Eye Spy

The Start

"Of course.
I'll see you then"

"Alright see you."

The conversation ended there.
He put his phone away and went to sleep, he had a long day and needed it.

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"This is amazing!
Here's your check. This'll be hung up today!
You can look forward to seeing it"
The buyer said as he handed him a check.

The art piece was loaded up delicately Into a truck.

"Thank you."
He smiled.

"Of course, now see ya"

He walked back into his house and dressed into his uniform.
After quickly dressing, he slipped on some black gloves and made his way out to school.

After a long route, he made it to the gates of the school and to his classroom.

He walked in with a friendly smile, it was only the third day of the school year.
School had only just begun.

"Heya Midoriya!"
An electric teen cheered.

The green haired teen cheered back, "hey kaminari"

"How's your morning going?"

"Pretty nice"
He sat down behind a spiky blond haired teen.

"That's good"

The conversation came to an end as the teacher walked in.
He had long black hair and evident beard stubble.
It was obvious he lacked sleep and needed a good cup of coffee.

"Hello class.
I hope you all rested well.
I didn't.

In today's class we'll start by learning the basics of heroism"
The teacher began.

Midoriya glanced out the window, "he was at that meeting yesterday.
It'd be useful if I used my quirk on him.

But there's no opening as of now.
I'll have to wait.
Doing it in school his risky, so I should catch him during his nightshift."
He thought to himself as he shut his eyes.

"Hm. The painting is in the middle of being hung up right now.
I'll have to check up on it later."
He opened his eyes back up again, glancing at the board.

He wrote down some brief notes, though he didn't really need them.

The day dragged along, sitting in class wasn't fun at all.

But there was something Midoriya enjoyed doing.
Something he wouldn't openly admit to just anyone.

The school day came to an end, Midoriya walked alone in a system of alleyways.
He had already gone home and changed.

He wandered around in a hoodie, holding a particular lethal item in his pocket.

"Pro hero liespice should be around here.
I made sure to calculate his shifts.
He'll walk past this alleyway in a minute, he'll be alone and be drinking a cup of iced venti caramel macchiato, with 15 pumps vanilla syrup, made with heavy whipping cream, barely any ice, one shot, add whip, and extra caramel drizzle.

That's his usual to go order.

He's getting closer.
There's no one accompanying him.
No other heroes flying in the sky either.

Witnesses to the crime will be low, only 3 people will see him actually die but they won't be able to see me.

Good.