Trees sway against the wind, as two children sat atop of a hill, looking down on the city below them. Katsuki haven't felt this way for so many years, silence accompanied by a humming tune of someone close to him. His hand grazes upon dancing grass, smooth, silky and grounding.

He feels someone holding his hand, soft yet firm, drawing his attention to his left. There he saw Izuku, who stares in front of him. Eyes serene and blurred, his mouth thinned into a tight line as his hair gently move to and fro.

There was something wrong about it, but he couldn't point it out, he was too clueless, too young to understand. He could all do nothing but grip his hand in return to comfort him, to anchor both of them.

His mouth opens and muted words came out, unheard and forgotten by those who hear it. Katsuki claws at his throat, trying desperately to release all of his thoughts, all of the things he wants to say before he disappears.

Nothing came out.

He stares, eyes wide as his companion never moved, never spoke. Sitting still like marble statue, eyes glazed and unfeeling. No it can't be! Listen to me!

'DON'T IGNORE ME!'

Finally the boy moves, his head slowly facing him. Finally he heard! Katsuki silently cries in victory.

But it was all for naught, carefully his eyes clear to see only darkness, an empty abyss. The thin line of his mouth widen into a smile, blood pouring out. Terror grips his heart as the boy finally speaks back.

"Kacchan~"

"Kacchan!~"

"Hi Kacchan"

"Izu-kun!", Katsuki yells out, hands reaching out grasping at nothing but thin air. His breath rapidly heaving. Calm down, calm down you need to control your breathing.

Slowly but surely he reigns in his panic and noticed that he wasn't in his bed. Draped in white sheets and covered by ivory curtains, he realizes he's in the nurse's office, sterile antiseptic invading his nose.

With his head muted and stuffed, he tries to remember what happened.

Memories flashback where he was effortlessly reigned unconscious to the ground. Dammit, how can I save Izu-kun if I can't even beat a twelve-year old? His hands clenched into fists, anger seeping through his mind again. Damn that sicko!

The curtains suddenly parts away, taking all of Katsuki's attention, making him wince in pain as he remembers the bruises. There stood an old lady nurse, a worried frown sketched upon her lips. She wields a giant syringe almost as big as her, eyes squinting from old age, drifting to focus on him, studying his injuries. Known as the UA's saving grace, Recovery girl.

"Hello there sweetie" her voice tired yet gentle, soothing his nerves from the shame that binds his heart. Katsuki tries to speak up but his throat was dry and his voice was gruff.

"H-Hi.." was the only thing that came out before he started coughing. The old heroin was kind enough to pat his back as she gives him water. Gulp by gulp his throat soothe, releasing a sigh after, "thank you".

"No worries child, you took quite a beating there" he winces at the memory. Recovery girl though, only shakes her head "you can go home after a few standard check ups okay?", He nods and everything went into blur.
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It was the next day, lunch was coming up as students gather to the cafeteria. Each on their own line or groups as they chatted up a storm.

Bakugou in particular was seated alone, like he had been since the past 10 years. "Hey bro can I sit here with you?" He looks up and sees the shitty haired boy who smiles at him..

Spikey..

"No", he then resumes to eat his lunch. "Thanks bro I knew I could count on you" the shitty red hair moves to sit in front of him. "Hey! I said no! Who do you think you are, ha?!" This made the red haired boy proceed to clench his fists and somehow have a solemn face.

"So manly!" A tear dropped down from his face. Katsuki, didn't know what to do, so he just ignores him and eats silently "hey remember when Aizawa-sensei's favorite student beat your butt?" So he's a fucking ass huh?!

"I don't Fucking care if-" he was cut out by another one yelling, obnoxiously loud. Why was everyone cutting him out?! He looks to the source of all those yelling, it was present mic.

"Hello there listener! Do you need help with that?" In front of him was Misuto carrying a box full of books and equipment he can't identify. He smiles gently as he faces present mic, "It's no problem mic-oji-san! Besides I think the gate entrance that is being blocked by the reporters poses more inconvenience than what im currently handling".

Present mic still looks a little disappointed but, regains his usual spunk "Well then, since I'm going there as well to help Aizawa handle the press, let us go together!" Misuto nods in agreement and they both headed towards the entrance, if not for the sirens that blares out "SECURITY WALLS HAVE BEEN BREACHED! THIS IS A LEVEL THREE THREAT, ALL STUDENTS PLEASE FILE UP AND GO BACK TO YOUR RESPECTIVE ROOMS! YOUR TEACHERS WILL JOIN YOU SHORTLY!" The whole cafeteria bursts in chaos, screams of panic stretched and fly through the entirety of the building. Students push and trample each other in alarm. Trying to race down the halls just to get to safety as fast as possible, but to their dismay the endless pile of pupils clogged up the enormous doors of the cafeteria, blocking everyone from exiting.

Misuto, as patient and calm as he proclaims himself to be, can't help but to pinch the bridge of his nose in irritation. As students of the prestigious school, and high regarded as they were, they are undeniably stupid beyond his comprehension. Mic was swept by the mob and trapped by the bodies of students, unable to escape. While he on the other hand stayed where he stood unmoving and sturdy, not effected by the swarm of panicking teenagers.

He sighs and took a deep breath, he lifts his foot up and with one stomp the whole room shook and quake, tumbling down all the freaked out students. "Have some dignity, you are students of UA and you show this pathetic reaction to a threat?! You are all in this school for a reason, act like it!" He walks out the entrance, his footsteps echoes the now silent halls of UA.
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The press swooped in like vultures as the walls protecting UA came crumbling down, they barge into the schools property not caring if they were trespassing. In front of them was a man in dark clothes, a long scarf floating around his neck, his eyes shine with fearsome red as his hair swayed and flowed in the air threateningly. The reporters falters in surprise before marching on with selfish purpose "we want to see All might!! It is the right of the public to know!"

Before Aizawa even got his mouth to open, a chilling voice broke through the determination of the vultures "No it isn't, you all are trespassing private property and harassing minors, which is frowned upon the government" a haunting figure slowly walks towards them, his eyes dull and glowed with toxic viridian, his silky hair dance against the wind as he holds a box in his hands.

"And since I'd rather not deal with public repercussions and sueing all of you one by one, I'll be kindly asking for you folks to step out" it wasn't a suggestion nor a plea as crimson smoke rises out of nowhere and pushed all of them out beyond the walls. The mists that blinded them soon disappeared and what was once a huge crumpled hole was gone in a matter of seconds, and before them was the barrier that prevents them from entering looking untouched and unscathed.

It was terrifying.

"Good thing you arrived just in time, problem child" Aizawa breathe a sigh of relief. His quirk turning off as he closes his eyes. "It wasn't a problem, I was heading out anyway" Misuto nods as he continues his journey.

"To your brother's agency?" He hums in confirmation.

"To Izuku's hospital"
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I'm starting to get the hang of this! Okay! Of to the question of the chapter!!

What do you think is Izuku's occupation?

I'm loving how the comments are coming!! Sad that it isn't many but, at least I have some from all you wonderful people!

I like to think that the art I drew on chapter 3 was enough clue for how the story goes from here on out!

Oh and if you're wondering what Misuto looks like here he is

It took me some time to make it but I'm happy of how it turned out!!

Bye!!!