Shie Hassaikai's residence,
Morning...

Midoriya's POV

I looked around the living area in complete perplexity. Eri, Dad and Grandpa were enjoying the sweets I bought while I was still waiting for Kai and Hari. It had been 15 minutes but they haven't showed up.

I wonder why.

Maybe I should go looking for them.

"Grandpa, I want to go look for Hari and Kai. See you guys later!" Without hearing his response, I stormed out of the area and began to travel around the residenice, searching for my two childhood friends.

Where did they go?

I walked past an office that I assumed belonged to one of the higher-ups of the group. The door was slightly opened but I was not interested to take a look.

Before I heard the familiar  monotonous husky voice.

I stopped on my track, staring at the door silently. I was wondering if I should peek inside or not. That really sounded like Kai's voice, that I hadn't heard for a long time.

Well. I just want to make sure, that's all. If it is really him inside, then it makes my work easier.

Peeking through the slightly open door, I noticed a brown-haired man and another man wearing raincoat. The clothe mask that usually covered his face, the piercing golden yellow eyes. It was not a mistake. That was Kai. And Hari was here too.

What are they talking about? Sound important and serious...

I was about to speak up but called of my intention when Kai suddenly mentioned my name. His next sentence stabbed my heart with wretchedness. Not to mention, even Hari... Had the same thoughts as him.

"What the hell is Izuku doing here?" Kai asked Hari harshly.

"Well... She was here to visit Pops and us."

"Us...? That sounds ridiculous. Why would a hero want to visit us?"

"About that—"

"I don't want to meet her. And I will never. That scoundrel isn't worthy of my precious time."

"...You are still angry at her... About that, huh? I can see the reason. The truth is, I feel a little uncomfortable with her around. It just feels strange to see her again."

"See? This is why I don't welcome her in this group. She betrayed our trust... And became one of those sick heroes who push us on the edge and end our era. Someone like her should even not set her foot in our territory."

"But if we don't meet her, Pops will realize something is wrong."

"That is none of my business. Personally, I don't mind if he ever finds out that we don't like having Izuku here."

"Oh..."

I looked down to the floor quietly. My palm was ball into shaking fist. My tears almost burst out but I tried my hardest to hold them back.

Kai still hates me... Till now.
I can't blame him. He is anti-hero after all.

I realized...I knew that fact. I acknowledged his hatred toward heroes.

Yet... I chose to become what he hated the most.

Ever since I was kid, my family and I lived in the Yakuza residence with my grandfather, since both Mom and Dad had works. So Grandpa was the one who looked after me most of the time.

I met Hari when we were only five years old, because his family was very closed to mine. He started permanently living with us when we reached the age seven, after his parents were killed in a car crash.

Kai came into our lives when we were nine years old. The three of us... Had a good time. We were best friends. We were like... Three inseparable siblings. Yeah, I viewed them as my older brothers.

But everything changed when we were 14.

The truth is, I had such a weak and frail body since I was baby till I was a teenager.

One day, I had a very high fever that I was rushed to the hospital for treatment. The doctor said it wasn't a common fever. It was something else but they couldn't figure out the cause of my unusual sickness.

I suffered the fever for almost a month. I could barely see or hear people around me. And in the span of one month, I could only lay in the bed, relying on the nurses, doctor and my family to help me.

Back then, I thought it was the end of my life. Perhaps I would die soon enough. It was to be expected. With such a frail body that was vulnerable to sickness all the time, I couldn't live long. It was written in the book of my life.

I knew that. And although I realized it, I was saddened...and scared of death.

So I decided to fight the sickness. I wanted to change my fate and future.

Soon, miracle happened.

I no longer felt sick or weak after I  recovered from the fever. I could run and jump around like a normal person. Something that I had never done when I was young without pushing myself.

It was truly a miracle. And this was the birth of my hero name.

"Kiseki". Meaning "miracle".

After that, I decided to help people overcoming their pain and grief too. I wanted to help them and give them hope, so they won't feel left out from society, like I used to feel when I was only a child.

So I made up my mind. I wanted to become a hero and a doctor.

This was where everything went wrong.

Kai strongly opposed my decision to become a hero. He thought I betrayed him by becoming one of the people he despised from the bottom of his heart.

Even though I never agreed with his ideal, actually. So I did nothing wrong.

In secret, I admired heroes. I admired them from far, without telling anyone. Especially my two best friends. Because I didn't want them to leave me.

When Kai knew my decision, we had a huge fight about it. In the end, we had a great disagreement and thus, we became very distant from each other.

I asked my parents to move out of the Yakuza residence because I couldn't stand Kai's presence anymore.of course, I didn't tell them the true reason.

Behind Grandpa's back, he was stressing me out with his venomous words. He did everything to hurt my feelings, to bring me down. To stop me from being a hero.

Only God knew how pressured and sad I was at that time.

Once I reached 15, my family and I moved out and started living in Musatafu. I became more cheerful and slowly returned to my old self. Even though I couldn't meet my two best friends-- which practically were strangers to me now -- I still had fun. I spent majority of my time with Kacchan.

I didn't realize tears began to stream down my face when I recalled my past. I sobbed as I wiped away the warm tears. I turned my heel and walked away from the office.

Looks like I wasn't welcomed here...

I should have not showed myself. I better leave now before something bad happens.

And I won't ever come back, if that will make them happy.