My legs were moving on their own once more, leading me to the figure that stood near the doorway. I hesitantly opened the door to allow the both of us to head towards the outside area of my living space.

"You've been awfully quiet since the fight, Young (L/N)," All Might murmured, setting a hand on my shoulder. "I hope you've recovered alright." My hands were clenched by my sides, my muscles and jaw tense. I couldn't look at him, I just couldn't. The guilt was too much, the taunting from All For One were just too much.

"I-I'm fine, All Might." My voice shook as I said his name, the phrase leaving a foul taste in my mouth. I didn't feel worthy to say the title in such a casual manner. 

"Young (L/N)," All Might repeated, his blue eyes glued to mine, which weren't even close to looking at his. "Please, tell me what's wrong." I shook my head as I felt the onslaught of tears about to break through.

"No," I whimpered, sniffing and wiping my nose. "I'm sorry, I can't. I-I..." A breathy sob escaped my mouth as my shoulders quivered, rising with every breath I took as I tried to calm down. The hero in front of me brought me into a hug, gently patting my back with his hand.

"It's alright. Take your time." How could he be so nice after everything? My arms quickly moved to curl around his torso, hands grasping the fabric of the back of his dress shirt. I quietly cried into his shoulder as everything came spilling out.

"Why are you so nice to me? Why, All Might, why?" My voice was ridden with pain, my chest heaving. "If I hadn't gotten captured, if I hadn't been such an idiot, if I hadn't even joined the UA, none of this would have happened! You would still be you, I wouldn't have hurt so many people! And of all things, I'm quirkless! Why did a quirkless nobody like me have to end the legacy of you?" I went silent, ashamed.

Now he knows. He knows about your insecurities, and he knows about your flaws. In the end, even you think of yourself with all the stigma surrounding those who don't have quirks. Maybe now you finally know what you're really worth.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize it sooner. I didn't know you felt this way." I huffed, shaking my head.

"It's too late now, anyways. If I hadn't been so weak, if I hadn't let my guard down, you would have never gotten roped into this mess, you wouldn't have lost everything! If I wasn't so stupid, I wouldn't have ended your legacy and destroyed everyone's Symbol of Peace! You wouldn't have become... this!" My shoulders shook as I took in a shaky breath, my lungs feeling like they were about to collapse.

All Might was silent, holding my head to his chest, a hand on my back. Finally, he spoke.

"You didn't end my legacy, (Y/N)." I brought my head up, looking at the fabric of the suit he wore. "You continued it, and spread it out even further." 

"How?" All Might took me by the shoulders and held me out in front of him, looking down.

"Now there are people without quirks that know that they can be heroes in their own way. You proved that by successfully defeating most of the League by yourself, without my help. I only took care of one problem." He chuckled at my surprised expression and continued, a genuine smile gracing his face, reaching his tired, blue eyes.

"I was going to fizzle out one day, anyway. I have an apprentice, and I'm older now, much less of a hero than I used to be before. I'm a hero, but I'm still human. Yet you, a person that doesn't possess a quirk, going against the rules and proving that you don't need one to be strong -- to be a hero. You've proven to people all over the world that they can be strong on their own, without me here to protect them.

"I can sympathize with you in many ways, Young (L/N), and I know sometimes it can feel lonely. It can feel like your whole world is crashing down, but you have to look to the people that are with you and continue to strive. You have to learn more about yourself in order to truly understand what you are lacking, in order to improve it. 

"When I was younger, I blamed myself for mistakes that weren't in my control. But I learned to forgive and forget, and that's what made me into a better person.

"There will be people that won't be on your side, that will belittle you and call you a failure, even yourself. Just take the words and prove them wrong. Become greater. Go Plus Ultra." I stood there for a few moments, just thinking. He waited for my response, and when I gave one, it was one of relief, yet comfort.

"Thank you."

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After the talk with All Might, I'd been feeling a lot better. We'd moved into our rooms in the estate and settled down. Beforehand, Aizawa gave us a tour of the commons, the dorms, and the bathrooms before leaving us to do our own things. It was night by the time I finished unpacking everything, and I was absolutely exhausted. 

"God, it's already night," I sighed, sitting down on the couch with a huff. "No wonder I'm feeling so tired." The guys surrounding me hummed in agreement, rubbing their aching muscles.

"But good work!" Kirishima replied, smiling at everyone. "We made a nice hustle today, so we can relax for the rest of the night!"

"Hey! Are you guys done unpacking your things?" I turned my head to face Mina, the group of girls trailing along behind her. "We were just talking about something-"

"-and we think it's going to be really fun!" Hagakure finished, looking her pink haired friend.

"Why don't we have a room presentation contest?" Mina squealed, eyes lighting up excitedly. I looked around awkwardly, seeing if anyone else was actually excited about it. 

Nope. 

My thoughts exactly, but we went along with it, as we had nothing else to do. I got up and started to walk over to the first room on the floor: Midoriya's. We all rushed to go in, despite his calls of protest.

"No, no, wait-!" Alas, his shouting was a second too late, as Uraraka had already busted into his room, revealing a wall-to-wall tribute of All Might memorabilia. Figurines, posters, cards, even a computer wallpaper, and a cover. He even had a framed photo of All Might sitting atop a drawer.

"It's filled with All Might! An otaku's room!" Ochako exclaimed, admiring the mostly red and blue decor. "Amazing!"

Next was Tokoyami's room, but there seemed to be a bit of a roadblock in the way. I'd already seen the contents of his room, so I just watched as the others pushed him out of the way and shouted in surprise at to what was in there. He got flustered and eventually shouted at everyone to leave, and we moved on. We didn't even want to see Mineta's room, as he was being a creep about it, so we skipped him.

Aoyama's room was flashy, but honestly just what we had expected. We weren't in there for a long time, but Kirishima went to play with the disco ball for a few minutes, gazing at the holographic shards glued together in a spherical shape, hanging on the ceiling.

"So cool!"

Ojiro's room was pretty basic, to say the least, and the most normal. I smiled at the girls' remarks about his room, knowing that he would take it lightly, since he was aware about the fact that his room wasn't the most interesting. Kaminari's room came next, the complete opposite of Ojiro's -- a complete ruckus, the most random out of all our rooms.

Koda had a pet rabbit, so that earned a bit of my favor, but otherwise it was just really green and pretty nice looking. Iida's room was next, and I didn't go in. Instead, I just waited outside, hearing the girl fawn over his collection of books and glasses, with him being smug about it. Once Mina and Hagakure were done playing, they rushed over to Kirishima's room.

"Look, I don't have a problem with people in my room, but I just don't think you girls will get it." I shrugged and reached for the handle, turning it and opening the door. 

"Isn't it manly?" A punching bag was standing right in the middle, not really leaving room for anything else, other than the big traditional Japanese posters strewn on his wall. It was a bit of a mess, but it still remained a bit homey, in a sense. Thought I have to admit, it was pretty manly.

Shoji's room was the least interesting, for me. There was basically nothing in it, to say the most.

"So he's a minimalist," I thought, crossing my arms. "That's pretty fitting, actually."

Sero's room had been the most unexpected, for me. It was styled in a fusion of Asian-Arabian culture, big tapestries hung on the walls, bedsheets lined with the patterns of stripes, and a miniature hammock stationed on the far front wall. On his desk laid two little wooden camel statues with poorly painted on faces, which I thought was pretty cute.

"Let's go over to Todoroki's room." I walked to the door and started to open it.

"It's probably going to be pretty mundane, considering his-" But when I saw it, I almost choked on my saliva, and I started to cough, surprised.

"Woah!" Sero and Mina both exclaimed, gaping. "A Japanese-style room! You really are rich!"

"I can't relax without a tatami."

"Pretty boys do things differently, huh?" Sato sighed, slowly walking out, opening up the door to his room, the last of those on this floor. I sniffed the air and immediately perked up.

"Cake!" I yelped, hurrying to the oven. "I didn't know you installed an oven in here, Sato-kun!" He smiled awkwardly and rubbed the back of his head.

"Yeah, always buying treats can get expensive, so I make my own. I've taken up baking." He paused, looking at the clock hanging from his wall. "Speaking of which, my cake is almost done." I gulped as he got his baking mitts to take out a wonderfully decadent Japanese-style cheesecake.

"You guys can try some, if you like." I nodded vigorously and took a piece, biting a chunk out of it.

"So good!" I sighed happily, closing my eyes in pure bliss. "Sato-kun, this is amazing!" He blushed and laughed timidly. The other girls complimented his skill, and after we ate, all of us continued to the rest of the rooms.

Hagakure's living space was very... pink. 

"This is what I expected from a girl's room," Kaminari commented, looking around. Mineta rushed to one of the drawers and used his hand to waft the smell from it to his nose.

"Uhh..." I looked around at the others, who were equally as disgusted as I was. "Dude, that's gross." Hagakure kicked him out after getting a few good words in, and we moved on to Jiro.

Her room consisted of instruments of every kind, from basses, to a piano, even a drum set.

"You know how to play all these?" I asked, picking up a drumstick. She nodded and touched her earphone jacks together, timidly receiving and accepting the compliments coming from me and the others.

"The basics, at least." 

"It's because Jiro-chan's a rockin' girl!" Hagakure commented, proud of her friend.

"Me next!" Mina declared, letting us peek inside her room. "Isn't it cute?" I nodded my head, taking in all the dark pink and black ruffles, and the overall feel to it. It sure felt like Mina, that's for sure. I noticed a small headboard that she hung over her desk with picture of her friends pinned to it. I felt a heart squeeze before moving on.

"My room's not that interesting, if you can tell." Uraraka acted awkward as everyone clustered inside. My eyes caught a glimpse of an astrology board hung above her bed, as well as a small cactus plant resting upon one of her drawers, before everyone soon became bored and moved on. We planned on going to Tsuyu's room, but she wasn't feeling very well and stayed back. 

Respecting her privacy, we passed her and took a crack at Yaoyorozu's room.

"Actually," Momo started, creaking open her door. "I may have miscalculated a tiny bit-" Everyone gasped as they looked inside. There was a gigantic bed that took up most of the space in her room. It looked lavish, as if it belonged in a fancy hotel somewhere in England. 

"Yaomomo, are you secretly the Queen or something?" I heard Mina giggle, hands cupping her cheeks. "This bed is huge!" The blackette laughed and blushed.

"I was going to use more furniture, but I didn't think the room would be this small..." Yup, she's definitely a rich girl. Everyone turned to me as I guided them to my room, an oddly secluded space at the very side of the building. We went around a corner as I arrived, taking out my key card and scanning it.

"Well, it's not much, but it's something, I guess." Everyone took a look around, nodding.

"I mean, it's pretty nice actually," Sero commented, peering at the potted plant I had sat near my window. "It's a comfortable environment." Midoriya was staring at my hero poster the whole time, having a blast pointing out all the different heroes he knew. 

"I feel like it's kinda got a little bit of everything, which is so you. It's unique!" Uraraka complimented, clasping her hands together. I smiled at her, flustered.

"Thanks, but it's really not that good-" Our conversation was interrupted by Deku, who had found a small item on my bookshelf.

"Wait, you have the limited edition All Might snow globe?" he squealed, gingerly carrying it to me, placing the glass ball into my hands.

"Yes?"

"You're so lucky! I've always wanted one of these!" I shrugged and passed it to him, pushing it towards his direction.

"You can have it, if you'd like. Doesn't really affect me in any way." He gasped and started to grin from ear-to-ear, face becoming red.

"Thank you so much!" He celebrated the obtainment of the object while I just stood, smiling at him with an eyebrow cocked. 

"What a guy." Soon, the contest was over, and we all gathered in the commons to finalize the votes and cast the "Room King" their rightful title. Secretly, I'd been hoping someone would vote for me, but in the end, Sato won. I even voted for him; the cake was quality. We all chattered together, the mood rising. Some people left to retire for the night, and the traumatic events that had taken place the past few days hadn't even graced my mind.

"Guys." Uraraka interrupted our pleasant conversation, looking troubled. "Tsuyu-chan needs to see you all. It's something important, she says." Confused, I followed the rest of the group outside, meeting her just outside the building, in the grass.

"What's wrong?" Deku questioned, looking at the frog girl, standing still. 

"I can't help but say everything that comes to mind," she began, her voice cracking a little bit. "But there are times when I don't know what to say." I grew increasingly confused, looking around at everyone who had come.

"Remember what I had said at the hospital?" My mind immediately grew alert. The night of my kidnapping. My eyes creased and became softer, sympathy welling in them. This was about them breaking the rules for me, wasn't it? Coming to save me even though it wasn't necessary.

"I hardened my heart and said some hurtful things," she croaked, bowing her head even more. "To my closest friends, I decided to disregard their feelings, and put the rules before them. I just wanted for you all to be safe-" She paused, trying to regain her composure, but her voice just kept quivering.

"I was hurt when you, my dear friends wanted to go, risking your reputations and honors as students. I knew that it wasn't right, so I... had to put down the fact that yes, you were saving (L/N)-san, but for your safety, it wasn't right.

"Even so, you all went, and when I heard about it this morning, I was shocked. I thought I'd stopped you, so I was filled with disappointment and bad feelings, I didn't know what to say... I didn't feel like I could have fun talking with everyone..." My heart hurt as I stepped forwards at an attempt to slowly comfort her.

"But..." Tsuyu raised her head, revealing a water-stained face, eyes completely blurred with tears. "That made me very sad." I placed a hand over my heart, my throat filled with so many words I wanted to say to her.

"That's why I wanted to tell you, even though I couldn't gather my thoughts properly, so that I could have fun and talk with everyone again." Tears welled up in my eyes, the back of my throat burning. The same feeling I had talking with All Might had arisen again.

I told you. None of this would have happened if you weren't so incompetent. 

"(L/N)-san?" I clapped a hand over my mouth and let out a muffled sob.

"God, Tsuyu-chan, I'm so sorry," I hiccuped, my body shrinking. "You shouldn't be the one to blame, please don't cry. I forgive you. We forgive you." I turned to the group and raised a shaky fist in the air, trying to force a weak smile through all the tears.

"Everyone, let's try our best to be happy." Before we could all gather around Tsuyu, a voice cut through.

"I just have to say something to (L/N)-kun." Through my tears, I could see the figure of Iida come in front of me. He looked down, expression as cold as stone. I'd remembered all the things he'd said after I got rescued and I felt like crying more. But what surprised me was when he bowed, hands straight by his sides.

"I'm sorry!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with misery. "I was thinking about my words that I said to you when Midoriya rescued you, and I don't know what came over me! I regret making you suffer, and I realized my actions could have aided to your straying away from the path of becoming a hero. That is a sin that I can't even forgive myself for.

"(L/N)-kun! Please accept my sincerest apologizes and let me atone for my past mistakes, in any means possible!" I pressed my lips firmly together, then looked at him. 

"Tenya Iida, please. Get up." He followed the order, then watched as my face split into a smile, tears pricking my eyes. "Of course I forgive you. You're my friend. Besides, I can't hold a grudge for that long." His expression morphed into one of relief, his eyes becoming glossy. While everyone seemed to grin, there was still one thing on my mind.

"Well, since everyone is coming clean now," I sighed, looking away. "I guess I better tell you all what really happened between me and All For One."