"Hey, (name)?" You perked up at the sound of his voice. "Yeah?" You cleared your throat. "Why are you so nice to me? I'm- I'm possessing you!" Yet again, those same tears stung your eyes. "Because, you're a person. It doesn't matter if you are a ghost now, you were once human, and you're such a good ghost too. Not like the ones in stories." You pulled on a pair of bright red Osiris' and stood up. "Hey, how do you feel about going on a walk?" A sob escaped your lips, it was high pitched, but it wasn't your own. "I-I'd love that! Let's go." You smiled, tears staining your cheeks red. You found out something's about Izuku, things that happened before he died. Like his best friend- well, he was more of his bully, but they were friends, and he likes to think of 'Kacchan' as his friend. It's quite sweet actually. He said that Kacchan had spiky blonde hair, but it was softer than it looked. Izuku said he had poofy green hair, chubby cheeks and four freckles on each cheek. You had imagined him before, but could never get an understanding of what he really looked like.
After you had slipped out of the house you headed straight for the park not that far from your house. "Izuku, do you like parks?" People that you passed gave you strange looks as you spoke to the ghost that was possessing you. "Y-yes!" He managed to spill, his own boyish voice passing through your lips. "This Park is special to me, a very nice married couple always come here and tell me about their son. He's a bit hot-headed. At least- that's what his mother says, she also mentioned that he's a bit of a brat." You smiled at the thought, looking back at that day, the look on her face was priceless.
Izuku nodded, of course you wouldn't be able to know, see, or feel that he did that. He listened to you rant on and on about ridiculous things that have happened at this park before stopping. Izuku stared wide eyed at the scene before him- it was just as green and lovely as it was all those years back! He cried out, a park that he once used to visit everyday stood before him. "Izuku? What's wrong? I'm- you're crying?" The boy used his arm to wipe his eyes- which also had been your arm and your eyes. Once he had dried his tears he heard a familiar voice.
"(Name)! Over here, dear!" Mitsuki's voice blurted from across the park. You spun around to see her waving from a bench with two boys, one being her lovely husband, the other you didn't know. You jogged over to the three, giving Mitsuki a questioning look. "Who's this?" You asked, pointing at the spiky haired blonde boy, he had a striking resemblance to Mitsuki, maybe this was her brother? Younger brother? "This is my son!" She wrapped her arms around the boys shoulders, grinning widely at you. "Wha-!? Get off me, old hag!" You were taken aback by his foul mouth, she said he had a temper but you didn't think it was that bad! "Shut your mouth, Katsuki! Be respectful!" She smacked him on his head hard enough for his head to jerk. Immediately after you saw small sparks come out of his hand. "You wanna fight, old woman!?" His loud voice scared off some young children that had been playing near you guys. "KATSUKI!" Sparks started to fly out of her palms, the same as katsuki. Izuku's soft voice came flying out of your mouth. "Ka-Kacchan!" Both porcupines stopped fighting and turned to you. "What did you just say?" Mitsuki asked, "I swear I just heard deku.." katsuki questioned, both of them had confusion written on their faces. "W-Wait- you! You're kacchan! Izukus- you're Izukus best friend!" The boy growled at you, wrapping his fingers around your shirt collar. "The hell did you just say, extra?" He huffed, his grip on your shirt getting tighter. "I am not that cowards friend. He-" you could hear his voice crack as he spoke. "He killed himself." Katsuki's red eyes became glossy as they filled up with tears. You instinctively wrapped your arms around him, in turn he wrapped his around your waist, crying into your shoulder. Mitsuki has never seen her son so weak, he hugged a complete stranger because she mentioned his childhood friend. His DEAD childhood friend. "You smell like him. You- you feel like him. You remind me of him.." he held back his tears, sniffling harshly, he hiccuped and cried some more.
"Kacchan.. please don't cry." Izuku spoke in a soothing tone, one that could have been used as a lullaby on its own. "Deku?" He pulled away from you to look into your eyes. They had the same determined glint his used to- and he could see small specks of green becoming larger and larger. "I'm sorry, Kacchan. I'm sorry for what I did."
"Deku... I missed you."