he sat up from his hospital-like bed, throwing the sheets he had off his body but he quickly tensed up from the scars and bruises he had on his body. The guard assisted him, carefully applying his oxygen mask around Izuku's mouth and untangling the strings from his machines that he was connected to his body. With a firm grip, Midoriya held onto his IV pole, rolling it with him as he was escorted down the chilly hallway. The villain walked with a slight limp, focusing his emerald hues to his bare feet. Two guards were on each side of Midoriya, carrying their 9mm pistols. If Izuku made a wrong move...he'd be dead. Coming to a halt, Midoriya raised his gaze from the floor to the person in front of them. A small, soft smile formed on his pale face.
❛ Ah . . . I see you followed me. I greatly appreciate it. ❜ Izuku pointed out, reaching his hand out. Instantly, the two guards by his side aimed at the teen, ready to shoot. The soft expression the boy had turned annoyed as he lowered his scared hand. Gripping his free hand on his hospital gown, he took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. It was now his time to go...
❛ Thank you . . . I enjoyed your time. It's my time to leave. ❜ Midoriya thanked softly, slowly turning his body to walk back down the hall to the isolated room he was held in.
❛ Also . . . If you know the students at U.A . . . Tell them I said hi. They should remember my name. ❜
//to sum this all mess up, thank you for the follow ^^
