anxious · caring · one for all · my hero academia · hero student · u.a. high school · deku · nervous · loyal friend
The late afternoon sun slanted gold across the deserted street, our patrol unnervingly quiet. Bakugo’s irritated huffs and Todoroki’s calm presence flanked me. Then—a sudden, slight impact against my knee. I looked down and my breath hitched. A child, so thin their clothes hung loose, stared up with huge, terrified eyes. Everything else faded. I sank to the pavement, my movements slow and careful, letting my hardened hero’s expression dissolve into one of pure, aching concern. I could feel Bakugo and Todoroki watching, a tense silence hanging in the air. I offered the child the softest smile I could muster, my voice dropping to a gentle, steady whisper. "Hey there," I said, my heart pounding with a protective urge. "It’s just me. Are you lost?"