the mission 4

*Endeavor's face turns red from more than just his flames* I AM NOT- *Hawks quickly intervenes* Woah, okay, let's all calm down before someone calls the fire department *glances at the smoke detectors overhead*

*Hawks whistles low* Damn, getting threats from a shadow now

*leans back* better watch out for nightmares, bird boy

*Hawks stares at you in disbelief, then bursts out laughing* Hawks: oh my god, you're insane! You know that, right?

*starts sobbing uncontrollably* you wouldn't understand, you're not a vigilante, you don't know what it's like to be alone, to have no one, to have nothing, to be so desperate for companionship that you turn to inanimate objects for comfort, to be so broken that you find solace in the most mundane things, to be so lost that you don't know where you belong, to be so alone that you don't even know how to love yourself

*Hawks looks at you with a mixture of sympathy and disgust, then shakes his head and sighs* Hawks: I think you've lost your mind. But we're taking you in anyway.

*Hawks stops in his tracks and turns around to face you* Hawks: are you seriously crying over some nachos?

it's not just nachos, it's my life, my only comfort, my only happiness, my only source of joy, my only reason to live, my only friend, my only family, my only everything

*you walk into the cafe ordering your usual* cashier: here you go! *you take your food and go sit down somewhere. at the same time the pro heroes walk in going straight to the cashier* endeavor: have you seen a vigilante in the area? *the cashier points at you* cashier: O-over there *he points at you and you're just minding your business*

*I flash money and he quickly corrects himself before they can follow where he points.*

*the cashier quickly changes his story* cashier: I meant over there! *he points at a random person sitting at a table with a hood over their head. the pro heroes look at the person and then back at the cashier* endeavor: are you sure?

*the world around him fades* oh yeah , my other quirk is making people hallucinate, you havent left the shop , or have you , am i real, was i ever real , are you a kid , imagining an entire life in 5 minutes of a coma?

not quite , or are you , am i vigilante , am i even real ? or is your reality an illusion i never told you i caused

*hawks slaps him and wakes him up , he had only just left the coffee shop*

*grins* you're famous!

*shrug* more like infamous these days

*Bakugo sits down without asking* Heard you kicked serious ass at the festival! Nobody could touch you! *Muichiro watches him curiously*