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There was a ringing in his head. Midoriya was drowning in fatigue. His chest hurts. He can’t breathe. He needs to take it off. He jumped off from his bed, heading toward the bathroom. He took off the binder (and bandages). He didn’t mind being a she but sometimes he felt sick of it. Sometimes he wanted to be like this other times he wanted to be him- no herself. However ever since he started UA as a shy, sweet boy he was too scared to become a shy, sweet girl.

‘Enough spiralling’

He (she) knew that he wouldn’t stop.

There was a knock at the door.

He looked at his clock, it was 6 am. He slept for 2 hours (the most hours he slept this week, it’s Thursday).

Only Iida would knock at his door this early.\

“Coming! Give me a second!” he shouted loud enough for the ‘mystery’ person to reply. He grabbed the bandages and binder and looked at himself. He didn’t want to, but he had to. He wrapped his chest tightly, this was never easy. He wanted to feel pretty. No. He can’t.

Once he finished he left his dorm. As he shut the door a familiar voice called out his name.

“Midoriya! I see today you have slept more than usual!”

Midoriya held back a scoff, a little concealer goes a long way.

“Iida! I’m sorry, I missed our daily run, I must have overslept” He restrained himself from rolling his eyes at himself, “ Can I make it up to you? “

“It’s alright Midoriya but could you please wake up Aoyama and Mineta it’s 7am, tell them I am making bagels so if they want some they must come soon”

“Alright Iida,” Izuku replied. ‘It won’t that hard, since Iida doesn’t usually make everyone breakfast, they’ll come running’

He walked towards Aoyama, who was apparently expecting him, so he asked him to wake up Mineta, which Aoyama reluctantly agreed to.

He returned to the common room, where everyone was now sitting and eating breakfast.
“Mina, I politely ask if you can refrain from talking with your mouth full”

“OK!” She replied with her mouth full. Kaminari then swore he heard Iida swear under his breath, which no one believed. Iida then slightly relaxed, which didn’t go unnoticed by Izuku. But he already knew about his ‘dark side’.

The school bell rings

“Alright problem children, today we will be working on situation awareness, since last night i was in the common room where Kaminari, Mina and Sero were inhabiting, and they didn’t realise I was there until two hours later when they were heading to bed.”

Mina cried out “Why were you there in the first place sensei!”

“Yeah!” the other two agreed.

“To ensure you didn’t burn the dorms down, and now shut up,” he glared. The class was silent, a feather could be heard flowing through the air. “ We will be split into 4 groups of 5, which I have already chosen.”

The class groaned in unison.

“In your groups, one of you will be seeking and the rest will be hiding,” he explained.

“So basically Hide and seek,” Uraraka added.

“I’M BETTER THAN ALL THESE SHITTY EXTRAS, THIS GAME IS STUPID WE AREN’T TODDLERS OR SOME SHIT!”

“Kacchan, be quiet! Sensei wasn't finished.” Deku cried out.

“Be quiet! As Midoriya said I wasn’t finished, this is helpful in many situations where you would find yourself hiding whilst trying to accomplish a goal, which in this case, is capturing the seekers. The hider will try to capture a seeker by incapacitating them or tying with this capture tape. In order to win, they would have to had captured at least 2 seekers, but for each extra person they capture they will get extra credit. All they need to do is wrap this around them anywhere such as the wrist, neck, leg and so on.”

“How will you be deciding who is the hider?” Momo questioned.

“Name in a hat, any other questions?”

Todoroki raised his hand.

“Yes”

“How can the seekers win?”

“If they capture the hider, any more questions before you all change into your costumes. Wait, no, change into your PE uniform.”

Momo somehow raised her hand elegantly once again.

Aizawa hummed in reply.

“Aren’t the seekers at a clear advantage?”

“THEN YOU HAVE TO BE BETTER!”

“ If you want to become a great future hero, you should be able to do a training exercise with your classmates. No more questions, get changed.”

The class grabbed their kits and went to the locker rooms and changed.

In the boys changing room

Midoriya rushed into a stall and changed. His chest ached, he quickly loosened the binder and took deep breaths before wearing it again. Only Bakugo knew his secret, but he didn’t care, he was still the same Deku. Also he may have told him he got surgery but he didn't because firstly, he couldn't affored it and secondly, he didn't mind being a female, he actually liked it at times. He finished changing first, his uniform was loose on him, but they’ll do. He didn't want to risk seeing anyone since it made him feel like a pervert as he would be watching people change, so he waited until the room was empty. When the door closed and it was silent he rushed out to Ground Beta where the rest of his class was.

“Now that everyone is here, I’ll be assigning the groups,

Group 1 - Kaminari, Koda, Mineta, Mina, Tokoyami

Group 2 - Ojiro, Bakugo, Sero, Sato, and Hagakure

Group 3 - Jirou, Midoriya, Aoyama, Shoji, Momo

Group 4 - Uraraka, Iida, Tsuyu, Todoroki, and Kirishima

Each group will go one after the other”

In unison the class replied “Ok sensei!” some more aggressive than the others.

They wrote their names on paper and put it in a hat Momo made.

“Tokoyami is the hider”

He groaned.

“Also this exercise will be worth 50% of your grade.”

“WHAAATTT!” The class shouted out.

“But some of us have bigger advantages due to their quirks and intelligence!” Kaminari panicked.

“Big words coming from a guy like you,” Jirou taunted while she knudged his side.

"HEY!" he violently whispered back in return.

“Then find a way to succeed, the match also lasts 30 minutes” Aizawa deadpanned.

After the match ended.

“Tokoyami was captured, seekers win. Next match”

“Bakugo is the hider.” Aizawa informed them.

“How’s that going to work, he’s too…. Blasty?” Uraraka chirped.

“Right!” Kirishima chimed in, “ I mean he’s manly and all, but at times he can be quite loud.”

“He’ll have to work through that.”

“YOU THINK I AM NOT GOOD ENOUGH, I’LL SHOW YOU EXTRAS WHO’S THE BEST”

Match ended.

“Seekers have won, Bakugo has been found.”

Sero added, “Don’t you see a pattern Sensei?”

“Yes, a pattern of y’all being bitchasses.”

“Sensei..” Iida gasped as he shed a tear.

The class was flabbergasted at sensei’s remark

“Because of your guys' reaction we will continue the exercises until…” he droned on “ One of the hiders have won.”

“WHWATAHGSAHTSAT NOOOOO” The class sobbed.

“Don’t you have faith in your classmates? Either way I did the names and Midoriya is the hider.”

His stomach dropped.

“Sensei,”

He looked at who called his name, it was Shoji and Jirou.

“ We volunteer for one of us to be the hider, since our quirks are useful for it and we have a higher chance of winning,” Jirou said smugly.

“No, the names were chosen at random so it wouldn’t be fair, furthermore, Hagakure’s quirk is also suitable for this exercise.”

“But Midoriya looks like his whole world ended, plea-” Aizawa glared at her “Okay” Jirou squeaked before joining her group (minus Midoriya).

However, there was a detail he missed out. None of the hiders were chosen at random, well the others may have been but Midoriya was no accident. He seemed off, and can’t a teacher check on how his student is doing. He was intrigued by Midoriya since the quirk apprehension test, but he didn’t seem all too special due to the fact his bones broke every time he used his quirk. He naturally assumed he never bothered to practise his quirk. He would never admit it but he grew fond of the boy, how could he not. He practically radiated good energy, but Aizawa thinks there’s more to him than smiles. He was always jittery and anxious, and he flinches quite often. It seems at time that he is forcing himself to interact with others.

The match started

Midoriya was a mumbling mess, stressed since this was worth 50% of his grade. He had to win.

He was in an office building. There were 10 floors and 6 rooms on each floor. To thoroughly check each floor would take a while but they had limited time so he had to be quick. He was against Momo, who was easily the most intelligent person in their class. Jirou and Shouji could easily hear him if they focused enough.

Knowing Momo she would split them up, sending Shouji and Jirou separately, one on the top floor centre near the elevator and the other on the bottom floor in the same place. Jirou would most likely be in the top floor since she could plug her ears into the floor, and Shouji on the bottom floor since he could scout the floors upwards and Jirou downwards trapping Midoriya in the middle.
Momo and Aoyama would be in the middle, then one ascending gradually and one descending. He has to think quickly, he can’t fail. How would he be a proper successor if he can’t pass a simple class exercise? If he failed, he would lose everything, All Might, his peers, his quirk, Sensei, his dignity. ’Snap out of it Izuku’ He thought intensely, where could he hide?
He would have to hide on the 5th or 6th floor, that way his movement could be mistaken for Momo and Aoyama. He looked around, and examined his surroundings. There were at least 4 cameras in each room and 10 altogether in the hallways.

He knew what to do.

He climbed the shelving unit to a vent and yanked it off, not using a single percentage of one for all.

‘Be shocked later, pass exercise now’

He climbed through and went toward the elevators in the vents. There he saw Momo, his guess was right. It had to be a guess, there was no way he came up with a similar plan to Momo, the smartest person in their class. No. He didn’t, she probably had a trick up her sleeve. He thought carefully what to do. His quirk is loud, they would hear the static his quirk emits. He’d have to go through the exercise quirkless. Good thing he’s experienced.

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Midoriya crawled through the vent as quietly as possible. He decided he would have to take them out one by one. Through a grate, he saw Aoyama muttering to himself. Izuku shrugged it off and soon realised Aoyama was heading to the bathroom.

'What was he doing?'

Had they figured him out? No vents led to the bathroom. There were also no cameras. He had to take him out eventually, so why not do it now?
Midoriya dropped from the vent as silently as one could. He opened the bathroom slowly, and before Aoyama could react. Deku covered his victim's mouth with a cloth and secured the capture tape around him before gently placing him into a stall.

One down, three to go.

He left the bathroom cautiously and whilst he walked out, he heard a static noise coming from the stall.

''This is Creati, Sparkles, are you there?"

'Shoot!' Midoriya crept to the bathroom and saw Aoyama, who had fainted, due to being startled. He had a walkie-talkie on his side.

"Sparkles tell me your code?"

'They had a code. What would Aoyama choose as his?' Midoriya thought as he grabbed the walkie-talkie.

"I am shining as bright as ever," he said in his best impersonation of the twinkling hero.

He had always been good at impersonating, it was one of his few (many) talents. Being born as a female, and pretending (as his parents, peers, and everyone else would say) to be a boy has widened his vocal range, which would come in handy for undercover work.
No one would recognise him (or her).

"Great, I am scouting the sixth floor and it is clear so far. What about you?"

The sudden voice broke him out of his spiral, and he quickly thought of a response.

"Yaomomo, here it is Midoriya-free." He kept his sentences short, not wanting to arouse any suspicion.

"Okay, keep an eye out. I am going to the seventh floor."

Izuku released a sigh of relief. He was in the clear and he also knew where his next target was.

He went to the stairway because the elevator would be very obvious and crept up to the seventh floor. He put his ear against the door to see if he could figure out where Momo was.

"Earphone Jack, I am scouting the seventh floor, any sign of Midoriya?"

"No Creati. He's either staying still or too far from me, which is unlikely since Shoji can't hear anything either."

"Alright, stay safe."

"You too."

He opened the door when he heard her footsteps fade away. He would have to take her down as soon as possible, otherwise, he could be captured. Suddenly, he noticed Momo making something.

'Are those... traps?' He asked himself.

After a few seconds, she left. Staying out of the view of cameras since anyone could be watching, he examined the contraptions. Yes, they were indeed traps. He avoided them as he followed Momo. She stopped. She grabbed her book, which was at the back of her hero costume.
Speaking of her hero costume, it must have been very uncomfortable. What if she made it out of her DNA, like Mirio, so her creations would phase through her clothes. Either that or she could wear a crop top with a secure zipper for when she wanted to make bigger creations, like a cannon. She seemed to have a liking for those. She could also wear shorts instead. The heavy book must have also weighed her down, it was a bigger disadvantage than an advantage. If she wanted to use it for information, she could use special glasses, which could tell you the breakdown of many objects. It's a computer in the form of glasses, which is voice-activated. It could also be controlled by a small device if the voice activation is not suitable.

"Fifteen minutes left."

'Oh my god, I have got to stop doing that. Okay, Momo is extremely intelligent and her quirk is very useful. If I wanted to capture her, I would have to be fast, and focused.'

He climbed into the vents from the room across her and crawled to where he presumed would be directly on top of her. He opened the vent and grabbed his capture tape. He leaped down and tied his second victim. He clutched his chest in agony because when he landed a sharp pain occurred in his chest. Momo seemed to have noticed as she made a whiteboard and wrote 'Are you okay?' She must have been keeping quiet so her teammates wouldn't hear them. He nodded, and whispered,
"Just a stitch."

"Okay, if you say so." She replied almost silently.

"Creati, was that you talking?" Shoji asked over that walkie-talkie.

'How did he hear? They were closer to Jirou so if anyone had heard them, it should have been her. Unless he scouted the floors very quickly.

'Shoot!' he panicked.

Momo looked up at him curiously, to see what he would do.

There was nothing else he could do. He grabbed Momo's Walkie-talkie from her, since she was captured she couldn't do anything but stare wide-eyed at him, was he going to reveal himself?

In his best 'Momo' voice he replied "Sorry, I was just talking to myself. Have you found him yet?"

Momo looked astounded.

Shoji broke the silence by replying "No, but I'm on the fifth floor, which seems to be clear."

"Alright, keep an eye out for him, or in your case eyes."

"Okay, bye."

Midoriya returned to the vent, whilst Momo was shocked and questioning everything about her previous interaction with Aoyama, but he said his code. He couldn't have been caught. Could he?

Midoriya waited in the vents. Shoji would be coming soon, he should just wait for him, he slowed his breathing until it was practically silent.

"CREATI!" Midoriya heard Shoji call out before walking towards her 'dead body' and realising she did not have her radio, so he grabbed his walkie-talkie.

Midoriya would be caught if Shoji contacts Momo since he has the walkie-talkie, he has to do it now.

Deku jumped onto Shoji and wrapped the tape around his neck.

Three down, one to go.

Shoji nodded and accepted his defeat and sat next to Momo silently, waiting for the match to end.

"Five minutes left."

If he wanted to get Jirou, he would have to get her now. He guessed by now she would be at least one or two floors above him. He decided he would tell her 'Momo's' coming up. So he grabbed the walkie-talkie and said in a voice that was not 'his' own.

"Earphone Jack I am coming up, The bottom floors are clear so I believe he would be on the floor above me."

"Alright, I have not seen him so we can try to corner him."

"Okay, meet me at the elevator on the eighth floor."

Everything goes according to his non-existent plan. He went to the stairway so he could surprise Jirou at the elevator.

There she was.

"Momo?" Jirou called out.

"Yes Jirou," Deku replied, his voice seemingly high.

"Are you at the stairway? I hear movement."

"Yes, I figured Midoriya could be hiding in the staircase, but he was not, either way, I'm coming now.

"K,"

Midoriya sprinted towards Jirou, not caring about his volume anymore, and tied her up before she could react.

"The hider has won, match over."

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*Knock knock*

"Midoriya?"

Who could be knocking at his door? They had all just returned from school and into the dormitories. Iida had a distinctive knock. It couldn't have been him. He was unpacking his bags. Usually, Uraraka, Todoroki, and Tsuyu would be either sleeping, eating, or doing homework at this time.

Who else would want to talk to him?

"Midoriya?"

He immediately recognised the voice.

"Yaomomo?"

"Oh, you're here. I was starting to think you weren't here," she replied, startled.

"Um, sorry, I was changing,"

"It's alright. Anyways, I'm here to ask you something. It's about today's training exercise."

"What about it?" He scoured his memory for any events that took place. Well, he did take them all down and was the only one who succeeded as a hider. It was just sheer luck, obviously.

Oh.

"Can I come in?"

"Huh? Oh, of course. You can sit on my bed."

She walked inside, inspecting his room before sitting modestly on the timid 'boy's' bed.

"Your room has less Allmight merchandise than I remembered."

"Ah yes, I just ... felt a bit awkward, with hundreds of Allmight figurines and posters watching me sleep. They are all in a box at the back of my cupboard." He answered while rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

"I just wanted to ask you, how did you impersonate me so well, considering you are of the opposite gender, and it was very accurate if I do say so myself?"

"It was a support item, similar to Shinsou's." he lied, hoping she wouldn't ask any more questions.

"Is it a part of your hero costume?" she questioned.

"Yes. It would be useful since, during hero work, people might be able to recognise my voice."

"Is that so?"

"Y-yeah,"

"I made a device recently. It is designed to recognise any other support items and inform me of them but it wouldn't work for common devices like headphones, hearing aids, and things like that. However, I should probably make it be able to. Carrying on from earlier, my device is, or should I say, was, 100% accurate according to you. I've tested it on multiple of Hatsume's, 'babies.' Even the one she designed for Shinsou, each time my device succeeded without fail. It's programmed to tell me the function and use of the device."

'Oh no she's going to find out' was the only thought passing through his head.

"It is a part of my hero costume, in case I ever come across someone with support items in combat."

"That's very useful in the hero field. How did you make it and how does it work?" Midoriya interrupted, hoping to break her train of thought. He knew where she was going with this.

"I'll answer questions later since I have one for you," Midoriya internally groaned, "How comes it didn't detect yours?"

"When we went I-island, Melissa showed me a new cloaking technology." he sputtered out.

"Really? Oh, then can I see it?"

"I don't have it with me."

"Is it because it doesn't exist?"

"What?"

"I asked Hatsume after class, as she has a list of everyones' support items. A voice changer, however, was not listed. How did you do it?"

"If I tell you, could you please not tell anyone else?"

"Of course."

"I have always been good at ... impersonating people, no matter the pitch. Since I have always had a wide vocal range. But I prefer keeping it as
a . . . hidden talent. So please don't tell anyone. It's just a harmless hobby."

"I won't and had no intention of doing so, but I have another question."

"Sure, hit me,"

"Can you sing?"

He choked.

"No. Of course not, what makes you think that?"

"It's just, you have such a wide range, it would be perfect for singing. Oh my, I have become like Jirou. I'm sorry Midoriya, if I made you uncomfortable,"

"It's fine, I can't sing to save my life. I sound like a banshee. Well, I guess I have answered all your questions then." He said, although he definitely had the ability to sing, however, he strongly believed he couldn't.

Yaoyorozu laughed at his remark before her face morphed into a concerned look.

"Actually, I have another question."

Midoriya hummed in response.

"During the training exercise, you seemed as if you were in pain. Are you feeling better? It didn't look like just a stitch."

"Yeah..." he droned on.

"Well..." she said, searching for a more detailed answer

He had to quickly think of a suitable response.

"Oh, it was definitely just a stitch. It was the way I landed that made it feel worse."

"Are you sure?" she raised an eyebrow, which gave her a rather stern look

"Yea-"

They were interrupted by a familiar knock.

"Come in," Midoriya called.

Iida entered.

"Momo, I did not realise you were here. I have sent Jirou to get you from your dorm. I should apologise for making her waste her time. Either way, Bakugou has made dinner, and I thought I should inform everyone to come and eat."

"Thanks Iida. I'm sure Jirou won't mind. I will be down in a second," Momo replied.

"You guys go ahead. I'm not hungry. Also I am behind on assignments." He lied.

"Well, if that is the case, I will tell Bakugou to leave some extra food for you," Iida said.

"It's alright Iida, you don't have to do that," Midoriya said as if urging Iida not to tell Bakugou that he wasn't hungry.

"Um, Iida, should we go now?" Momo added.

"Yes."

*In the common room*

The room was filled with laughter as Kaminari slipped and fell bringing Sero, Kirishima, and Mina down with him. Through the chaos, Iida approached Bakugou while Momo went to sit with Jirou.

"Bakugou, Midoriya has informed me that he will not be able to attend the class dinner."

"The fuck you mean?"

"Language. As I said before, Midoriya will not be attending dinner."

"IS HE AN IDIOT?"

"Bakugou, please refrain from calling your classmates idiots."

"I'LL DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT, AND I AM GOING TO MAKE THAT SHITTY NERD COME, OR I WILL DRAG HIS ASS HERE. IF I MAKE DINNER, HE WILL AS SURE AS HELL EAT IT!"

He then stormed off to Midoriya's dorm. He then tried opening the door. It was locked.

"DEKU IF YOU DON'T OPEN THE DOOR I WILL BLAST IT OPEN!"

"Kacchan please don't! I am coming,"

Bakugou then heard the cluttering of objects, then a drawer being slammed. Soon after he heard the door unlock.

Behind the door, he saw Deku, who was wearing a horrible t-shirt that had t-shirt written on it, and trousers that were rolled up and still too big for him. He held back a snort before asking him a question.

"What were you doing in there?"

"Homework?"

"Quit lying, what were you doing shitnerd?"

"I told you, homework!"

"You don't think I believe that stupid shit, do you now?"

"I do think you should! Because it is true!"

"Hey, shut up. Where is all your AllMight merch?"

"It's on the wall."

"Not those you dumbass, the rest of them?"

"Oh, it's in my cupboard," He squeaked.

It was in fact, not in his cupboard. He had sold them, he was tired of leeching off other peoples' money.

"Let me see it then," He replied, almost as if he could see through his lies.

"F-fine,"

"Whats got you stuttering?"

He led him to an allmight-free cupboard.

"I threw them away." he deadpanned.

"Liar, you respect him too much. Where. Are. They?"

"It's none of your business anyway. Why do you care? Also why did you come up here in the first place?"

"Come eat," he said quietly.

"What was that?" he replied, almost as if he were teasing him.

"COME EAT! ARE YOU DEAF?"

"Well, technically speaking I am, partially,"

"HUH, WHAT WAS THAT?"

"Nothing, why?" he said too quickly, regretting his last statement.

"YOU SAID YOU WERE DEAF. WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU?!"

"Chill!"

"DON'T TELL ME TO CHI-"

"It was a joke since you're always loud. But I'll have it noted,"

"HUH, WHAT DO YOU MEAN?"

"Kacch-an can't take jokes," Izuku added, emphasizing each syllable.

"ARE YOU GOING TO EAT OR NOT!?"

"For the last time no. I need to finish Ectoplasm's assignment he gave us,"

"Bullshit, come down and eat, so you have enough energy to stay conscious while I beat your ass in training later. Now come down and eat. I used Auntie Inko's recipe..." he added the last bit quietly. "And you will tell me what's going on."

"Kacchan, I already told you. I am not hungry okay? I'll be fine at training, don't worry."

"WHO SAID I WAS WORRIED ABOUT YOU?"

"No one, sorry I said it like that," Bakugou slightly frowned, "Anyways I'm staying here."

"Not if I can help it." He said before grabbing Deku's waist and launching him over his shoulder before slamming the door and heading towards the common room. When they were close, but not seen, Bakugou dropped Midoriya onto the ground, receiving an 'ow Kacchan' in response.

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*THUD*

"What was that?" Mina called out.

"I don't know man. Should we go check it out?" Kirishima replied.

"No need. I presume someone must have dropped something. However, due to safety measures, I will inspect where that noise came from." Iida announced.

Class 1A continued talking about the assignment.

"Did you guys see how Midoriya effortlessly pulled the vent cover off?" Jirou paused, "I didn't even hear him use his quirk or realise the vent screws came undone. I just assumed it was Yaomomo, so when I saw the playback footage, I was shocked as hell."

"I KNOW RIGHT? He was so cool!" Kaminari added

"I've never seen him so fired up. I wish we could have heard the match though. He answered the radio for Momo when Shoji called, didn't he? How did he not get caught? What did he do?" Sero questioned.

"Midoriya answered the walkie-talkie? There is no way. I heard Momo" Shoji replied, confused.

"Our match was a disaster," Todoroki deadpanned, also changing the subject.

He was startled by Uraraka and Tsuyu and encased them in a block of ice, therefore leading Tsu into hibernation. Since the match was a failure, Aizawa is letting their group take a written test for extra credit, and in hopes to save their grades, they all accepted. Also, one thing their teacher did not mention was, losing didn't mean failing, you were judged on your strategies, cooperation, and skills.

"At least he gave us a second chance," Uraraka said in hopes to cheer her team up.

Then the class erupted into chatter, everyone talking with their own friends while waiting for the three boys.

"We have arrived. Bakugou will shortly be serving the food. So everyone, please take your seats at the dining table." Iida exclaimed, interrupting the class.

"HAAHH! WHAT AM I? YOUR SLAVE?" responded the explosive teen.

"Kacchan, it's because you don't trust anyone, and you'd kill them if anything happened to the food!" Midoriya added on.

"Midoriya! You were amazing during the exercise. How did you do it?" Hagakure asked eagerly.

He flushed a bright red due to embarrassment while replying a shy "I don't know. Luck?"

"Luck my ass. Anyways sit your asses down extras or you ain't getting any food," Bakugou mentioned.

Abruptly, the class was all seated. Then Bakugou began serving everyone while mumbling curses under his breath. He hadn't served himself or Deku yet. He put the large pan away and brought a smaller one, it was enough for 2 people. He then began splitting it between Izuku and him.

"Midobabe," Mina called out in shock.

The whole class turned their heads toward the two.

"Hmm," he hummed in response.

"That's Bakubabe's spicy recipe," she added.

"Yeah?" he responded, wondering what she meant by that.

The class was now exchanging looks, did he really not know what she meant?

"I don't think you'd want to eat that if you don't want a tsunami coming out of your cute ass."

"MY WHAT!" he shouted.

"MINA, THE PROFANITY!" Iida gasped.

"IT'S JUST REALLY SPICY, THAT'S ALL." she spurted out before shoving a mouthful of food into her mouth.

"I know, that's how my mum makes it," he said, trying to forget her earlier comment.

"He can handle this shit, unlike you wimps," Kacchan explained.

Then they all continued eating in silence.

"Midoriya, if it helps, I agree with Mina," Todoroki said, breaking the silence.

"Huh?"

"You know. With the fact you have a cute ass." He replied smugly

"WHAT!" Izuku was a vibrant red from ear to ear.

The class burst into laughter as Todoroki looked around confused and said "Did I say something wrong?"

By this point, Iida had fainted, Midoriya was in shock, Kaminari short-circuited, and the rest were pissing themselves in laughter. Well, aside from Koda.

When the class was finished eating, Bakugou went to his dorm claiming he had done enough, Midoriya and Todoroki were doing the dishes, Sato had taken Iida to recovery girl, and the rest returned to the common room, preparing for a game night.

"Shoot!" Midoriya whispered, loud enough for only Todoroki to hear.

"What happened Midoriya?" He questioned before looking at the shorter boy then realising. "You can go back, I'll take care of the rest"

Midoriya had spilt water all over him and was soaking wet.

"Thanks Todoroki, I'll make it up to you later," Midoriya replied while heading towards his dorm.

"No need, consider it an apology for my comment earlier."

"What did you say? Well, I got to go now bye!" he spewed out before heading towards the stairs.

When he reached his room, he went to the bathroom. His clothes were soiled and so was his binder. What should he do now? He looked at the mirror, he looked at the scars, the burns, the painful reminders of his past.

'Nope. No time for depressive thoughts. I need to get ready for game night. If I don't go, that would seem weird.'

He rummaged through his closet before finding a plain grey hoodie, which would hide his chest if he binded with bandages and a sports bra, and long shorts, which would be enough to cover his self-inflicted scars. No one knew about them. And he intended to keep it that way. He only did it when he needed to relieve stress (which was quite often). But if one day he went too far, which he hadn't done for a while, he has a suturing kit. He changed his clothes and was exiting his room. He was met with the sight of an angry Bakugou.

"What are you hiding nerd?" He said, getting straight to the point.

"Nothing, why?" he replied, a bit too quick and defensive.

"Don't say shit, you were acting weird earlier, you have thrown some of your All Might merch away, what's really going on?"

"Nothing,"

"Well then if you say so, then you wouldn't mind me coming in,"

"Alright then, come on in," He gestured, agitated.

Bakugo walked in, closing the door behind him. He looked around the room, then at Midoriya.

"Why are you wearing a hoodie?"

"Because I'm cold,"

"Then why are you wearing shorts?"

"Because I want to,"

"Bullshit, take off your hoodie."

"No, why should I?"

"You got surgery, it's fine."

"I'd still rather not."

"If you don't I'll call Auntie."

"Ugh fine, what if I just change?"

"Nope, your hiding something, take it off. Now."

"Okay.."

He took off his shirt to reveal his chest which was bandaged, and the scars, which were across his body.

"What..."

"I'm sorry..."

"YOU SAID YOU GOT SURGERY!"

"SHH, I know I did, but I didn't want to!" Deku whisper-shouted.

"Why not?" He replied.

"I couldn't afford it.." he said.

"I could have helped you, idiot. Why didn't you tell me!" he shouted.

"It's because I didn't want to! OK? I like being the way I am but sometimes I feel different,"

"What do you mean?!"

"I DON'T MIND BEING A GIRL, but sometimes... I just, I just wanna be like this."