Izuku Midoriya. That was his name. The boy who possesses you. It was strange, he never did anything with or to your body, he was just there. He had already told you, he doesn't want to go back, go back to where you ask? Hell. That's the only reason he's still using you. Izuku didn't seem like the kind of person to land himself in hell, so you didn't know exactly why he was there. But you did know one thing. Call his name, three times- spoken and unbroken. (Beetlejuice reference.) "Izuku Midoriya. Izuku Midoriya. Izuku Midoriya." You spoke aloud, surely he could hear you. "U-um- ye-es?" Your mouth moved, but a voice that was not your own came out. "Izuku, how did you end up in hell?" You questioned, a small smile gracing your lips. "I can't say.. But you can- you can try to guess..?" His voice cracked towards the end, you had learned he wasn't too confident and had a hard time speaking. "Ok, let's see.. theft?" No. He didn't sound like the kind the kind to steal. "O-oh! No! I would never!" You smiled again at this, he should have been a hero, he was such a good boy. "Think of something- something unusual, I guess. Something that the Bible would put you in hell for?" You thought for a moment before speaking. "You were gay?" You could sense Izuku tensing you already at this. "Gah! No! I did have a crush on my friend for a while.. but it was never more than that! I did something else! Something- sad? I guess." You perked you at this, "no.. Izuku? Did you kill yourself?" He let out a whining noise and you felt tears sting your eyes. But it wasn't you crying. It was him. "Awh. Izuku. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up in the first place. I won't push you any further." you sighed, bringing up one finger you wiped the tears coming out of your eyes, the skin there didn't feel like your own, it didn't feel like you were touching your cheek. "Hey. Look, it's four thirty, that means all mights interview will be starting soon!" You tried to cheer him up, jogging off to the couch and setting up the tv.