The show is starting

__________TIME SKIP 2 YEARS__________

It has been two years since my fight with Muscular, my daily life progressed, as usual, I thankfully stopped growing any taller, it was about time anyway I was already as tall as All Might in his Muscle form.

Standing at 2.2 meters was already a lot, my physical strength thankfully grew along with my body.

Constant training brought my body to its peak, at least the peak he could achieve without any advanced equipment. There wasn't much I could do, even lifting a car and using it as a training weight didn't do it anymore.

When I started training I wanted to become as strong as Kizaru, failing to realise just how long it would take, what it would require. My quirk definitely affected physical strength, otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten this strong in such a short span of time.

I had realised in the past that my progress would be blocked at some point. I had just hoped it would come later in life.

Now I was 15, I believed that the plot was about to start. It was just a matter of time, I wasn't going to interfere, I didn't need to save Bakugo as I already knew he would be fine.

Today I added something new to my vigilante costume. It was a marine coat with shiny shoulder pads, it had the word "Justice" boldly written on the back, I was wearing it as a cape.

I wanted to add this for a long time. The reason I couldn't was that I had to save a lot of money and find someone that would create a custom made outfit for an anonymous buyer.

Now I stood around and watched a giant villain wrecking some buildings. Remembering this scene, I realized this was the hero Mountain Lady's debut. Where she stole Kamui's spotlight.

If that was true, then Midoriya was somewhere behind the crowds of people observing the situation.

I guess I'll put on a little show, as I could see Mount Lady charging in about to grow in size, I jump on the villains head and put my fingers towards his eyes.

Using Amaterasu at full force, leaving the villain blinded, as he was clutching his eyes I jumped away just as Mount Lady drop kicked him.

I could already see some wood extending towards me, it was obviously not an excited fan. I jumped around Kamui's Lacquered Chain Prison.

Then I felt Mount Lady's hand extending towards me, I jumped on it. Running up her shoulder, cape flailing around behind me I started getting bored.

Jumping on another nearby building I said.

"Well, that was fun. See you guys another time."

They tried to stop me, but I was just playing around with them. I flashed away just as their combined attacks were about to reach me.

I think I gave the media a nice show, but the show was only meant for one person. Izuku should have seen the exchange, he left him a few clues in it.

I decided to not show up at school, leave the pot stirring a bit.

__________POV Narration__________

Midoriya was writing down more information about the heroes in his notebook. He had seen the whole scene transpire.

Their encounter with the vigilante made him a bit confused, Yellow Flash looked familiar to him. The most concerning thing was one of the attacks he used, it looked eerily similar to his friend Allan.

Maybe his friend just liked the vigilante, styling one of his attacks after him. Yeah, that must be it...

He, at first, subconsciously chose to ignore the apparent height similarity between the two, he didn't want to imagine his friend doing such dangerous stunts.

Going to school he decided to talk to Allan, he needed to ask him some things. The more he thought about the vigilante the more he started to compare the Yellow Flash to Allan.

There were too many similarities.

When Izuku reached school he was a bit late to his first class, he waited an hour to go check on Allan, concentrating on what was being taught was hard.

On his lunch break, he tried to find Allan. Upon reaching his classroom all he could see was Allan's empty seat, that made his unease even worse.

After bringing out his courage Izuku decided to ask one of his classmates if he knew anything about Allan. The answer he got was even more concerning.

"Oh, Allan? He sometimes misses class. The teachers got used to it since he still has the highest grades in our class." Was the answer he got.

Meaning he doesn't always go to school. What was he doing with his free time?