《crimson eyes. | Multiple Personality| villain deku》-catching on-
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Two weeks went by and my mother had left a small note on the counter telling me she and kacchan's mother were having a girls day out and she'd get back around 3 in the morning. I sighed getting dressed for the school day and ready to get my scores for finals. Most likely I had failed. Sure I could have won using my quirk but why would I? I don't plan on graduating or becoming one of those sick bastards. If I must just be in that classroom is a living hell for me.
~Todoroki pov~
Even after two weeks I still can't understand where I was that day for that small fraction of time. Izuku sent me to his location but when I went there it's foggy and I felt a load of guilt like I'm missing something. On Top of that, the cameras have shown he returns home after school but exits about a half-hour with a duffle bag. The question now is what's going on with him.
~Red pov~
I walked in seeing the only thing keeping me at school, shoto. I walked over to him giving him a small kiss hello. I saw him sigh and give me one of his concerned glances. "What's bothering you sho?" I asked sitting at his desk.
"What do you think of izu? I'm worried because there is almost no way you're graduating this year! You hardly participate and your grades are plummeting" shoto started putting his head into his hands.
Funny id received the same question from my mother. "I'm sure I pulled up for the finals! I'm sure of it. I did study this time around! If I score at least a B I'll be good and pass the courses!" I smiled and he sighed.
Aizawa came in and I was made aware of his gaze on me. I took my seat on the other side of the room from sho. He had Iida start passing papers out but I didn't get mine. Green would have raised his hand to ask and so I did. Before I saw an extremely angry teacher holding my papers. Was he going to call me out in front of the class? For a quick moment, everything seemed to disappear, it was just me and eraser. "Midoriya izuku, care to explain why you scored so low in comparison to midterms?"
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I had to look surprised but I slipped my hands under my desk and started a nervous habit of fumbling with them. "I... studied and I don't understand..." I muttered and I saw him walk over and practically slam the scores on my desk.
"See me after class." I turned my head before rolling my eyes.
Honestly, he wants me to retake them he said due to me usually being an A average head make an exception and let me score above a 70 in hopes I can graduate. I got home and slammed the door. I tossed my bag down "this is stupid why am I doing this anyway! It's not like I plan on graduating or sticking around much longer. I was bored and lonely so I brought up somebody to talk to "hey green been a while hasn't it"
My left eye shifted to the bright green "YOU FAILED US!" was the first comment he shouted and I snickered.
"Wow, really I didn't know. But look at that green now were another step closer to ending this torture! Tomorrows the big day"
"Red, if you hurt them I'll..."
"Youll what green you weak bitch. I have to go over plans so later deku '' I hissed as the red of my eyes showed itself once more, I headed to my room doing my hair the way I like and tossing on the suit I had gotten made. Over it a hoodie I grabbed my duffel bag and headed out.
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We went over what was going on tomorrow. It ended up taking longer than normal. So I didn't get back till about 1 in the morning. I found the lights of my apartment on and panicked. If my mom was home I'd be in some large trouble with being out so late. So I turned my cell phone back on and turned the flashlight on just to make sure I didn't have any blood on me. My bag had a few stains that seemed like the blood that was on my clothes had seeped through onto the bag. I sighed thinking she wouldn't notice until I checked my hair with small clots of blood so I flipped my hood over. I slowly walked in the door, 1:30 am. And I had to be up around 5. I walked to the door to not only see my mother but all might and Aizawa... shit. So instead I quickly walked around jumping from balcony to balcony to get to my room. I picked the lock of my window. I grabbed the contacts rushing to put them in, I heard footsteps and quickly took a brush poofing my hair up the way green did. I shoved the bag under my bed and rushed to the bathroom. I locked the door and started to run the water. There was more than I expected, the whole sink turning red. So I panicked trying my hardest to get it out. I could see tears running down my face. I rushed for a towel and towel-dried my hair. I quickly tossed what I was wearing off and under the sink and tossed on a hoodie and sweats. I climbed out of the window quickly aware there was still blood.
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I opened the front door and looked around. "Mom, have you got home yet? I noticed the lights were on." I called out. I shrugged before my arm was caught in Aizawa's scarf. I turned my head slightly to see all my might and my mother as well as Aizawa.
"Izuku, do you have any idea what time of the morning it is!" I nodded slowly.
"I was out and just lost track of time! I took a wrong turn, got mugged, you know, lost my wallet... but everything else I left home." I made the story up in a flash since I had left my wallet at the bar"
My mother timidly walked to me and inhaled deeply. "I also hear you failed your finals. There will be no leaving the house." that took a lot of will not to growl at knowing what was going on. I'd been found out. But had to play dumb as I was pulled to the sofa.
They asked questions before my mother left for my room and I had to hope she didn't find the empty contact container or the bag. Gladly she didn't and the other two left and I went took a shower and hopped into bed.
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GIG: God In Gold
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