迷った .˚*✧₊.⁎*⁺˳✧༚.
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いずくみどりや
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𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝.
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The stars were shining with the starlit  moon in the night. It was a quiet night too quiet many people would say. All that remained of the green haired boy was the pile of blood still laid there dried up on the cold sidewalk cement.

A tired man with long black hair and enchanting red eyes searched the streets looking for a freckled green haired boy.
As the hours had gone by and no sign of the green haired boy had been found.
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A green haired freckled boy woke up in a dimly lit room the smell of old rotting body's still lingered in the air. Mold grew on the corners of the walls, blood still lingered on the cold cement floor.
The boy seemed to gain back his composure and noticed he was sitting on a very old rusty chair. He looked at his hands and noticed they were restrained by metal straps. Izuku was lost in thought as he couldn't bare to move. The room had an eerie vibe as the dull light flickered in the room.

Izuku noticed the door slowly creak open
Izuku intently stared at who entered the room.

It was the same man.
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A tired man kept roaming the Hosu city streets searching for any sign of the green haired boy. As the man walked toward the quiet part of Hosu he saw dried up blood on the cold concrete sidewalk. The man took out his phone from his baggy black jeans. He reported the incident to the authorities and decided it was time to go home. He walk with his hands in his baggy black jean pockets with his head hung low. He made a promise to himself he will find Izuku Aizawa....
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𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐.
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧.
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