Once Izuku and Uraraka made it to the common area of the dorms, they both sat on the couch. Or, Izuku tried to, at least. "No, sir, you have a bed to get to. Go on, lay down!" Uraraka muttered, shooing him to his room. He stopped outside the door, and turned back to her, pecking her lips before entering his room and closing the door behind him. He changed into some shorts and a tee before turning off his light and getting comfortable under the covers of his bed. He turned over on his side, wide awake. This is pointless. It's obvious that I can't fall asleep. For what reason, I don't know, but I just can't. I haven't been able to for the past few days. Maybe I'm still on edge? But from what? The battles been over for a while now-Izuku's thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking on his balcony door. He froze, terror running through him, and he looked over at the balcony. He instantly shot out of bed, and walked backward towards his door, not wanting to allow himself to get attacked from behind. He'd shot out of bed for a reason-there was a note on his door, and he didn't like the sound of it. We aren't finished with you. Not all of us were caught. We'll see you soon, Izuku Midoriya. He opened his door, and was about to call for his girlfriend, but thought better of it. If he did, and if the person who had knocked was still outside, that would put Uraraka in deep trouble. So, he closed his door, took a picture of the note, and sent it to All Might, trying not to let panic and fear consume him. The final battle had been won. The villains had been caught. Who else was out there right now, planning a move against Izuku, waiting for the right moment to strike? He looked downa t his phone, and read to himself, Go into the commons area, young Midoriya, so Aizawa and I can sort this out. If there's any sort of commotion, run, and don't look back. Izuku nodded as if the former pro could see him, and then responded with, Ok. Thanks, All Might. He then went into the commons area, quietly, and went over to Uraraka. She was about to ask him what was wrong, but he held a finger to his lips, and showed her the picture of the note. She covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes displaying absolute fear and worry. He then showed her the texts to All Might about it. She nodded, and they both stood next to each other, hand in hand, ready to run if they had to.