"Our universe grants every soul a twin -- a reflection of themselves -- the kindred spirit -- And no matter where they are or how far away they are from each other -- even if they are in different dimensions, they will always find one another. This is destiny; this is love."

- Julie Dillon

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"That's rough buddy" count: 381

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"Are you actually being serious?"

Principal Nezu stood nervously in front of Class 1-A. Due to an announcement he had made mere seconds ago, the group of teens weren't too happy with him. Which was an understatement, to say the least, because he was pretty sure he heard Kaminari whisper to Mina, "Blast him with acid."

You had been missing for a while now. So long, in fact, that you had fully missed your final exam for the first term, and the school was about to go on break.

The class had already been rather pissed off that they still had to do their final exams without having found you yet. They didn't want to act like everything was normal like what the principal had suggested.

But what he just told them was taking it to another level.

"Si-Sir," Midoriya exclaimed, astounded at his words. "(Y/N)'s life is on the line every second we don't do something about this! And now you want us to go to a training camp over the summer break and still act like nothing is wrong?!"

"I'm not saying to act like nothing is wro—"

With a slam on his desk, Bakugou shouted, "That is exactly what you're saying! Those are the exact words you told us when you told us to do our final fucking exams!"

Now, Aizawa was standing at the podium the whole time, but he had said nothing to back up Principal Nezu. All he had to say to Bakugou was, "Language."

Bakugou continued. "And I'm not sure if you've fucking noticed, but—" and with an aggressive hand, pointed at Todoroki at the back of the room, almost completely taking out Midoriya in the process, "Todoroki's mark has not stopped flashing ever since (Y/N) has gone missing! Do you know what that means?!"

Principal Nezu did know what that meant. But he wasn't given the chance to provide an answer until Todoroki stood up from the back of the room, making all heads turn to him. In a low and dangerous tone, he said, "It means that she's in danger. Take what Bakugou just said. It hasn't stopped flashing since the day she's went missing. That's something pretty handy to have on me twenty-four-seven, don't you think, sir?"

Principal Nezu was scared shitless at the look Todoroki was giving him. His head tilted down, his hair almost covering his eyes. Nezu was unable to look away from Todoroki's dark gaze, pointed directly at him.

"You know what else is handy? Being able to feel your soulmate's pain. And what I've discovered since the time she's been gone is that she's been around a lot of fire."

Everyone froze, looks of either concern or fear, some even a mixture of both, across their faces.

Keeping his eyes on the principal, Todoroki slowly walked toward him, finally stopping in front of him and Aizawa. The teacher made no move to stop him.

Todoroki's voice was threateningly quiet, something that made the principal so afraid he wished the kid would just yell at him. "If I find even a single scar on her body when I see her again, you better be ready to face the consequences of your decisions."

And with that, the bell rang for the end of the final day of the first term.

However, no one moved. Not even when the muffled shouts of excited students passed them outside the classroom. It was still completely silent across the whole room.

When Principal Nezu looked away to the other students, he was hoping he would be able to escape the fiery gaze he was receiving from Todoroki. But as he looked at them, and back at Aizawa, he noticed that every single person was looking at him with a determined glint in their eyes.

All he could do was say, "You still need to go to that training camp. I can swear to you on my life that we are trying our hardest. But I cannot risk the safety of other students."

Todoroki continued to stare at him.

"You're already risking one."

And with those final words, everyone packed up their things, quietly bidding Aizawa farewell.

"I'll see you guys in a couple of days." And with a stern look and tone, he said, "Stay safe."

When the last student left the room, Principal Nezu sighed heavily, basically deflating on the podium. "That was. . ."

"Expected." Aizawa spoke up, and Nezu gave him a questioning look. Noticing, Aizawa huffed lightly, lazily picking up his sleeping back from the ground. "You seriously can't expect them to just sit and wait without any answers, right?"

"Well, I–"

"They're a tight class. They are close to one another. They've been through a lot together that no student should have to go through. And now one of their peers. . . One of their friends are missing. They're not going to just sit there like dogs when you tell them to stay. I know my students more than anything. They will act, with or without your permission. So if you really want to avoid that, let them help. Let them contribute to the case."

Principal Nezu closed his eyes slowly, sighing again before looking back up at Aizawa. "If I regret this, you're getting it, mister."

"They're my students. I wouldn't let them do anything if I knew it put them in danger."

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"So the students are having their training camp soon," Shigaraki said. "Meaning we'll be able to get Bakugou. Then drag All Might out of his hole and defeat him once and for all—"

"Might."

"Shut up, (Y/N)."

You ignored him, carving words into the wooden chair you were sitting on. It had been who knows how long since your reluctant entrance into the L.O.V., and it was actually pretty damn boring.

Since you weren't willing to go out and burn people alive or stalk some dudes during your free time, you were kind of just. . . There for the ride (much to Shigaraki's dismay, as you did spend a lot of time trying to piss him off). It did take a while for them to trust you to leave the base and not rat them out, but when they did (they assumed you wanted the people you loved to be kept alive), you didn't have much to do anyway.

You weren't able to visit any of your friends. You couldn't see Bakugou, Midoriya, Kaminari, Mina, anyone. You couldn't even see Todoroki. On top of that, you weren't allowed to go far due to you giving away the location of the LOV. People were looking for you, and if you were seen, they would know.

You could just run away and scream at the top or your lungs, but as far as you were concerned, your aunt was still in the hospital.

You just hoped Todoroki or Bakugou or any of your classmates weren't doing anything rash. Just because you trusted them to look for you didn't make it a good thing. They just needed to focus on their schoolwork in order not to fail. Besides the fact that you guys were about to crash their training camp, you wanted them to enjoy it as much as possible.

"(Y/N)," your head shifted up at the mention of your name. You looked at everyone looking back at you.

Oh god, it was like the teacher calling upon you for the answer to the question you weren't listening to.

"Iridocyclitis."

"What—"

"I-R-I—"

"ANYWAY," Shigaraki said, sighing in exasperation. "What I said was: You will be the one to lure Bakugou out for his capture."

"Fuck you, man."

"Get over it. Since you won't kill anyone yet, you're the bait." Dabi was really getting on your nerves.

"I already had to kill someone thanks to you, bitch boy."

"Alright, we're done talking about this. Everyone go do whatever. (Y/N), piss off." You replied to Shigaraki's comment with your middle finger before turning and leaving the building.

When you stepped out into the cool air, you sighed in relief. Those douchebags were both pissing you off.

You went around the back, climbing your makeshift staircase you had made with your quirk the first time you were allowed outside. That staircase led you to the roof where you sat down. Your legs dangled over the edge, and you huffed out.

Bakugou was gonna be pissed.