Part 3 new life and class 1-b

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Izuku pov

I was looking outside the window looking as we got farther and farther away from my home. Then I thought wait a second. I forgot to hide the last song I wrote oh god please Bakugo don't lead them to my room.

Izuku: mom how long are we moving to America 

Inko: oh Izuku don't tell my you are homesick already

Izuku : its just a question

Inko: well if you are worried about the money you can come whenever you want or did you forget you father is the number 4 hero of the US
Edit: I meant world not US

Izuku: yeah forgot about that for a second. 

No ones pov back at UA

?????: who can rap and sing? 

Class 1-a looks back  and sees Itsuka Kendo From class 1-b

Kendo: and what are you doing in Midoriya's room

Then she puts two and two together 

Kendo: wait Deku can sing?

Class 1-A: why did you ask if you are just gonna answer it :v.

Momo: why did you come here Itsuka

Kendo: Please call me kendo, and I came to speak with you about our classes relationship

Iida: then I believe we should discuss this in private.

Kendo Ignoring him: so I was thinking Momo we could do joint breakfast so we can make sure that our classes have healthy relationship and this way when we are pro's we can work together and not fight between each other 

Iida: I think its a great idea

Kendo: I'm not talking to you president

Momo: I think it would be a great idea 

Kendo thinking: Yes that way when izukun comes back we can get closer to him

Kendo: anyways can I choose a song

after 2 minuts of looking in the box 

Kendo: got one it says Heathens

Jiro desperately : put it in

when the video starts they see a kid having burns and ice burns in his cloths and body also having some cuts around his body

All my friends are heathens, take it slow
Wait for them to ask you who you know
Please don't make any sudden moves
You don't know the half of the abuse

Kendo angrily: Izuku was abused 

This did not go unnoticed by the girls that liked Midoriya

All my friends are heathens, take it slow
Wait for them to ask you who you know
Please don't make any sudden moves
You don't know the half of the abuse

Welcome to the room of people
Who have rooms of people that they loved one day
Docked away
Just because we check the guns at the door
Doesn't mean our brains will change from hand grenades
You'll never know the psychopath sitting next to you
You'll never know the murderer sitting next to you
You'll think: How'd I get here, sitting next to you?
But after all I've said, please don't forget

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