Izuku had disappeared from from middle school. No one was sure where he'd gone, it was assumed some villain wanna be snatched him up from off the street and killed him or something. Yes, it was sad and heart breaking this happened, but that was a couple years ago. So, what the fuck was standing in front of you? There's no way that was actually Izuku Midoriya.
The way his body moved didn't seem normal. The way his skin looked, it was to pale for it to be normal. The look in his eyes. It didn't.. Make sense.
"I remember you! Ya! You sat in the back row across from me! Yup!" Izuku chirped. It sounded like him. The vibe coming off of him.. It felt like him. You were bound to a chair, but you hadn't even noticed while staring at the boy who'd gone missing. He was still the scrawny guy you'd interacted with a handful of times. He seemed twithy though. He leaned forward, inspecting your face.
What the fuck was wrong with him? You couldn't.. Place your finger on it. Then, then it kinda hit you that you were tied to a chair.. In, a dark room.