(Warning! Huge manga spoilers.)

"You've finally come to your senses – came to confess your love to me Aizawa-chan? Offers still on the table. Am I your fourth lover now?" Neito gave her a mischievous wink, wide grin on display. Body leaning on the door frame of the 3-B dormitory entrance. Grey-blue eyes watching her every move.

Sighing with a forced smile, she chuckled out, "No, that's not why I'm here." Clearing her throat, she spoke softly. "You wanted to speak with me. I finally came to get that done with... so..."

Y/n was standing outside the 3-B dormitory stairs. Body covered up completely, protecting her from the change in temperature. It was getting colder now, seasons changing to winter. Her fiancés waiting by the side of the dormitory building, hiding, and listening to everything that came out of the crazy 3-B classmate, with distaste. Because to them, they wouldn't leave her with someone who was possibly a threat, and they were a tiny bit jealous too.

She was able to hear a couple of groans and a growl she was sure came from Katsuki, for what the 3-B eccentric classmate greeted her with.

Giving her a look, Neito sighed out. "I was hoping you'd forget and not confront me about it. Let's go insi–"

"Actually, if you wouldn't mind..." The young woman chuckled nervously, stopping him before he could invite her inside, "can we talk about it out here?" She asked him sweetly.

Eyes narrowing, he bluntly told her, "You don't trust me?"

"Well..." Y/n grimaced not wanting to lie. Well shit, her lovers were right, she couldn't lie to save her life. "I don't know you enough to say that I do or don't." She told him honestly.

Nodding, he plainly responded, "Hmm, fair enough. Give me a sec." Stepping back inside the dorm, probably to get a coat. She watched him go back inside with a smile on his face.

Giving Y/n a much-needed moment to gather her jumbled thoughts together. Said young woman leaned back glancing towards the side of the building, having a mental debate with Katsuki who was being louder, then the other two through their mind link. Shouto rolling his eyes for how hellbent Katsuki was to just, use force and get the information out of Neito the brutal way. Izuku holding him back and attempting to not get hurt in the process.

"This was your idea. I need you guys to quiet down, I can hear everything you're thinking!" Y/n hissed through their mental link.

"I changed my mind. I don't want him anywhere near you anymore." She could practically hear Katsuki growl with anger.

"Kacchan, we're feet away. Nothing will happen... Besides, if I see him even attempt to touch her, I'm breaking his bones..." Izuku snarled through their connection, contradicting himself, because he too clearly wanted to beat up Neito. Cracking his knuckles, already preparing for a fight.

Shouto thinking his idea wasn't all that bad, nodded in agreement, "I'll hold him down."

"No one's doing anything, now shut up." Hearing the door open again, Y/n cleared her throat, mentally telling them to let her take care of this like they first wanted her to.

"Alright, let's take a walk Aizawa-chan." Neito gave her a soft smile, she nervously reciprocated, heart hammering away for how stressful this was making her.

Izuku was definitely not making it easier to stay concentrated, his tongue going miles a minute with silent threats that were clouding Y/ns brain. It was obvious how jealous he was right now, even though he had nothing to worry about. Even Shouto who was usually the calmer out of them – Y/n, could feel clear irritation and annoyance for her even being near the blond. Katsuki was too busy coming up with ideas, that Y/n could clearly see, of Neito's demise.

Since their engagement they've been very lovely. However, they were also very protective. She would have to do something soon to calm their erratic hormones and emotions. Maybe take them on a special date one-on-one.

Throwing all of that to the back of her mind, she silently followed Neito towards the walkway of the campus. Watching the changing colors of the sky. The first couple of minutes with each other was awkward, they've never really had a serious conversation before. Y/n didn't even know how to use her quirk without him know, he would obviously see the smoke if she used it, so how could she only use her telepath? She's never done that before.

Sure, she went into Izuku's and Katsuki's mind when she first met them, however, her purple smoke helped her infiltrate their brain easier. This was just her telepath quirk – she was still getting a hang of it.

Nervously playing with her hair, she looked at her surroundings as they walked silently on the sidewalk of the outside campus. Y/n looked to the trees for a Hail Mary and spotted her fiancés. Katsuki giving her quiet signals to hurry up, while Shouto only gave her a thumbs up. Izuku mumbling to himself about something. Pushing her to use her quirk already. Wanting her to be far away as possible from danger.

"Hey, so..."

Y/n jumping a little turned to him, "Yeah?" Mentally palming herself for being so apparently on edge in front of him. No wonder Katsuki didn't want her to go at this alone.

Neito looked away from her for a moment, muttering, "Are you okay, you're acting weird?"

"Weird?" She breathed out. Nervously laughing it off, pushing trembling words out, "Well, y-you feel..." she started, before gulping down, "anxious..." Brows furrowed, feeling waves of anxiety pour from him, "like there's something you're hiding?" She had to mentally stop Izuku whose thoughts were as loud as ever, when he made it clear he would jump on him that instant if he said or did anything wrong.

"Huh, you can tell?" Neito hummed out. "No point in hiding it anymore then."

Y/n's heart froze. There was no way, Neito was the traitor. She just knew it wasn't him. Glancing behind him, she saw Shouto with deadly ocean eyes intently locked on Neito, ready to kill him if any wrong move was made. Speaking to his mind to calm him, she pleaded to give her a minute. Asking him to calm the other two before they blew her cover.

"Listen what I'm going to say, you can't tell anyone else." Neito began, having her glance at him again. "Not even your fiancés. I have a feeling they would blab to Aizawa sensei, no offense to your father or anything. But I could get in trouble."

"Way to be cryptic." She attempted at a joke. Telling Katsuki and Izuku to settle down, clearly hearing their murderous rants through their mind link. Watching how they crouched low ready to pounce on the crazy blond. Said blond, gave her a hard serious look from the comment she made, one normally doesn't see from him – making her put her hands up. "Sorry. Fine, I won't say anything." Because they're hearing, so technically not a lie, she told herself.

"We've met before." He finally told her, making her and her lovers freeze from the comment. They both stopped walking. Neito staring at the sunset, almost nostalgically "You clearly don't remember me, but I do." He gave her a soft look. "You... saved me. I was only trying to return the favor at the sports festival, though it wasn't enough for me."

Confused, Y/ns eyebrows furrowed. How could she not remember him? Neito wasn't exactly someone to easily forget. "I don't understand. I haven't been out, until my rescue?"

"We met at the club, four years ago." Neito kicked rocks out of the way from the pavement, to give himself something to do. He never wanted to have this conversation to begin with, he always went back and forth from telling her the truth.

Y/n mortified; her face washed with shame. "Oh fuck... that's when I was fifteen..." She whispered to herself, already knowing those days weren't her best. She vaguely remembers because of how often she drunk to numb the pain, hence one of the many reasons why she never drank anymore, that and she promised her little brother. "Please tell me you were only there for regular hours and not the after-show. How did you even make it out? They would have taken your quirk for sure...." She mumbled to herself. Afraid that maybe he was the traitor, and this whole time...

"You didn't let me." He spoke softly, "You warned me of your captors, it wasn't a long interaction, but what you told me was enough for me to trust you, besides up close I saw how m-many bruises you had." He told her gently, hands balling into fists. "My quirk could have been stolen and I would have been killed if you hadn't pushed me out. You practically shoved me out of the back door, telling me I was too young to ruin my life. Telling me to become a hero with a quirk like mine, that I could achieve it."

Taking a moment to think, Y/n shook her head not remembering. "I'm sorry, I don't remember doing that. Are you sure it was me? I think I wore wigs at that time, it must have been someone else." She mumbled, trying to rack her brain to remember his face.

"How could you remember? You were drunk out of your mind. It was you though. I could never forget your eyes... Like molten lava." He chuckled. "You were mumbling a lot, pulling me away from the crowd. Still, sober enough to save me. You told me enough for me to call the police, it was great to hear they already had an investigation going." Neito shrugged when she saw her eyes widen, "I'm just glad you finally got out. I could only imagine everything you went through. I do want to apologize for not doing more for you, you suffered four more years in that place because of how stupid and careless I was. I never thought I would see you again, but then..."

"I was brought here." She finished for him, with a small smile she told him, "Well that explains why you always sought me out, you've probably had this on your chest for a long time huh? Funny how small the world is."

"Yeah..." he breathed out, "very small. That's what I wanted to tell you. Now you finally know the truth... and why I grew to have feelings fo–"

"Wait!" Y/n stopped him, frantically shaking her hands in front of her. Playing with her engagement ring for how nervous she got, she dreaded where this conversation was heading to. "Um... Please don't finish... I t-think I already know."

With a pained smile, he continued. "But I have to Y/n, how else am I getting over you? You were my first crush... me admitting my feelings is the first step to recovery, so I've been told." Watching him, she could see the rejection written all over his face. It was hard to admit unrequited love. He needed this, all those times he messed with her. Got on her nerves, the time at the sports festival, it was all because he's been holding back. "Did you really have to choose that blond?" He broke into pained short dark chuckle.

Y/n was right she had nothing to worry about. She knew deep down Neito was not a traitor. Just a person with a crazy personality who was saved by her when she was younger. Who wanted to thank her in his own weird way, not able to find the words to do so and only mess with her instead – in hopes that someday he could tell her the truth like he did today.

"I heard you've been feeling down lately..." He filled in the gaping silence, with an easy comment. "I have a feeling you blamed yourself for everything that happened during the sports festival. Am I right?"

Nodding, Y/n shrugged, "I'm slowly getting over it."

"Can I give you some advice?" Neito asked her, seeing her make a face he rushed out, "From a friend of course."

Advice from someone who wasn't close to her, who didn't truly know her is something she wouldn't normally seek. She also didn't want to rub salt in his wounded heart. Unrequited feelings are the worst. There was nothing worse than seeing the person you like, or even love, be with someone else. However, sometimes advice from strangers, or people who are only spectators in someone's life is the best. They're not clouded with a connection to her. Sometimes, an outsider can give better advice than those closest to her.

"Sure," She gave in, seeing how much he wanted to do this for her, "Shower me with your wisdom." She chuckled with him. "No, seriously, go ahead."

"I could tell that day when we first met, how much you hated your existence... the pain was written all over your face, however, your scars were proof of how badly you wanted to keep on living... But it's okay to fall and have people there to pick you back up. Let them help you, you shouldn't torture yourself." He told her with a soft smile, "I think you need to realize, without you. I would be dead." Her eyes crinkled with a smile. "Your brother, Miguel, right?" She nodded slowly, "I'm positive you'll forever be his hero. And..." he sighed out again, glancing towards the changing colors of the sky. "Midnight sensei's death... it was inevitable." He gave her a moment before continuing, "regardless of you being here or not. She's a hero, our lives aren't long, it was bound to happen. But at least, she had you, a daughter she could call her own."

"Neito..." she mumbled, "That was... I didn't know you were this insightful."

Giving her a naughty smirk, he poked at her, "Enough to give me a chance?"

"Nice try." She laughed, knowing he only meant it as a joke. "I have three gremlins who have my heart," she made a point to glance in their direction, "They're everything to me."

"Nah, I get it." He gave her a genuine smile, "You fell in love with who saved you." He shrugged not wanting her to feel pity for him, "Kind of hard not to. They're not bad I guess..."

Rolling her eyes, she groaned out, "God you sound like my dad... thank you for telling me the truth though..." She wouldn't apologize, it would be like a slap to his face. She wasn't reciprocating his feelings, however, at least acknowledging they existed.

"I wouldn't be surprised if Aoyama, confessed to you too." He chuckled out, feeling bad for the other blond of 3-A. Y/n confused laughed at how ridiculous that sounded. "I know. I didn't believe it at first either. However, he's been watching you as much as I have... had to watch out for any competition. I've noticed blonds tend to gravitate to you."

Y/n stopped and thought for a moment, really thinking about her classmate. They never really spoke with each other, other than pleasantries. However, he was always there. Maybe watching her without realizing it. "Are you sure?" She glanced to where her fiancés were hiding in the trees, clearly thrown off as well.

"Yeah." Neito gave her a nonchalant shrug, "I know you suck at noticing other people, who aren't the problem trio of 3-A, but Aoyama's been watching you a lot, sometimes even more than me." Seeing how she trembled, Neito took a closer step, "Hey you good? You're eyes?"

"I'm good," she told him too quickly. Eyes flashing scarlet from the revelation. "No really... I just," her eyes glided back to the trees, cursing when she didn't see Katsuki or Izuku there anymore. Clearly, they didn't think Neito was a threat, so they left Shouto behind with Y/n to chase down their own classmate. "I'm sorry I have to go." She rushed out, speaking to Shouto in his mind that they needed to stop the other two. "Um..." Before running, she quickly told him, "Don't worry Monoma, one day you'll find someone whose as crazy for you as you are them." She gave him a quick hug, before running and leaving a confused Neito behind.

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"Damn nerd, wait!?" Katsuki yelled out, reaching over to stop Izuku who was stomping his way towards their dormitories. "You don't even know –"

Izuku pushing his arm away seethed out, "It makes perfect sense!? There was this one time in freshman year. I f-found him outside my window, Kacchan. In the middle of the night?!" The green haired male was losing it. Thinking of everything that went wrong, because one of their own conspired against them. Their own classmate. "We trusted him!? He... he almost got Y/n killed... this.... He said, he understood what I was going through... at that time I didn't really understand what he meant, but... what if..."

"Calm down." Katsuki bit out. Getting in front of him and pushing him back from taking any more steps.

"How aren't you upset at this?!" Izuku breathed out, emerald eyes frantically searching his friends vermillion. Scarlet flecks burning in them from his rage. "Y/n almost died because of him. You almost died?! If he would have told us, then Midnight would still be here. When you got kidnapped, we always wondered how the league knew of our location at summer camp?! It was because he told them!"

"Dude, I fucking get it..." Katsuki hissed lowly, glancing around to make sure no one was listening to them, "but you can't go barging in there... if this is true, he wasn't just watching Y/n, he's been watching you this whole time too. Just.... Give me a moment, let me speak with dunce face, I'm sure he'll know something." The usual angry blond breathed out hard, attempting to calm his rage too, because of course he wanted to go in blazing fire first. "Trust me, I'm with you on this one. But we have to be careful this time, we can't be wrong, not about something like this."

Hearing rushed footsteps behind them, Izuku knowing who it was called out, "Don't stop me angel. You can't possibly understand how, fucking angry I am right now... It was in front of my face the whole time!"

Y/n could feel his rage hitting her deep in the pits of her stomach, and something else. Something she's felt before – coming from Izuku and his insecurities. She knew that talk she had with Monoma must have been the reason why he was also feeling jealous. However, Izuku was ignoring that at the moment, focusing more on the anger he felt. She could feel how conflicted he was. If this was true, Yuga Aoyama betrayed all of them. He's been with them for years, was their friendship all a lie to him?

"I know you're angry." She told them all gently, knowing Katsuki and Shouto were only holding their shit together because they saw past the rage. She reached for Izuku's hand, which he attempted to pull away, however, Y/n persisted. "Izu." Intertwining their fingers she told him, "Look at me. Please, look at me." She pleaded, not wanting to see him go down revenge. Izuku was sweet. However, no one really realized how much of a menace he was when he was serious. Even Katsuki wanted to stop him, and that said something "Take a moment and really think about this. We need to be cautious. We need a plan and he's your friend."

Turning around, his bottom lip trembled, forest eyes feral and dark, searching her own. "I don't need to think about it. I fucking know it's him... he tried so hard to get close to me, he's always been there."

"So has everyone else Izuku." Shouto stated truthfully, attempting to calm his best friend.

"No." Izuku shook his head, "Not like he has..."

"What if I ask Toru to watch him?" Y/n asked him quickly.

"Trust another classmate, that could be working with them?! She has the perfect quirk to infiltrate too!" Izuku hissed out. "I'm not putting you in danger anymore."