All we had was the word of a random high school student. I'm shocked we had as much support as we did." Toshinori sighs. "What are kids thinking these days, charging into villain attacks and chasing after villains like this…"
"Oh, I almost forgot." Tsukauchi flips a folder onto the table, smirking at him over the rim of his cup, "I promised you the file on the kid, right? Since this is becoming a thing for you."
"I'd just like to thank him for… his bravery…" Toshinori has barely opened the file when he feels his wound begin to twitch and a rapid headache coming on.
"Toshinori? Hey, are you okay?" Tsukauchi is already up out of his seat before Toshinori can wave him off, coughing and trying to hold off the blood. He really doesn't want to make a scene.
"Sorry, sorry… but, I probably shouldn't be surprised. This boy, it's the same person as the slime villain incident I told you about." He slides the file back, unable to scrub the pictures and memories from his brain.
"Are you joking…? Well, I guess it makes sense, you'd have horrible luck if you found two kids so similar to you. I'm surprised though. Didn't you say the kid was pretty scrawny?" Tsukauchi cocks an eyebrow at the file and sets it back down.
"Yeah. Barely bigger than a twig, really."
"I mean… it's not like I got to see, but he really must have changed a lot since that little incident. He tracked Shigaraki pretty far. Everyone felt pretty bad for telling him off about it." Tsukauchi sighs.
"Ah… of course they did…" Toshinori can't help flinching.
"Something the matter?"
"It was like that during the first incident too. The heroes, they made the right call but Bakugo needed help. Midoriya rushed in, and afterward he had several heroes telling him how reckless he was. I… Feel a bit bad for it. He's been essential in two different villain incidents, and both times he's been reprimanded for it. I know he needs to be, that we need to tell him to leave things alone, but… still."
"Still," Tsukauchi chuckles. "you two really are alike, aren't you?"
Toshinori isn't sure what to say to that. Midoriya can't be like him. Sure, the kid had a dream, and he'd thrown himself into danger on instinct, but… No. Finding the boy at this point is a lost cause.
"…Don't even think about it, Toshinori." Tsukauchi growls.
"I'm not!" A bit of blood spilled over his lip at that. Toshinori hates that it leaks when he's flustered. "Really, I doubt we're very much alike at all."
"Good. I hope so. He's already got two incidents too many on file for my liking."
"I guess so, hmm… Everyone would say the same thing, I suppose."
Summer goes by without a hitch, surprisingly.
Most of class 1-A ends up failing the exam for provisional licenses, despite how many of them get close. Aizawa forbids them from going back for the extra courses on the grounds that too many of them would be out, and then the school goes ahead and prevents them from doing internships after all the incidents they've had.
Ochako doesn't know whether or not she's disappointed or relieved after it's all said and done. Class 1-B seems to be doing a bit better, though only because a few of them got their licenses. She's out grocery shopping on a Sunday, drifting between shops and thinking about school, when the sound of a car accident has her sprinting down the block and praying that no one is hurt.
When she finally reaches the intersection she freezes, staring at the street as she tries processing what she's seeing.
A car is there, stopped halfway through the crosswalk, with the engine compartment caved in as if the driver had slammed into a concrete pillar. Lying in the street is a woman curled around her child. Everyone on the block has frozen and is caught staring at what remains of the car's engine. Ochako is two steps into the intersection when a grunt makes her stop again. Her jaw drops as someone climbs out of the wreckage of the engine and walks over to the woman and her child.
"Are you okay? Did I push you too hard?"
For a half hour, Ochako drifts on the edges of the accident. Police show up and question the driver (no I didn't run a red light I would never, of course I was going the speed limit…) the woman (my baby, she just ran in the intersection and it said walk but I saw the car crossing and I just moved and then we were flying…!) and, oddly enough, the boy who'd gotten hit (she isn't close enough to hear his statement).
Then, just as suddenly as it all started, it's gone. She watches the car get towed away and the woman and her daughter are leaving in an ambulance just to be sure. After a few minutes, she looks around and sees the boy across the street, still talking with the officer. It looks almost like he's getting scolded, and then he's just wandering off and the officer is there, talking on the phone.
Before she knows what she's doing, Ochako is walking up to the police officer.
"Was that boy okay? The one who got hit by the car?" The officer blinks, then sighs then slips their phone into their pocket.
"Everything is fine, miss, nobody was hurt. The driver may have some hairline fractures, considering the speed he was going, but everything looks like it turned out all right. I was worried for a bit since the kid was acting strangely but I think he was just nervous."
He won't say anything more than that, and Ochako can't do anything other than leave it at that. She had barely caught a glimpse of the boy, other than a shredded high school uniform and dark hair.
The next day, she wanders into class and finds Mina and Kirishima staring at a video on Mina's phone.
"Oh, is that the accident?" Spills out before she can really think about it, and suddenly Mina is on her for details. Once she tells them what happened, Kirishima frowns and rewinds the video.
"I swear, that guy looks almost like the one who was at Kiyashi…"
Mina asks a bunch of questions after that, and Ochako files that little tidbit away in the back of her head. She isn't sure what has her attention, but something seems strange. The police officer seemed uncomfortable when she approached him. And if that boy was the same person… Just who was he?
Mirio thought he'd seen everything.
He'd been taught how to use his quirk 'properly' by a man who could see the future. All Might had exposed the secrets of Japan's champions, then offered to train him for the role. Sir had been proud when he accepted the offer for training. While out on patrol, one of his friends had been hit by a bullet that took his quirk away for a night. Out of all his classmates, his internship had been the most in depth, the most intensive, and he was sure that he'd started seeing the world for what it truly was.
Nighteye's agency investigation into the Eight Precepts of Death was a secret. People were focused on the League of Villains, after their recent moves and the failed raid, which left Sir with the job of 'cutting the head off of the sleeping snake', apparently. Mirio wasn't a huge part of it. His only job was to keep up the patrols and try to maintain the peace while Sir went investigating.
Everything was supposed to be normal.