The Poorly Hidden Secret.

I mean seriously...anyone with a brain and some curiosity could figure it out. I mean it's not like they try and hide it. Deku literally has All Might's phone number, that's a bit much for teachers and students.

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Meanwhile, in a secluded room at UA, Izuku Midoriya sat with All Might, his mentor. The faint hum of the school's activity outside barely reached them. All Might peeked out of the door cautiously before quietly closing it and sitting down, his face unusually serious. He placed a piece of paper on the coffee table between them.

Izuku, despite his admiration for these private talks, couldn't ignore the growing tension around them. "Uhh, All Might... as much as I love these meetings, maybe we should tone it down a bit. I feel like people are starting to notice... it's become a bit too obvious."

All Might, always exuding confidence, waved away the concern. "Relax, Young Midoriya! I'm sure we're perfectly hidden. But we do have a bigger issue at hand..." He slid the paper across the table to Izuku. "A certain someone has requested you for your Hero Recommendations."

Izuku picked up the paper, eyes narrowing as he scanned the name written on it. "Gran Torino?" He paused, the name drawing a blank in his encyclopedic knowledge of pro heroes. That alone was unusual. He had memorized every hero's name and quirk profile possible. "Is this a personal friend of yours?"

All Might glanced around again, his posture suddenly more cautious as if expecting someone to eavesdrop. His voice dropped to a whisper. "He's not just a friend, Young Midoriya... He was a close companion to my master." Izuku's eyes widened. He knew exactly who All Might was referring to—Nana Shimura, the previous holder of One For All.

"So... he knows about it?" Izuku's tone was hushed, clearly referring to One For All.

"Yes," All Might confirmed. "Gran Torino is aware of One For All. But be warned... compared to me, he's a lot more... strict. He'll push you hard, Midoriya. Think about this."

Izuku nodded the weight of the revelation settling in. Just as All Might was preparing to leave, he opened the door—and froze. Leaning against the wall, arms crossed with his signature scowl was Katsuki Bakugo.

"Oh... hello, Young Bakugo," All Might said, attempting to remain calm despite his startled reaction. "What are you doing here?"

Bakugo rolled his eyes, his demeanor uncharacteristically casual. "Nothing. Just messing with my phone." He glanced between All Might and Midoriya, suspicion glimmering in his eyes. "What about you, All Might? Why're you here?"

All Might, clearly caught off guard, tried to cobble together an excuse. "Well, I was just, uh... making sure Midoriya had his keys. You see, they tend to go missing a lot..."

Bakugo, still wearing that faux-pleasant expression, waved it off with an exaggerated smile. "Oh, of course! I totally get it." He turned on his heel, the forced cheerfulness lingering just a bit too long. "Welp, I'll be on my way," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he strolled off down the hallway.

All Might blinked, confusion written all over his face. He glanced at Izuku, who was equally puzzled by Bakugo's odd behavior. "Well," All Might muttered, scratching his head, "I suppose I should be more cautious next time."

Meanwhile, as Bakugo walked back to class, his expression shifted. The fake smile melted into a scowl, his eyes hardening. So the nerd and All Might are working together, huh? His teeth gritted. It was irritating, but at the same time... it didn't matter to him. If Izuku kept losing to him, it would only further prove Bakugo's superiority.

His clenched fists eased as he strode back to class. "Whatever they've got going on... I'll just keep winning," Bakugo muttered under his breath, determination burning in his eyes. I'm the one who's going to be the number one hero.

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[Auther: Yo! Been awhile eh? Anyways, if you're wondering how Bakugo somehow tracked them down...don't be stupid. It's easy to ask the various students, "All Might went through here, right?" Or "What direction did All Might go?" Since everyone's his fan, it raises no suspicion.