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At the age of five, Bakugo was half-a-head taller than Midoriya.
While Midoriya was still pondering upon this childish difference, Bakugo came and said: "You'll get taller eventually" in such a gentle way, gave Midoriya his milk, in return was Midoriya's left over jelly.
Will I be as tall as you? Little Midoriya asked, looking at the smiling Bakugo with wide opened-eyes, bashfully drank the sweet milk bit by bit.
Sure. Bakugo nodded, raised his arms high with the spoon full of jelly still in one hand.
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At the age of fifteen, Bakugo was a-head taller than Midoriya.
Instead of consoling Midoriya like he used to when they were five, Bakugo then smiled wryly: "Not only useless but you're also a dwarf eh Deku?!", flung away the cup of milk Midoriya just brought, didn't even bother to say sorry. What a shame, your milk has drained out.
Yeah, what a shame - Midoriya laughed off - but your jelly's still fine, held a bowl of jelly in his other hand and nicely placed it in Bakugo's.
"I forgot to bring you a spoon, wait me a moment okay?"
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At the age of eighteen, Bakugo was still a-head taller than Midorya. Even in the after years, Bakugo was still a-head taller than Midoriya. Until the age of twenty four, suddenly Bakugo couldn't got any taller. Up to the next two years, Midoriya has been two-head taller than Bakugo. But in the contrast of the expectations when he was small, Midoriya wasn't happy. At the age of twenty nine thirty, Midoriya stopped growing. In addition, he also wanted to quit being a hero. Silently, he left everything behind on those last days of his' twenty nine years old. And as unforeseen as the way Bakugo died at the age of twenty four, Midoriya Izuku, disappeared.
"It's always the same, you're always one step ahead further than me Kacchan."
--End--