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❝Did you know? Haku-Joudai follow their assigned apparitions everywhere...❞

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"And you..." Though the man's voice sounded a little gruff, the green haired boy in the room looked somewhat thankful for it.

"Evening, Eraserhead." Deku smiled, getting his feet back on the floor with hands locked behind his back, the will-o-wisps fluttering around his small frame.

Aizawa took another deep breath, seemingly not prepared to deal with the situation he was now in - even though he managed to keep a professionally calm attitude. Because in all honesty, he never thought he would ever see this ghost boy again - especially here in UA. It felt like a dream he'd gladly wake up from.

"So..." Aizawa finally spoke up, "You're back?"

"As promised." Deku preferred to keep his reply short and simple.

"Where... Where were you...? All these years?" Aizawa asked, avoiding eye contact with the boy. That action might be the result of the unexpected meeting with the boy or the Mokke trying to break the window for a great escape after heisting all of UA's candy.

"Far shore. Had some... Things to deal with." Deku replied with his casual tone and expression, trying his best to either push down his bottled up emotions or the urge to stop the Mokke from their great escape. "How have you been?"

Aizawa sighed but the green head swore he saw the raven haired man's lips twitching to form a smile, "Same as ever. Students making trouble during class. Mic and Midnight making trouble in the staff room. All Might making trouble by attracting the media... Don't you go start making trouble for me too."

"Can't promise that." Deku chuckled.

Aizawa crossed his arms on his chest, "You always say that."

"Never a lie." Deku replied.

"Still..." Aizawa took a few steps closer to the boy - what was the probability that somebody; Mic didn't put something weird in his afternoon coffee and this green head was nothing more than just a hallucination? Aizawa wanted it to be very likely true.

The raven haired man kept his stoic expression as he stopped at a little distance from the boy. He had wanted to try patting the boy on the shoulder to see if he could touch him, if somehow he could confirm this boy wasn't an hallucination - but then again; Deku-san was a ghost that was able to pass through any solid object he wanted to. And Aizawa's hand was no exception.

And as if he read his mind, Deku said, "It's alright, Eraserhead. I'm here. I really am."

"... How so? The dead don't just return from the far shore." Aizawa retorted.

Deku shrugged, "Well... You gotta do what the rumor tells you too~! Students here are saying Deku-san is protecting their school so who am I to let them down?"

Aizawa grunted, "Doesn't that worry you?"

There was a pause. A pause that seemed to have tightened the atmosphere a lot. Deku looked aside, sighing, and replied with a calm yet serious tone, "It's best if you don't think too much into it."

"It's not. Someone started your rumor again and that's not something to just push asi-!"

"I said; don't think too much into it, Eraserhead." Deku replied, the tone of his voice darkening and his expression turning to an frighteningly calm one.

Aizawa only sighed before he waved his hand, "Alright. Alright."

There wasn't another exchange of words before the raven haired man headed towards the door, leaving the ghost as he was.

One last time for the day, Aizawa stopped in his tracks to say, "... But don't get into trouble,"

"Will try." Deku chirped.

The teacher walked out after that, not turning back at the boy as he mumbled to himself, "Problem Child..."

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It has been about a week since Uraraka's first encounter with the green haired ghost,

When she returned back to the dorms, she was bombarded with questions from her classmates as expected. Iida scolded her for getting into all this mess just because Ashido asked her too. Ashido, on the other hand, really wanted to know every single detail on what happened and why was the brunette so late.

Thinking of it as revenge for leaving her alone with a ghost; Uraraka lied to them. Telling them Deku-san wasn't real and nothing happened when she tried to summon him. There was just an old store room which hasn't been used for a long time.

As to dodge the question of what took her so long, Uraraka quite hesitantly said that she was helping clean the mess in the support lab - which was a risky lie that could blow her cover ever so easily but thankfully her friends were dumb enough not to notice anything out of the ordinary.

At least she thought some of them were...

Anyhow here she was now.

Searching deeper into Deku-san's rumor and the hidden nine mysteries in the library, after school with the excuse to 'completing her English essay'.

"Hngh... There's nothing in here..." Uraraka groaned, putting down the book on urban legends she was previously reading. The desk she was sitting on could be seen to be piled up by many other books on the same subject.

Stretching her arms, the tired brunette turned to the clock hanging on the wall to check the time. Noticing that it was probably getting late enough to rise suspicions once again, Uraraka quickly got up, her bag hanging on her shoulder as she swiftly got the hold of a few books she hadn't read yet before stumbling to get out of the library.

The plan was to get back to the dorms and to head back to her room as fast as possible so she could actually work on her English essay. The plan didn't say she had to bump into someone, dropping all the books she was holding. Nothing ever goes according to plan!!

Not paying any attention to the person she bumped into, the brunette rubbed her forehead a little before she began collecting her things.

"Hah? School myths? The fuck kinda essay were you writing?"

Maybe Uraraka should've paid attention to the person she bumped into. Turning her head around to the source of voice, she was met by her ash blonde classmate holding one of the books she planned to read later.

On one hand, she wasn't really surprised. I mean who else talked like that. On the other hand, she was actually a bit surprised to see Bakugou in the school library so late. He usually didn't need any help from the library when it came to homework assignments, then why was he there?

"Wh-Wha- What are you doing here?" Uraraka asked as she stood up, holding the books a bit protectively.

"This is the school's library. I don't need your fucking permission to be here, Round Face." Bakugou retorted.

"Y-Yeah... S-Sorry..." Uraraka stammered.

Bakugou rolled his eyes, tossing the book to the brunette, "Tsk. Whatever, I was just looking for a quiet place to do the essay unlike someone. There's a full blown war going on in the dorms so if you end up with neon pink hair don't say I didn't fucking warn you."

"O-Oh, thanks for the heads up!" Uraraka didn't want neon pink hair so she decided to stop by Hatsume for a shield of some sort on her way back to the dorms.

With that set in mind, the brunette began to walk pass Bakugou.

And just she was about to leave the library,

"Why did you lie?" Bakugou blurted out, not looking at her.

Upon hearing those words, Uraraka slowly turned back, "What.... Lie?"

"I'm talking about Deku dammit!" He exclaimed.

Color her surprised, she didn't expect that. In all the fuzz she had in her head for the past, the thought of Bakugou of all people knowing about Deku-san never crossed her mind.

"You... You know about Deku-san? How? Why?" The brunette asked, unsure of where they were heading. Unsure of why she was asking that. Unsure of why him of all people. Unsure of what Bakugou had to do with her little lie.

"Of fucking course I do. And you do too. You summoned him, saw him, talked to him and lied to everyone so easily!" The ash blonde turned to her.

"Why does that bother you?!" Uraraka exclaimed in question.

Bakugou replied, "It doesn't fucking bother me!"

"Then where are you going with this?!"

Bakugou sighed, calming his features before replying after a slight pause, "You're... You're looking for the mysteries, aren't you."

"It's... It's just out of curiosity." Uraraka replied, not thinking too much into the boy's statement.

"No, it's because you felt a fucking bond with that moron too..."

"What...?" Uraraka asked.

Uraraka was confused. That day with the green head she sure did feel a connection. But what kind of connection? What kind of bond? A forgotten one? Or one that was never forged? She wasn't sure.

But then there was her homeroom teacher. He didn't ask what she was doing there so late. That has never happened before. That wasn't like Aizawa to just let it pass without knowing anything. He didn't ask anything the next day either. Or the next day... Nothing at all. Did he know as well?

And then Bakugou...

As much as she was glad there was someone who felt the same way about the ghost, Uraraka wasn't really sure what was happening... What already happened... What was going to happen... And given his emotions towards the topic, it seemed as if Bakugou had known Deku-san for some time... A long time maybe? She had no idea.

She had no idea.

Just what was this mess?

How much already happened before she got to know about Deku-san?

What exactly were these nine mysteries hiding?

What were these strange bonds they felt?