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He unlocked my door, and we laid down together on the bed.

I rested my head on my arms, and he stared straight for the ceiling.

It was a comfortable silence. I loved just looking at how delicate his face looked.

"Y/N." He spoke suddenly. "Yeah."

"Can you talk to me about your life? I really want to know more about it." His voice trailed off, and he turned towards me. "I need to know for my own sake."

I was a bit shocked at his sudden request. But I'm done hiding from it.

"Okay. I assume you know some of it?" He nodded his head. "Aizawa told me about your middle school life, but parts were missing or confusing."

I nodded my head and started there.

I didn't quite know how to talk about myself. I always felt awkward doing so.

I talked to him about how comforting my parents were. I never knew about their secret life until they never came home one night. Their faces were plastered on the news. I remember all the kids being so afraid of me after that.

After they realized I wasn't going to do anything. They did. Their fear turned into anger, and I was pushed around like I was dirt. I was always alone, and they all made sure I would stay alone.

One day, I just snapped. I fought back. It felt so good. I felt like the sadness and rage that bubbled inside me was finally escaping. I didn't want that feeling of bliss to leave.

I'd have moments of just blacking out. Where I'd just completely forget a certain part of my day, and all I'd see was blood or dirt all over me. After those becoming more frequent, I stopped going to school, saying I was going with my grandma that never existed.

Midoriya's head kept getting lower and lower. Like the more I spoke, the more disappointed in me he got. The lower his expression got, the more I felt a pang in my heart.

I sat up and tucked in my knees. "Sorry, I can't look at you while talking." I heard him move and felt his headrest on my knees.

"It's okay. I'm fine. Just keep going." He gave me a weak smile. Though it wasn't much. I felt so comforted by it.

"Can I ask you a question?" He nodded his head. "How can you be so warm to me? How can you be this close to me if I'm everything you hate. I'm literally the embodiment of a sorry excuse for a human. Yet you look at me like I'm something special."

I saw him move and sit directly in front of me. "Cause you are special. I really feel it in my heart that you truly aren't a bad person. Something makes you different from Shigaraki and other villains I've fought."

He smiled brightly and rested his head on my knees again. "Keep going. I like learning about you."

I felt my heart skip and beat and my face get hotter. He's oddly very good at making people flustered.

So I continued on. It was really weird to have someone seem so interested in what I had to say. The weight on my entire body kept getting lighter and lighter.

"You know, some people in the League aren't so bad like Twice." I sighed. "He really is a good person too." Midoriya smiled. "I trust you on that."

"I'm sorry, Y/N." He whispered. "Huh, for what?"

He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head in the nook of my neck. "For not meeting you earlier." He mumbled. His lips were right against my skin again.

"It's okay; it's okay. Don't be so sad." I felt his lips curve up like he was smiling. "I still feel bad. Wanna figure out a way to travel between universes to find the universe where we are together sooner." He looked up, smiling from ear to ear.