"It's a message," Nedzu stated, looking at the boy's photo on his desk. The nervous pose, an unsightly smile on his face. Looking so ordinary, but so extraordinary. "A call for help."
"A call?"
"Yes. I'm still here, come and find me. "
Where several...
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The past few days had been exhausting for Shoto. With all of Kamino's disaster, the downfall of All Might and dealing with Endeavor's bad mood for finally having what he wanted. And on top of it, the move to the dorms. He thought he deserved a good night's sleep.
When he finally managed to escape interaction with his very excited classmates and lie down on his futon, he thought he would have his wish for hours of uninterrupted sleep fulfilled, but it was not to be.
He thought about ignoring the light knock on the door, but at last, he got up with an unhappy face.
That changed when he opened the door.
"Ah, Midoriya?"
The other boy smiled, but Shoto immediately noticed that something was wrong. For one, Izuku didn't seem the type to impose himself on someone at this time of night.
His body language was also all wrong: arms crossed over his chest as if he were holding himself together that way. His eyes were looking at his feet, tossing his hair over his face and hiding his expression.
"Midoriya?" Shoto reached out, then lowered it his hand, not knowing what to do. He was not good at dealing with people. "Izuku?"
"Can I come in for a bit?"
His voice came out vulnerable. Shoto opened the door wider and gave him space. He noticed that he was shaking, his skin pale. He didn't remember him being like that hours ago. He seemed happy then, involved with the others.
"Yeah, sit down." He offered around uncomfortably, aiming the futon.
The other hesitated a step but sat cross-legged there, still looking vulnerable.
Shoto didn't like that at all. There was something wrong. It wasn't right to see Izuku like that, it didn't suit him.
"Did something happen?"
The other boy didn't respond for a while, but Shoto knew how to be patient. He sat beside him, their legs touching, all sleep forgotten at the moment. He wondered if it involved what had happened in Kamino, his time with the villains until he was rescued.
