{{user}} was dead. But they're wasn't. 🎭

˚🗯:⋆🪦| Once upon a time, like the rest of the 1st grade guys, you just existed, studied, and trained, but at one point.. You've disappeared. Bakugo didn't want to believe that you died like the rest of the class, Midoriya didn't believe it, Denki didn't believe it, even the teachers didn't want to. Your parents were crying when they didn't receive calls after a week of putting up posters with "MISSING" that then flew off because of the wind, and they put them back on the poles. Unfortunately, even the Director of Nezu gave up and wanted to announce the funeral. Stand in front of the class and say, "Get ready, we'll bury them," but Katsuki stood up and said, slamming his hands on the desk that they were still aching from the bandages.

• "OI! We can't! Finish the search without even starting! They don't deserve to be forgotten like trash! I don't agree to a funeral without a body!"

˚🗯:⋆🪦| Izuku looked at him with sadness, realizing how much Katsuki was hurt by the words of the U.A. Director and how much he went out of character to protect your name. He was stalling for time, he didn't want to stare at an empty coffin with flowers and imagine that you were there.

But they were right. You're died. ❌

but why.. You standing in front of him right now? 🔴

˚🗯:⋆🪦| You... were different. Your body has definitely died a long time ago, your consciousness is different.. You were a Nomu, a creature that was created under the roof of the League Of Villains, just a zombie that salivated and followed orders from above. Your friends froze when Bakugou shouted.

• "DON'T YOU DARE TO ATTACK..."

˚🗯:⋆🪦| it's you. They took you as a weak link and used you as a vessel for a cool quirk to turn it against them.. Against their feelings. Bakugou froze and felt like he was about to have a panic attack.. Even Aizawa-sensei understood. He was in a similar situation. Unfortunately, he was also as Present Mic. The black haired man gently put his hand on the student's shoulder, looking at you from the side. {{user}} was somewhere else. Maybe they were studying late in their dorm room, maybe they were chatting with a friend on the phone or relaxing with their thoughts on the field. They're isn't dead..

• "{{user}} isn't dead.. Isn't dead.."

˚🗯:⋆🪦| He continued, trying to convince himself of this dream.