~•This Love•~

•I'm what..?•

3rd POV

Kurogiri stood there, shocked and wide eyed. He adjusted how he was standing and stared at this figure.

His mouth went dry. He took a deep breath then spoke up.

"Who the hell are you?"

The figure stood there for a moment before stepping out of the shadows.

"I'm you," it spoke.

His eyes widened more. 'What!?'  Kurogiri thought, as he stood there in shock.

"No way! I refuse to believe that!" He stated, looking at this figure.

It seemed to be the same age as him, 32, it had blue, cloud like hair, ocean blue eyes, 3 scars on his right eye, a serious look in his eyes.

"I understand that Tomura can't defend for himself, but you are putting stress on yourself doing what you are doing." This figure said.

Kurogiri squinted his eyes, looking down to the figure, "What would you know?" He asked in a sarcastic tone.

The figure chuckled, "Well I know that your heads over heels for Shōta and Hizashi."

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked.

The figure looked bored, "Wow, so you don't know anything about love, huh?"

'Love?' Kurogiri thought.
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The figure used the staff he was holding onto, to push Kurogiri to the wall. Looking at him he said, "Listen, you have to understand soon, you are a nomu that was made using my body, I'm you, and you are me, so get that in your head."

Kurogiri's eyes widened, "I'm what-?"

The figure stepped back, "A Nomu. The very first, high tech, Nomu. A nomu that was made using my body, making me you. You can doubt it all you want but it will always be true. I'm trying to help you."

Kurogiri looked down for a moment, "How can I be sure I'm you, and you're not just pranking me."

"If you call someone in here, you will be the only one who can see me." It said, throwing the staff over it's shoulder.

Kurogiri looked back up at the figure, "Can you just, please, go away." He started, "I need to think about all of this."

The figure then disappeared, just like that.

Kurogiri laid down on his bed, 'Love...? I'm in love with Eraserhead and Present Mic? No way...'

He turned his body, and soon drifted off to sleep.
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Nemuri insisted that we come over to her house, so here we are, stuck in this place that should be called hell.

"Kaaayyyy, you know I don't wear earrings to school!" Hizashi wined as Kayama put earrings in his ears.

"Well, they're pierced for a reason!" Kayama bit back as she put the earring in Hizashi's ear.

I chuckled a little and patted 'Zash on the back and said, "It'll be all right dude, If anyone wants to hate on you, you just come to me, and I'll take care of it!"

Hizashi flushed red and laughed breathlessly, I chuckled as well. Nemuri just gave the 'just freaking confess to each other you oblivious idiots' look.

Shōta woke up from his 2 and a half hour nap. He sat down next to us and I smiled at him.

"New record, Shō!" Hizashi laughed.

Shōta rolled his eyes at that and came to sit with us.

A few minutes before we left me and Hizashi were really close, in fact, I could feel his breath on my neck, but I didn't mind, Aizawa started to feel really drowsy and fell into both my and Hizashi's lap.

We both blushed furiously. Nemuri laughed at us,

"Okay love birds, that enough!" She giggled.

"Kay! We are not dating!!!" Hizashi yelled, his face bright red.

I felt as if I couldn't breathe, these two are just too cute!
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My eyes shot open, I sat up and caught my breath.

What if- No way!

I can't...

And I won't.
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