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Midoriya Izuku

6 Years Old

Izuku wasn’t sure what happened. One minute he was talking with Kacchan, the next, he was… somewhere else. He doesn’t even really remember what they were talking about. This new place was a small room. There was a book shelf full of books about All Might and other pro heroes. There was a ladder so he could reach the higher shelves. There was hero merch everywhere. There was a couch perfect for his small size. On one wall was a huge windows that overlooked a cliff side. Below the cliff was a forest full of huge trees and there were mountains in the distance. It was raining softly.

Izuku wasn’t sure what to do with himself. He didn’t know where he was. How would he get out? There was no door. And the window couldn’t open. What would he even do if he got out? There was nothing he could use to call for help. And he was a kid! He didn’t have any basic survival skills. So, he did the only thing he could do. He read. He read book after book after book. He felt more and more content, the gentle pitter patter of rain soothing him further. Eventually, he fell asleep on the couch, wrapped in the soft blanket.

Midoriya Izuku

6 Years Old(???)

When Izuku woke up, he was in his bed at home again. He slowly sat up. His body felt different, taller. His room was full of All Might merchandise he doesn’t remember getting. He slowly got out of bed. He stumbled, not used to these long legs. He held onto the door frame as he walked through. His home was still the same. At least one thing didn’t change.

”Mama…?” He called nervously.

”Oh, you’re awake! I’m in the kitchen.” Inko responded. Izuku slowly walked over to the kitchen, trying to keep his balance. He looked up at his mom. To his surprise, he was taller than her now. She was shorter and a bit bigger than she was before. It was honestly cute, but it was different. She still looked like little Izuku’s mama. But it was too different now. “Good morning, Izuku. I made some pancakes if you’d like some.”

”M-mama…? What… what’s goin’ on…?”

Inko paused, noticing a change in her son’s voice. It was higher pitched, a little slurred like a little kid still learning to talk.

”Izuku, are you alright? You don’t seem like yourself.”

”I’m… I’m confused, mama.” Izuku felt his eyes sting as tears welled up. He tried to explain but his little mind couldn’t quite articulate it correctly. It just came out all jumbled and slurred. The fact that he was crying didn’t help either. 

“Slow down, Izuku. You’re okay, take a deep breath. Just try to explain, one word at a time.” Inko gently held his hands in hers, looking up at him with her usual kind eyes.

Izuku sniffles before trying again. “I don’t know what’s goin’ on, mama. I was just playin’ with Kacchan at school. But then I woke up in this weird room I’ve never seen before. Then I woke up here feelin’ weird. By body feels really big and everythin’ looks really small. I don’t understand what’s happenin’.” He managed to explain.

Inko gently squeezed his hands, trying to process what he was saying. “Honey, how old are you right now?”

”I’m 6.” He sniffled.

”I’m sorry sweetheart. You must feel really scared. But I’m right here. I won’t go anywhere. I can help you.”

She continued to speak, but Izuku’s hearing was slowly getting muffled. The world slowly faded away. Izuku blinked and he was back in that room. He was back to his normal size. He was 6 again. He frowned.

”I want my mama…” He mumbled.

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Midoriya Izuku

6 Years Old(???)

When Izuku finally came out of that room, he was in a school. His uniform was itchy. It was black now, unlike the light blue ones he wore in preschool. There was a whole different teacher, teaching something he’s never seen before. Is that… math? That doesn’t look like math. It has letters. Math doesn’t have letters. What are all those different symbols? He only recognized the plus and minus symbols. What the heck were the other things?

Izuku glanced around. To his relief, Kacchan was sitting at a desk nearby. If Kacchan’s here, there’s nothing to worry about. He’ll help. And he’s all grown up now. He’ll definitely be really strong and protect him.

When the bell rang, people started getting up. Some were talking about lunch. So that must be next. But as he left, he realized he had no idea where the cafeteria would be. And what was the plan for lunch? Did he have lunch he brought from home? Or did he buy lunch? He didn’t know how to do that! What was he supposed to do now?

”Oi! Deku!”

Oh! Perfect. Kacchan can help. Izuku turned and saw Kacchan walking towards him, his hands in his pockets. But Izuku’s heart sank when he realized how angry he looked.

Suddenly, Izuku lost control of his body. It’s not like his body went wild or anything, it just wouldn’t do what he wanted it to do. He tried to run, but his body stayed still. He felt his mouth moving. His voice sounded different. It was deeper. Not too deep, but deeper than he remembered it.

”What do you want, Kacchan?”

”Enough with that stupid nickname!” Katsuki growled. He pushed Izuku into the wall. He could see people watching from the corner of his eyes, but they didn’t do anything. They just kept walking. “You’re so damn annoying! You kept muttering the whole class period!”

”I’m sorry.” Izuku said, but it didn’t sound like he meant it.

This seemed to piss Katsuki off. “Give me your lunch money.” He demanded.

Izuku reluctantly pulled 1500 yen (roughly 10 dollars in American money) out of his backpack and handed it to Katsuki. Katsuki snatched in away. He shoved Izuku into the wall one more time before walking away. People nearby snickered.

“Enjoy being hungry all day, quirkless loser!” One guy shouted.

So people still bully me for being quirkless? And… Kacchan’s one of them…

Izuku ignored their teasing and headed up to the roof. Before he got there, he woke up in his small room once again.

But… this time there was a door. He tested the handle.

It was locked.

The next time Izuku came back, he was at home. He sighed in relief. He realized he was getting in the shower. That’s perfect. Something calming like this would be great after that scary encounter with Kacchan. Should he even call him Kacchan anymore? That’s what he thought about as he stepped into the shower. He called him that because he was best friends with him. At least, that was one of the reasons. But Kacchan doesn’t seem to like him anymore.

That hit harder than he thought it would. Kacchan doesn’t like him anymore.

Before he could control it, tears rolled down his cheeks, mixing with the shower water. He quickly wiped at his eyes. He’s exactly what Kacchan said. A cry baby. He sniffled as the world started to fade away. He tried to fight it. He just wanted to stay for a little longer. Maybe say hi to mama. But he was back in that same small room before he could do anything.

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Bakugo Katsuki

16 Years Old

Katsuki was walking down the hall one evening. Shitty Hair and Dunce Face begged him to play Mario Kart with them. He only agreed to get them to shut up. As he got close to Deku’s room he heard sobbing. He looked over and saw Deku come out of his room, looking confused and scared, his face covered in tears and snot.

”Oi, Deku. What the hell are you crying for? You look like shit.” He said, trying not to sound concerned. Which he wasn’t. Obviously. Deku immediately looked over and ran over to him.

”Kacchan!” He started rambling. But he was so upset that I couldn’t understand what he was saying, especially through his sobs.

”Deku, calm down! Jesus. I can’t tell what you’re saying.”

Deku sniffled and messily wiped away his tears. He tried explaining again, calmer this time.

”I don’t know where I am. I just woke up here. I’m scared.” He said.

I stared at him for a second. He sounded like a child. “Why are you talkin’ like that?”

”Like what?”

”Like a little kid. I can barely tell what you’re saying.”

Deku pouted. “I’m not a little kid.” He argued weakly.

”Yeah, well you’re acting like it.’

Deku sniffled and stomped his foot. “You’re being mean! I want my mama!” He started sobbing again.

Katsuki sighed. What the hell was going on with him? Deku would act strange from time to time but this was beyond him.

I see Pink Cheeks approaching, her expression full of concern. “Hey, what’s going on? Why’s Deku crying?”

Deku takes a step closer to me, eyeing her like she was a stranger.

”He’s acting weird. Like a baby.” Katsuki explained.

”I’m not a baby!” Deku whined, letting out another sob.

Cheeks looked bewildered. “Deku… are you feeling okay?” She asked nervously, clearly worried for her friend.

”No! I’m not okay! I don’t know who you are or what’s going on! I want my mama!” He starts sobbing again, stomping his feet.

“That’s it. I’m taking you to Recovery Girl.” Katsuki grabs Deku’s hand and drags him down to the common room and towards the front door. Pink Cheeks followed. Deku sobbed the whole way.

Dunce Face, Shitty Hair and Tape Arms stared at us. “Uh… is everything okay…?” Dunce Face asked.

”I think something’s really wrong. Deku’s acting way off.” Cheeks explained as Katsuki shoved Deku’s shoes onto his feet. Deku doesn’t protest, too upset to do anything.

The three headed straight to Recovery Girl’s office.

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Recovery Girl

I have no clue how old she is… she’s ancient

”What do you mean wait outside?!” Katsuki shouted.

“I said what I meant. Midoriya is clearly upset and needs patience and quiet, not your angriness.“ RG argued.

We could hear Midoriya’s sobbing from inside the infirmary.

”Come on Bakugo, RG’s right, let’s give him some space.” Uraraka said, tugging on his arm.

”Fine.” Katsuki finally said, pulling his arm away from Uraraka.

RG sighed as she closed the door and turned back to Midoriya. He sat on one of the infirmary beds, sobbing his eyes out. I walk over to him.

”Relax, Midoriya. Can you tell me what happened?”

”I-I don’t know what happened!” He sobs. “I woke up in a room with all my stuff, but I’ve never been to that room before. I left the room and saw Kacchan. He said I was acting weird. But I don’t feel weird or anything. And there was a girl there too that I didn’t recognize. I just want my mama…”

RG listened patiently. He was hard to understand, but she’s worked with plenty of kids that sounded similar. “That sounds really scary, Midoriya. You’re really brave.” She reassures. “Can you tell me how old you feel?”

”I-I feel 6. But my mama says I’m 14. Well, that’s what she said the last time I saw her. I don’t know how long ago that was though.”

”Hm…” RG hummed in response. “Everything will be alright, Midoriya. I just need to check something real quick. Just rest here and I’ll be right back.”

Midoriya nodded, sniffling softly. RG sat at her desk and logged into her computer. As she looked up his file, he started to nod off. She didn’t stop him. He needs rest after so much emotional distress. She scrolls down and see his medical records. It says he was diagnosed with dissociative identity disorder at 8 years old.

”Poor kid.” RG mutters. “This alter must not be aware of his condition. How long has it been since he came out?”

She glances over at Midoriya who is now fast asleep, his head resting against the wall. She hops off her chair and adjust his position so he’s more comfortable. She pulls the blanket over him and gently pats his shoulder before heading to the door again. She opens it and sees Uraraka and Bakugo waiting.

”Well? Is he okay?” Bakugo demands loudly. RG puts a finger to her lips, signaling them to be quiet.

”He’s just fine. He’s asleep now.”

”Well, what’s wrong with him?!”

”Hush.” RG reminds him. “There’s nothing wrong with him.”

”You’re joking! He had no idea where he was! He didn’t even remember Pink Cheeks! That’s not nothing!”

”You’re right. It isn’t nothing. But, it’s his information to share. Not mine.”

Bakugo groans loudly.

”Well… as long as he’s okay…” Uraraka commented.

”He is. Leave him be so he can rest. He’ll come back out when he’s ready.”

”Fine! Whatever!” Bakugo said and stormed off.

”I’ll tell the others he’s okay. They’re probably really worried.” Uraraka said and left.

RG gently closes the door and turns back to where Midoriya is resting.

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Midoriya Izuku

(Xyn)

???

I slowly woke up in the infirmary to a headache.

”Ugh, did Lee get us stuck here again?” I thought as I slowly sat up.

”Good morning, Midoriya.” I turn and see RG at her desk nearby. “One of your other alters had quite the fit last night.”

”Wait, what?” My brain practically short circuited. “First of all, how do you know about us? Second, who did it? I swear, if it was Lee again-“

”No, I don’t think it’s who you think it is. They weren’t aware that you’re a system. They had no idea where they were or what was going on. They said they felt like they were 6. Based on the age they thought the body was, I’d say the last time they fronted was two years ago.”

I thought for a moment. “Yuto, the host, said he felt like there was someone else in the system that we didn’t know about. We’ve been trying to ask Neo, the gate keeper, but he always blocks everyone out so he can focus on his work.”

“Hm. Keep trying to get a hold of Neo. Until then, I’ll keep an eye out for this unknown alter.”

”What exactly did they do that had us ended up here?”

”Bakugo found them sobbing and confused and brought them here. They fell asleep after a bit.”

”So we’re not hurt at all?”

”Nope.”

”So I don’t get to scold Lee?”

RG chuckled. “Off you go. You have school in 30 minutes.”

”What?! Why didn’t you wake me sooner?!”

I hop off the bed and dash to my dorm.”

”Can we just stay home instead?” Someone asked. It was probably Lee.

”No, we can’t. We have a test today. Logan or Riku will be out any minute now. They studied.” I reply out loud as I shoved on our uniform.

”Actually, I didn’t. Riku will have to do it.” Logan answered from somewhere near front.

”Fine.” Riku reluctantly agreed.

I could feel Riku taking over as I hurriedly brushed our teeth. I spat out the tooshpaste into the sink and wiped our mouth.

“Hurry up, Riku!”

”Hey, leave me be! I can’t control how quickly we switch.”

“Whatever! Just tell me what we need.”

”It should already be in our backpack.”

“Good.”

I dash off to the main building. Riku and I were both fronting now. By the time we got through the classroom door, Riku had fully taken front. She tried to catch her breath as Uraraka called out to us.

”Deku! Are you doing okay? You seemed really upset and confused yesterday.” She says as she walks over to us. Ashido and Hagakure are close behind.

“Y-you saw that? I mean- yeah, I’m fine now. Recovery Girl fixed me up.”

”That’s good! We were really worried!” Ashido commented.

“Oi, Deku.” We all turn and see Bakugo.

”Great. That bitch is here.”

”Shut it, Lee.” I respond to him in my head. “What do you need, Bak- uh, Kacchan?” I say out loud.

“I need you to tell me what the fuck happened yesterday.” He demanded.

”You don’t need to know that. I’m okay now and that’s what matters.”

“No. You woke up with no idea where you were. You couldn’t even recognize Pink Cheeks! You can’t just pretend that nothing happened!”

”I’m not pretending nothing happened, I’m keeping my privacy.”

”I don’t care about your privacy! Tell me!”

”Drop it, Katsuki.”

The whole class goes silent and Bakugo just stares. They’ve never heard me use that tone before. And they’ve only ever heard me call Bakugo “Katsuki” if I was dead serious.

I walk around Bakugo and head to my seat, leaving him and the rest of the class stunned.

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Midoriya Izuku

(???)

I sat in my forest. I love my forest. I've been here for as long as I can remember. It was dark and foggy. I like the dark.

There's a door on one of the trees. But it's locked so i never paid any attention to it. But now it was wide open. I didn't open it. Did someone else open it? Maybe it opened on its own. I don't know.

On the other side of the door was just pitch black nothingness. It looked dark. I like the dark. It was darker than my forest. Maybe I can go in?

I slowly stood up and walked over to the door. As I got closer, my world around me started to shift and morph into something else.

Oh... my forest is leaving. That's okay. Maybe it'll come back one day.

I continued towards the door. When I step through, I find myself laying in a bed. I've never been in a bed before. I've never seen one before either. There weren't any in my forest.

I sat up. My body felt different. I didn't exactly have a body before. I was like black smoke, roughly the shape of a human. I don't like this body. It feels solid.

I looked around. I was in some sort of room. It was small. Nothing like my forest. I miss my forest. This room was so bright and colorful with a man with big muscles on the walls. My forest had softer colors. Green and brown. I like my forest better. But my forest is gone now. Maybe I can find it later.

I slid of the bed. It felt weird standing on two feet. I didn't stand before. I floated. But i can't float anymore. I notice two doors. One is open. Inside is an even smaller room. It was a simple bathroom. The other door was closed. So i opened it. Doors were meant to be opened and closed.

On the other side was a green hallway, doors on each side. I didn't like these colors. The green in my forest was dark. I like the dark. But the green in this hall was bright and annoying. I like my forest better.

I saw a person walking down the hall. A human? I've never seen a human before. Am I human now? I don't like that. I'm not supposed to be human. I'm supposed to be black smoke in my forest. I miss my forest. This place is too different.

The human notices me and walks over. "Why are you standin' there all dazed?"

Is it speaking? I've never heard a human speak before. But I've never seen a human before in the first place.

Wait, what did it even say? I look dazed? I suppose I feel that way. I don't know where I am. And it's very bright. I don't like bright. I like dark.

"Hello? Why aren't you talkin'?" The human spoke again.

I'm supposed to speak back? I don't know how to do that.

"Ugh, you're actin' weird again! For the love of god, am I gonna have to take you to Recovery Girl again?"

God? I've heard of a god before. Am i god? I'm not anymore. I'm human now. I don't like being human.

The human groaned and grabbed my wrist. It started dragging me down the hallway. Where is it taking me? We get to a double door. Next to it was two buttons. The human presses the one on the bottom. After a moment, the doors open on their own. Inside is a snall room.

Oh, i know what this is. It's an elevator. There weren't any elevators in my forest. I miss my forest. The human drags me inside. It presses another button and the doors closed.

Oh, we're trapped now. That's okay. Maybe my forest with come back.

The doors open again a moment later. Now there was a whole different room. Did we teleport? Is that how elevators work?

The human drags me out of the elevator. I see more humans sitting on couches. But they look different than the first human. Their hair and bodies look different. Is every human different?

One of the humans stands up. "Oh no, did something happen again?" It says. It has brown hair. It looked like the brown in my forest. I like this human.

"He's actin' weird again. He isn't talkin' and he's lookin' around like he's never seen this place before. He doesn't seem to recognize us either." The first human says.

Oh, did I know them before? I don't remember them.

"Oi. Don't stare, Dek- uh, Izuku. It's rude."

Izuku? Is that me? Is my name Izuku? I was staring? I didn't mean to. Why is it rude though? I'm just observing. I can't observe here? I observed in my forest. I miss my forest. Humans are weird. There weren't any humans in my forest.

"Izuku! Quit it." 

Oh, the human was talking. I didn't hear it. Wait, we're not in that room anymore. This room is white. I don't like it. It's bright. I only like dark, not bright.

There's another human. But it's so short and small. It looks old.

The first human sits me down on a bed. This bed is white too. Why is everything here white?

"De- I mean, Izuku's actin' weird again. He won't talk and he doesn't recognize us." The human says.

The short human responds. "Hm, I see. Let me speak to him alone."

"Are you kiddin' me?!"

I instinctively covered my ears. Why is that human so loud? I don't like humans.

"I'm not leavin'! He's makin' me worry my ass off and now you won't let me help?!"

"Hush. You're being to loud." The short human says. It understands. Maybe the first human didn't realize how loud it was being.

"Leave, please. I'll let you back in soon." The short human said.

The first human huffed and left. I watched as it slammed the door.

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Recovery Girl 

"So, I'm assuming you can't speak." I said. Midoriya stayed silent, as expected. "If you can understand me, nod your head like this." I demonstrate. He copies me. "Good. I'm just going to run a quick check-up. If you ever want me to stop, shake your head like this." I demonstrate again.

Midoriya nods. Good, he's catching on quickly.

I speak as I gather my tools. "You can call me Recovery Girl. I help people when they are sick or hurt. Or if they're potentially sick and we don't exactly know what's going on, like you right now." I explain.

He seems to listen intently. I explain what I'm doing as I wrap a blood pressure cuff around his arm. He nods, holding out his arm for me.

"So, are you choosing not to talk? Nod your head for yes, shake your head for no."

Midoriya shakes his head.

"You can't talk?"

Midoriya shakes his head again.

"You don't know how to talk?"

Midoriya nods.

"I see. Thank you for letting me know." I finish his check-up. "Now, let's see. Everything seems normal. I think I know what's going on. I've got some explaining to do."

I do a quick explanation of what dissociative identity disorder is and that he has it. Midoriya listens, seeming fascinated by it all.

Afterwards, I ask, "Can you write?" Midoriya shrugs. "How about you give it a try?"

I hand him a notebook and pen. He tries to write and finds that he can. He starts writing calmly. I wait patiently, organizing my medical tools, cleaning them off. When he's done, he hands me the notebook.

It says, "I don't know where I am. I was in my forest. I've been there for as long as I can remember. There's was always a door on a tree. This time, I went through. I woke up in an unfamiliar room. I met the human from before. He was loud. But I like you. You're a nice human. You're very patient. I miss my forest and I want to go back. But i don't know how."

"I see." I say thoughtfully. "Don't worry. I'm sure you can go back to your forest soon. Your brain will let you go back when it feels ready."

Midoriya nods, seeming happy he can go back.

"Until then, would you like me to call you something specific? A name?"

Midoriya writes in the notebook. "I don't have a name."

"That's alright would you like to make up a name for yourself?"

Midoriya thought for a long moment, swinging his legs. Then he finally writes down his new name.

"Limbo."

Limbo decides they'd like their pronouns to be "it" and "they."

I tell it to wait there for a moment and that I'll be right back. I head outside of the infirmary and address Bakugo. He's standing in an instant.

"Well? Is he okay?" He demands.

"Yes, their fine. But just like before, it's their choice whether they tell you what's going on or not. They'll be staying in the infirmary until they're ready to come out." I respond calmly.

"Argh! I'm sick of this! He keeps gate keeping and hiding stuff from me. A few days ago, he called me Katsuki! He never calls me Katsuki!"

"Then ask them yourself when they come out."

"ARGH! Die, old hag!" Small sparks popped from his palms.

I don't flinch. "You should head back to the dorms. Tomorrow is Monday. You have school."

Bakugo curses loudly and storms off. Todoroki, who was passing by, watches Bakugo leave.

"I wouldn't be surprised if Bakugo has a crush on him." He says with a straight face.

I force myself not to laugh, trying to stay professional, but my lips twitch a bit. "Well, I wouldn't be surprised either."

Todoroki said a quick goodbye and left.

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Midoriya Izuku

(Lee)

I looked around. I was in the infirmary. I vaguely remember talking to Recovery Girl. What were we even talking about? And where is she now?

As if on cue, she walked in. She had a knowing look on her face.

"I see you've switched." She observed.

"Uh... yeah... who was here before me?" I respond.

"I believe it was a new alter. It named itself Limbo."

"A new alter? What caused a split?"

"I'm not sure. It's your system's life, not mine."

"Hm... maybe it's the stress of whatever happened to that other alter. The one who said they were 6 years old."

"It's a possibility. Limbo could also be an alter who was dormant."

I cringed at the thought. Neo had gone dormant for a couple days. The system was in completely chaos without him. He said it was a vacation. He should've told us before hand.

Anyway, Recovery Girl checked my vitals quickly before letting me leave, saying it was almost time for dinner. As i walked down the halls, I realized something.

It was quiet in my head. Too quiet. Usually someone is close to front and talking. But now it was silent. I stopped walking.

"Hello...?" I called quietly. No answer.

Dread filled my chest. The last time this happened...

I was front stuck.

Fuck.

I stepped into the common room, trying to act normal. I noticed everyone staring at me.

"Uh... hi?" 

Ochaco rushed over. "Deku, you scared us! You were acting so weird! I was so worried!" She pulled me into a tight hug.

Bakugo was standing nearby, glaring daggars at me. What's with him?

Dinner was tense. No one dared to ask what happened to me. And Bakugo kept staring at me.

Eventually, my anger got the better of me. "You know, it's rude to stare!"

"Says the person who was staring at Pink Cheeks yesterday!" Bakugo argued.

I glare at him, even though I don't remember doing that. Ochaco awkwardly speaks up. "I-I didn't mind it..."

"No one asked, Cheeks!" Bakugo shouted.

"Don't talk to my friend that way!" I stand up.

"Or what?!" Bakugo stands too.

"That escalated quickly." Todoroki commented.

"Shut up, Icy Hot!"

”Hey, how about we just calm down-“ Kirishima tried to intervene.

”Shut the fuck up, Shitty Hair!”

”Stop talking like that! You’re always so rude to everyone, it’s pissing me off!” I shout.

”You’re pissing me off! You say you’re fine when you’re not! You keep lying and hiding everything! It’s like you’re an entirely different person sometimes!” Bakugo responds.

”That’s because I am a different person sometimes!” My face pales as I realize what I just said. “Fuck…” I say under my breath.

”The hell are you talking about?”

”N-nothing, forget I said that!” I turn to run off, desperate to get away from the situation. But Bakugo grabs my arm.

”No, tell me what you meant.” His grip tightened.

I hesitated. It would be so much easier to just tell him. But I can’t exactly ask the others. It’s their life too. But everyone else is locked out. What do I say?

”I can’t tell you.”

”Why not?!”

”I can’t tell you that either.”

”ARGH! FOR FUCK’S SAKE! Just answer me! Don’t you know how worried— how terrified I am?! You can’t keep leaving me in the dark! You’re tearing me apart!”

I stare at him for a second. “Bull shit. You never cared about us- I mean, me.”

”There it is again! You said ‘us’, what the hell does that mean?! Just fucking tell me!”

To my shock, tears filled his eyes. I could feel everyone staring at us but I ignore them. I paused for a second.

”I have dissociative identity disorder. Okay? Now drop it.”

Bakugo stared at me. I could practically see the gears turning in his head. I heard Denki whisper to Kirishima.

”What does that mean?”

”I’ll tell you later. This is too good to miss.” Kirishima whispered back.

“W-wait, wait…” Bakugo said, shaking his head. “So… you’re not Deku?” I shake my head. “Then… can I see him?” I shake my head again. “Why not?”

”We don’t have a Deku. At least- that we know of. The Deku you know doesn’t exist.”

Bakugo stares at me. I could tell he was devastated. But he was hiding it well.