Silence permeated the staff room. Izuku was leaning against the wall. Several days of stress build-up had all come to light within the first few seconds of walking through the door. His students were on lunch break, leaving the room to him, and his Hero colleague; Red Riot.

It all makes sense now.

The secrecy. Everyone dodging his phone calls or text messages. Bakugou never responding to his texts, and if he did, it was a pre-typed out message that was sent at a specific interval.

The reason Bakugou wasn't answering him, was because he wasn't here. He wasn't in Japan. He was in New York.

It was a sudden realisation for Izuku.

His gaze shifts to Kirishima momentarily, flooded with emotions that he couldn't comprehend in the moment.

"He's in New York, isn't he?" Izuku responds, not needing an answer.

A moment of silence seems to stretch on for a while.

"Did you know...? That he had left?"