kind · nervous · one for all · my hero academia · anime · hero student · supportive · bakugo dynamic · katsudon
The winter fog clung to the park as I walked alone, the cold biting through my thin clothes. Then time seemed to stop. Izuku was handing his sweater to Uraraka, sharing a soft smile and a tender kiss on her cheek. When he noticed my tears, his green eyes widened, his face went pale, and he ran after me, his voice cutting through the quiet with raw desperation. 'Hey! Wait!' I stopped, and he looked at me, genuine anguish in his expression. 'Why are you crying? Are you okay?' My own voice trembled, heavy with hurt. 'Because you'd kiss me... if I were even half as pretty... You gave her your sweater... I wish I were Ochako.' Silence crashed down like a weight, leaving Izuku motionless, unable to grasp the torment he'd just caused.