1st P.O.V (Midoriya Izuku)

As I was getting ready for bed, I saw the picture on my mirror.

Two children were standing next to each other. One was a short green-haired boy. Freckles eye-catching on his slightly pale skin. Bruises barely hiding under a short sleeve and shorts. His smile was wide and bright. Next to him, a slightly taller girl. White hair with black tips, like they were dipped in ink but pulled immediately out. Blue-green eyes. A smile small but happy. Under the picture is a piece of paper, with a note written in a slightly messy handwriting.

The last day I saw Adachi Toshiko, before she disappeared.

Where are you? I thought. I left the bathroom and walked down the hall to Himikos room.

Himiko was hanging off the side of her bed while on her phone.

I knocked on the open door to get her attention.

Good night Himiko

Night Izu!

I smile softly while walking towards Hitoshis room.

Once I was outside his door, I decided to kick his door open.

WHAT THE HELL?

Night Hitoshi I smiled innocently.

He stared at me with the a what the fuck look on his face.

You had to kick my door open?

Down the hall I could hear Himiko laughing. She then yelled DID YOU GET SCARED AGAIN, TOSHI?

Hitoshi looked at me and yelled GO TO SLEEP YOU MOSQUITO

LOVE YA TOO Himiko responded.

At this point I was chuckling and Hitoshi had a small smile on his face.

Whatever, Night Izuku Hitoshi spoke to me.

With that I left his room and entered mine.

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3rd person P.O.V.

On the other side of Musutafu, Detective Tsukauchi Naomasa held up a blurry picture of a hooded figure. Then he looked at the computer screen that had a picture up.

Maybe...you too are the same he thought.

With that he stood up, grabbed a folder, a computer and left his office for the night. Instead of going down his usual route to his house, he took a different train and went down a familiar route.

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15 minutes later

When Aizawa Shota, a.k.a underground pro hero Eraserhead, heard knocking at his door, he got annoyed.

Who the hell is awake at this time he muttered while looking at the clock

02:38 A.M

He walked over to the door and opened it.

What do you want Hizashi? he asked once seeing his blond fri- the blond.

Not mine Aizawa thought, shocked that said thought happened in his mind.

Aww, dont be like that Sho, just making sure my favorite person had some food today, instead of those fruit pouches Yamada Hizashi, a.k.a the Voice Hero: Present Mic, said while holding up what looked to be takeout.

Authors Note: Okay todays chapter is very short for no reason...sorry but yeah...have a good day

(this was awkward for me to write)