It all started with a random number

Chapter 3 - You Know Who I Am

Izuku sighed as he walked towards his locker and put the combination in, swinging the door open. He glanced to his right and saw some guy leaning up against the locker besides him. He had purple curly hair. The perfect target. Izuku shoved his books in his locker and slammed the door shut, turning to face this random boy. Before he could say anything, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He groaned and didn't even have to read it to know what it was about. Katsuki was gonna say all this shit about how he shouldn't pummel this kid, and Izuku was not having it. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened it, reading the message.

Katsuki : Don't get into anymore fights.

Izuku scoffed and started typing, how could Katsuki know what he was thinking? For all Katsuki knows, Izuku could've asked the boy to be friends.

Izuku : Wasn't gonna.

Izuku didn't get a response, so he pocketed the phone once more. He was beyond annoyed at this point and was struggling to not bash someone's head into the wall. Maybe if he provokes someone into hitting him first. Good idea."Let's see. Who would hit me if they had the chance?" Izuku thought to himself, scanning the halls. That's when his eyes landed on one guy in particular. Tomura Shigaraki . Tomura was a year older and the second strongest guy in the school, and was always up for a fight, just like Izuku. Izuku grinned before walking up to Tomura.

"Hey! Tomura, I heard Chisaki fucked your mom!" Izuku shouted, the people around them stopping to stare."What did you say!?" Tomura growled, clenching his fists by his sides.

Without warning,Tomura slammed his fist into Izuku's chest, knocking Izuku back. Izuku smiled and lunged forward, slamming Tomura to the ground and punching him in the nose. You could hear the crunch as Tomura's nose was broken. He groaned in pain and shoved Izuku off of him, standing up and pressing his hand against the wall for stability. Izuku stood up shortly after, wiping the blood from Tomura's nose off on his pants. He would be surprised if Tomura could still fight, as blood was flowing down his face and onto his clothes. Just as Izuku suspected, Tomura rushed through the crowd and into a classroom down the hall.

The next thing Izuku knew, he was seated back in Principal Nezu's office, waiting for him to enter. He already expected the dumb lecture he would receive, so he wasn't too tense. Izuku looked over at the door as it opened, but the principal wasn't the one who walked in.

Izuku furrowed his eyebrows as a tall, muscular man walked through the door, His sharp Red Crimson eyes narrowed and an angry expression on his face. He has short, spiky, sandy blond hair with choppy bangs that hang over his eyebrows. He was wearing a tight fitting black suit, black belt, and black dress shoes. "Is he fucking emo or some shit? He's in all black." Izuku thought, trying to suppress the laugh that was forming in his throat.

" What the fuck did I say? " The man spoke, his voice booming through the room. It was deep too.
" What? Who the fuck are you? " Izuku questioned, clearly confused on who this man was.

" You know damn well who I am."

The statement was dull, no emotions behind it. Izuku thought for a moment before he felt his heart pound harder inside his chest. "Oh, shit. It's that crazy mother fucker that texted me." He thought. Izuku suddenly stood up and went to exit the office, not wanting to deal with whatever crap this was.

"Sit." Katsuki commanded, not giving Izuku the chance to take one step towards the door. Izuku hesitated but he reluctantly sat back down in the chair, slouching down and looking at his feet. He could feel Katsuki's eyes on him, and it made him... nervous. He hadn't felt nervous for a long time, and he most definitely didn't like it. It felt like an eternity before Katsuki started to talk again.

"I specifically told you not to get in any fights, and what exactly did you do?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back on the desk, glaring at Izuku. Izuku waited a little before answering.

"To be fair, he hit me first!" Izuku responded, trying to get out of the deep shit he was in.

"You provoked him." Katsuki added, he basically knew everything about the fight, there was no use lying. Except that's exactly what Izuku decided to do.

"No I did n-" Izuku started to say before being cut off.

"Don't lie to me. You won't like the outcome." Katsuki's tone was cold, and he wasn't joking, not even slightly. It sent shivers down Izuku's spine but he ignored it.

"Yeah, I provoked him, but I was craving the adrenaline!" Izuku whined, trying to defend his case even though he was doing a pretty fucking bad job.

"You need to learn how to control you anger." It wasn't a request, more like a demand. No, not like a demand, it was a demand. Izuku just scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Oh, yeah, let me just turn off my anger. Can't believe I didn't think of that." Izuku replied, his tone filled with sarcasm. Suddenly Katsuki got up off the desk and walked to Izuku, crouching down and grabbing him by the face, forcing Izuku to look him in the eyes.

"I won't be so lenient the next time you get in a fight." Katsuki hissed, squeezing Izuku's face slightly before letting go and straightening up, fixing himself. Izuku didn't respond and looked back down to the floor. He couldn't bring himself to say anything, and this was the first time someone had left him completely speechless out of... what even was this feeling? Fear? No. Izuku doesn't get afraid.