"Class, as you may have heard, the dorms are finished being remodeled. This means you get to move back in." Aizawa foretold in a bored tone. "We will be giving you the rest of today and all of tomorrow to move and get settled in."

The class was excited, they couldn't wait to redecorate their rooms. They quickly started to discuss who they would like to be roommates with. (Y/n) was unsure who he wanted to room with. On one hand, he really felt like anyone except Mineta was fine, but then again being with Denki when he blew a fuse might get annoying. Thankfully, Aizawa came to the rescue.

"Oh, and I forgot to say," Aizawa piped up, "Unlike last time you won't have roommates in these dorms."

"AWW!!!" most of the class whined.

"I don't see the problem..." (Y/n) stated. "As long as I'm not next to Mineta everything should be fine."

"Hey!" Mineta shouted.

-•-•-•-

"Okay (Y/n), I can't check on you every day, but I'll weigh you once a week," Aizawa said sternly.

"Okay, Aizawa..." (Y/n) groaned.

"If I weigh you and you've lost more than three pounds I'm stuffing three whole pizzas down your throat," Aizawa grumbled.

"What?! Aizawa..!" (Y/n) whined. "That'll kill me!!!"

"No it won't, now finish packing."

(Y/n) began to pack up his clothes in a brown box while humming quietly. Without noticing he slowly applied his quirk to the melody, causing Aizawa to yell at him from the living room.

"STOP HUMMING! YOU'RE GIVING THE NEIGHBORS AND MYSELF HEADACHES!!!"

-•-•-•-

The teens in Class 1-A had all their stuff in boxes and were moving in. Parents were giving final farewells, and students were deciding who would be neighbors with who. 

"So... who am I being neighbors with?" Mineta asked, being totally left out of the conversation. 

"No one you turd-bucket. You get that isolated room down the hall," Shoji deadpanned, raining on Mineta's parade. 

"Hey Shoji, I know Kōda is quiet, but are you?" Todoroki asked.

"Yeah, I don't keep up a lot of noise," Shoji responded.

"Hey Kirishima, Kaminari, who are you guys going to room next too?" (Y/n) questioned.

"Don't worry man, we got you covered!" Kirishima grinned.

"We called dibs on five rooms are the end of the hall!" Denki was excited, being super ready to choose who was next to who.

"You guys scored!" Sero cheered, him and Bakugou walking over to the three.

"What do you have to say, Bakugou..?" Kirishima teased.

"Nothing you asswipe!" Bakugou shouted.

"It's not that hard, all you have to say is thank you. I mean, you could have ended up next to Deku and Todorki." (Y/n) stated.

Todoroki turned from his conversation with Shoji and gave (Y/n) and unimpressed look. (Y/n) just shrugged and turned back to his friends. What's with him..?

"Hey, Mina, who're you neighboring with?" Kaminari asked.

"I'm between Hagakure and Uraraka!" Mina grinned.

"So... Are we actually going to move in or are we just going to talk in the lobby?" someone across the room asked.

"Go put your stuff away," Aizawa stated, leaving, telling the parents to come with him.

The students began to move their stuff in and get situated. After twenty minutes of deciding who would be where the five boys finally came to a conclusion on who would be where. Meanwhile, the girls were having a much easier time. They had made rough plans, but all of them got along so there was no real problem. 

At the end of the day when everyone had finished moving in, it was decided that the class would go around looking at everyone's rooms. They were doing the boys first, and they were about to look at Izuku's room.

"Guys... We don't have to check it out..!" Izuku reasoned nervously.

"Come on Deku, it's fine!" Mina and Uraraka cheered as they pushed through.

The room screamed, "I love All Might!" The class was laughing and joking with Midoriya about him being a total fanboy.

"...Disgusting..." (Y/n) said under his breath.

"What, (Y/n)?" Tsuyu questioned, genuinely curious.

"I said it was cool. Nice room, Deku." (Y/n) lied straight through his teeth, but no one could tell.

The class soon left the room, much to Izuku's relief. They walked down the hall towards the East end of the hall. They weren't sure who's room was next, but they were excited to see what was coming. So far the rooms were all pretty quirky (no pun intended) and interesting, and they couldn't wait to see the last few.

"Who's room is this?" Yaoyorozu asked.

"Come on in girls... I have stuff to show you~" Mineta peeked through the door, his unlimited creepiness seeming to ooze out of the room with him.

"So... third floor?" Tooru suggested as they turned around towards the stairs. 

Mineta sulked a bit before catching up to the group of students. They headed up the stairs on their way to Shoji's room. Everyone was expecting something a little like Tokoyami's room, though hopefully not as extreme. This caused the class to be a bit disappointed when they saw almost nothing in his room. It was so... bland. There was a bed, a table to do homework, a chair, and that's just about it.

"So you're a minimalist?" Todoroki wondered, watching as Mineta searched Shoji's room for a stash of sorts.

"Not really..." Shoji responded. "I just don't see why people would want a whole bunch of crap in their room."

"Come on... guys like this always have something hidden..." Mineta muttered.

The group left the room and headed next door, only to see the door locked.

"GO AWAY!" Bakugou yelled from inside, sounding tired and grumpy.

"Okay... the next one is my room," (Y/n) states, opening his door and walking in.

The class walked in and they were a bit surprised. (Y/n)'s room wasn't as decked out as Jiiro's, but he still had several different microphones and other sound amplifying items. Mineta decided to pick up one of the devises and speak into it, causing everyone except (Y/n) to cover their ears. 

(Y/n) snatched the tiny microphone and put it back in its place. He glared at Mineta, who quickly smiled sheepishly as he noticed his classmates' ears bleeding.

"Don't touch my mics, these aren't toys. You're lucky you decided to use the weakest one I've got, if you picked up any other one you would've ruptured everyone's guts-- including your own." (Y/n) scolded.

"The hell? What kind of microphones are these?" Jiiro asked, the realization that any use of the other one would've killed her.

"The kind that were specially made to amplify my voice specifically. I can control them, it's just that Mineta doesn't know and turned the strength on all the way." (Y/n) replied blandly.

"Ooh~ Who's this?" Mineta and Kaminari ogled a picture of a beautiful woman who was standing with a handsome, well-built guy and a little boy. 

"Don't look at her like that." (Y/n) glared.

"Ooh~ Is she your sister or something?" Mineta asked.

"No, that's my mom. And she's with my dad and adoptive brother in the picture." (Y/n) looked at the picture sadly. "Maybe they'd still be like that if it weren't for me..." (Y/n) muttered the last part.

"Dude, your mom is hot!" Mineta commented. "Can you introduce us?" Is, huh? Is... more like was...

"No, my mom passed away a long time ago, and I haven't seen my father and brother in years. The government is trying to get in contact with them." (Y/n) shot the two a dirty look, basically daring them to ask or say anything else. "Are we done here, or do you two need to pry more?"

(Y/n) hadn't intended to be rude, but he was tired of the subject. What else was he supposed to say? That his quirk killed his mother, that his trust of the government he's training to work for is almost none because they separated him from the world and put him in quarantine? Maybe he should tell them that he faints and has weird thoughts that he can't figure out, like their being fed to him through a tube? Hell no.

When everyone left the room, he poked his head out and told them that he was tired and was going to turn in for the night. He wasn't really in the mood to see everyone's rooms anymore, not that he was to a huge extent in the first place. 

He closed his door and walked over to his desk, turning on his laptop. Aizawa had given him the picture two days before, telling him who the people were and that the picture was hidden in the far ranges of the internet. After hearing this, (Y/n) went out of his way to try and find his family. He had little to no luck, but today he finally had a lead on one of the people in the picture. The little boy who was no longer very little, Tomura Shigaraki, age twenty-two.

(Y/n) searched up him up a little more until he came across a vague, but useful website. It was like a person profile kind of thing. You search up a name, and it tells you the person's whereabouts and personal information. It was pretty much the perfect website for stalkers and predators. Tomura Shigaraki's page was most blank. All it had was two pictures and a phone number.

([Y/n]'s P.O.V.:)

The first picture was a photo of Tomura. He looked young, but he had scratched on his neck and messy hair. I wonder what happened to him for such a young guy to look so rough? I continued on to the next picture and was very pleased with what I saw. A family photo of a man, woman, boy, and a dog. I don't know who the dog is, but everyone else on my picture is there.

This is definitely him! I found him!- But then again, what do I do now? Should I really call the number? What if the number is a fake? I'm suddenly more nervous than I'd like to be. What if he doesn't pick up, or even worse, what d he doesn't remember me? Wait, that's silly, of course he remembers me... Maybe he won't want to talk to me. Several of my new friends who are only children are happy to be only children and don't want brothers and sisters.

I need to pull myself together. I'm calling him! I'm sure he'll be a nice guy, I mean, why wouldn't he be? I'm confident he'll be happy to hear from me and be relieved that I'm okay! It's the end of the day, so he shouldn't be at work. I'm going to do it, I'm going to get in contact with my family since the lousy government couldn't do it themselves.

I pick up my phone and dial the number. I press call and listen as the phone rings quietly. After a few rings, someone picks up.

"Hello?" a male's voice says.

"Hi... Is this Tomura Shigaraki?" I ask, suddenly being overcome with nervousness.

"Who wants to know?" a different male voice answers.

"I'm (Y/n). I don't have a last name to tell you and I'm Tomura's younger brother, please don't hang up!" I was desperate. I wanted so badly to know them... "Please..."

"Wait, did you say your name is (Y/n)?" the first voice asked, telling someone something in the background.

"Yes... Are you Tomura?" I was getting a little less nervous.

"Oh thank God you're okay..." the first guy, Tomura let out a relieved smile. "Father will be so happy to hear this."

"Father?" (Y/n) wondered aloud.

"Yeah, anyway, where are you?" Tomura asked me, his words hopeful.

"I'm at U.A., why?" 

"I was hoping we could meet up, I'm just super happy to hear from you. Father and I will come to get you..." Tomura trailed off as if asking when was good.

"This weekend on Saturday, if that's okay. Maybe 11:00 A.M.?" 

"Definitely, we'll see you then, okay?" Tomura clarified.

"Yeah!"

"Good." There seemed to be some alternative motive to those last few words... Oh well, I'm sure it's nothing.

(Third Person P.O.V.:)

(Y/n) grinned as he and Tomura talked a bit more. Soon enough it was lights out and they had to hang up, but the two of them were glad they would meet up soon. (Y/n) couldn't wait to meet his family, and his family was overjoyed to have him back as well.

(I'M BACK! After several days of brainstorming and dreaded writers' block, I finally have the first couple chapters of Arc Two down packed! Les get it!!! Anway, thanks for reading and make sure you vote, comment, and add this to your library so you can be notified for an update! NOW SMASH THAT SUBSCRIBLE BUTTON FOR MORE CONTENT! I'm not funny, but if you want to you can follow me and check out my other stuff, if not then okay. But yeah Arc Two has begun, or rather... THIS STORY FINALLY HAS A PLOT! Also, I made this chapter extra long because I was actually excited to write the second arc. The actual chapter is 2156 words, not including this note or the extra content. Anyways, I'm rambling and need to get a move on because school starts tomorrow and all I have is a backpack so... I'm off to Staples! I'll see you people later my dudes, have a nice day!)

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"That seemed a lot easier than I thought it would be," Dabi stated.

"Yeah, you've been stressed about getting him here and now he's just offering to come of his free will!" Toga giggled.

"You two are correct, he has made it much easier on us," Tomura Shigaraki agreed.

"Anyway, what's with this 'Father' business? Is that kid really your brother?" Dabi droned.

"Yes and no, we're not related, I was adopted," Tomura answered, ignoring the first question?

"Answer the first question!" Twice commented, eager to hear this as well.

"That's none of your business you nosey goons, now we need to get back to planning."