Chapter 3: The First Meeting

Today, it marks the beginning of the 14th year I'm in this world, and the second year being adopted by Midnight. All in all, there's not much happening, as I rejected Midnight and Aizawa offer to go to middle school. Most of the time I just clean around the house and cook for both of us, Midnight and I.

Cleaning is easy since dust is considered as sand. As for cooking, it is a personal interest of mine.

Well, in my past life, a lesson that I've learned is that you can capture people's hearts through their stomachs. Girls love snacks and desserts, I tell you.

Another thing of note is my success in changing my image. Well, at first, I have this cute image, right? But as a hero, that's a no go. Luckily, only Midnight and Aizawa had seen that "me".

Well, honestly, it's because I got too carried away with my new face. It's the first time, in my two lifetimes, that someone's ever had a nosebleed because of my look, you know?

So, I slowly change my personality to establish a new persona. Someone's mature, reliable yet gentle. For me, that is the most suitable one right now. To Midnight, it probably seems like a process of growing up, though a bit faster than normal.

For me, a persona is very important. My goals are to get fans and to satisfy my heart all the while enjoying my life. A proper persona will be needed, that I know for sure.

In case my "unique hobby" is exposed, I can always act like I got a mental problem because of my past. That'll only work once or twice, but still a nice backup plan to have.

A knocking on the door snaps me out of my reverie. Considering that Midnight got a job and won't be back anytime soon, the guest is probably Aizawa. Ensuring that everything's in order, I head to the door, excited for what's to come.

*****

(Aizawa's POV)

The door opened, revealing a boy with gentle features, enhanced by the small smile gracing his lips. Slightly glowing from the morning sun, his flawless skin and snow-white hair make him look untainted by the foul sins of mortal.

His eyes are dark red, almost black. Dressed in a casual black tee and black pants, the contrast between his skin and his clothes paints a living modern art. Yet to fully grow, he is merely around 170cm tall. A ladykiller in the making, Aizawa mused.

"Morning, Aizawa-san," the boy said, his eyes bright with joy. "I'm ready to go."

"Mornin'. Make sure to lock the door, I don't want Kayama on my ass."

Once the door is locked, we hail a cab to their destination.

*****

Kyoya's eyes are glued to the window, entranced by the scenery passing by. Looking at the boy, I let out a small smile.

According to Kayama, the boy doesn't get to travel that much. The times he rode a vehicle in the past two years can be counted on one hand. Usually, he just wanders outside Midnight's condo's compound, probably just curious about the outside world.

'Sigh, who'll believe this boy can kill a pro Heroes when he's acting like this. Research to mass produces super soldiers with quirks, martial arts, drugs, and biological modifications, and they succeeded. Luckily they were taken down before shit's hit the fan.'

Remembering the full result of Kyoya's full body checkup, I breathed out another sigh.

"So, Kyoya," I called him. Once he turns to me, I continued, "Before we get there, I'll remind you again that you need to listen to me. I've got permission to check out what've you got, but if you mess up, my butt will be on fire. We clear?"

"Crystal," he nodded with a serious face.

"Good," I replied. Once he sensed that the conversation has ended, he continues appreciating the scenery.

*****

After another 15 minutes or so, the taxi's stopped. Looking outside, seems like we've arrived at our destination, Takoba Municipal Beach Park. After paying the fees, we get off the vehicles.

The salty breeze and the pleasant warmth of the sun hits my face, though all the trashes on the beach ruins the mood. Looking at Kyoya, the boy's eyebrows are locked together in distress before he turned to me, his expression demands an explanation.

'Looking at this boy now, I can guess why Kayama's got so attached,' I thought.

"Don't look at me like that, this place is the only one that I know that fits the requirement. You want a place with lotta sand, and cops told me to do your test somewhere isolated." I shrugged.

"Besides, we can also use your training to clean this mess. A pro Hero is not all about fighting, you know."

He doesn't seem satisfied but nodded anyway. Just when I'm about to find a wide clearing, the boy voiced out.

"Um, Aizawa-san," he called. Once I glanced at him, he continued, "I can sense people. Two of them over there," he pointed in a direction. I guess this is his quirk at work huh? Now that I focus, I can indeed hear a sound coming from that direction.

I told him to follow behind me and we make our way there.

*****

(Midoriya Izuku POV)

"FASTERRR!!"

Hearing that shout, I grit my teeth and tug on the broken fridge harder. Just All Might's presence makes me more motivated than ever. Then there's the chance to receive his quirk, as well as my wish to be a hero. Just when I'm about to take another step, All Might shrunk to his skinny form and tell me to stop.

"Wait, there's people coming," All Might said, looking in a direction.

From afar, I can see two silhouettes coming our way from between the trash mountains. Their figures indicate that an adult and a teen are walking together. As they come closer, their face becomes clearer to me.

The adult is a man with tall and slender build clad in a ragged black outfit. He looks as if he just rolled out of bed; due to his messy, shoulder-length black hair, half-opened eyes, along with unkempt facial hair. His long scarf looks kinda familiar, though I can't put my hands on it.

As for the teen, he is a boy with an androgynous appearance, with pale skin and shoulder-length snow-white hair. He has dark red eyes brimming with curiosity, observing me and All Might. I never knew a teenager can still look that… innocent.

"Aizawa? What are you doing here?" All Might asked, surprise written on his face.

Huh, seems like one of them was All Might's acquaintance.

"Yo, Toshinori. I've got the same question here. Well, I'll start first. This boy here is Kyoya Kayama. We're here for some training," the man, Mr. Aizawa, said. "As for his last name, I'll explain later," Mr. Aizawa continued before nudging the boy beside him.

"My name's Kyoya Kayama. Nice to meet you, Toshinori-san. And…" the boy paused, looking at me.

"Ah, I am Izuku Midoriya. Nice to meet you, Aizawa-san, Kayama-kun" I said before bowing my head.

"Likewise, Midoriya-kun," Kyoya said with a smile before returning my bow.

After our brief introduction, All Might turns to Aizawa-san. "I have the same purpose as you. I'm training young Midoriya here, for U.A."

I can see that Mr. Aizawa is startled by the revelation. Though, he doesn't seem like he wanted to pursue this topic further.

"Oh… then you guys might be classmates in the future," he said, looking at both of us. "Anyway, seems like cleaning this beach is part of his training, huh? I need to use some space, so you mind if I use the area that you guys have cleared?"

All Might ponders for a moment, before nodding his head. "If young Kayama here doesn't mind us seeing his quirk, then go ahead."

I glanced at Kyoya, only to see him nodding his head towards Aizawa-san. So, he doesn't mind, is it?

Saying that they won't be bothering us any longer, they both walk towards an empty spot behind us. The clearing is roughly 200 meters in diameter.

I look at All Might and asks him if I can watch for a while. Analyzing a future classmate member sounds pretty fun. Maybe I can help him later on. All Might nodded, saying that he wants to watch it as well.

"A boy that gets the interest of THAT Aizawa, huh," I heard All Might mumbles, his face deep in contemplation.

When I look back, they are already in the middle of the clearing. I can see Aizawa-san said something to the boy, though I can't hear the details. The boy nodded, before extending his hand forward and slowly raising it.

Slowly, I can see the sand bulges, before slowly rising. I see, his quirk is probably related to sand manipul-

Before I can finish my thought, the sand that was slowly moving upward suddenly rises in speed, instantly creating a pillar the height of a house.

Then, I noticed that there's movement at the top of the sand pillar. The pillar opens up, some sand flowing, and before my eyes… the pillar changed to an intricately-made giant arm of sand.

As if that is not shocking enough, the boy moves his finger and the giants arm smoothly mimic those movements.

I noticed Mr. Aizawa said something to the boy and the boy nods. Moments later, as if it is being sucked into the ground, the giant arm swiftly disappears as fast as it appeared.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I can hear my heartbeats clearer than ever; the image keeps replaying inside my head. The size, the control, the speed, all of it.

When I turned to All Might, our gazes meet. Strengthening my resolve, I nodded at him. I can see All Might grins, his eyes narrowed in amusement.

Gripping the rope, I decide to continue my training. If all U.A. students are like that, then I need to work harder.

So, I took a step forward.

*huff*

Because I started later compared to them-

Then I need to keep running-

Until I can reach them-

Until I can run by their side-

Until I can overcome them-

Just you wait.

I WON'T BE BEHIND FOREVER!!!!