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Flashes of red and blue. Incoherent yelling. How many times has he been the cause of this familiar sight?
A mix of voices but his brain automatically tuned in on the one that was always by his side.
“Kacchan! Kacchan!”
What an annoying combination of vibrations and vocal cords, he thought.
“Kacchan, don't worry! I’ll save you!”
Save? Who could that quirkless crybaby ever fucking save?
He must have heard wrong.
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Flashes of red and blue. Incoherent yelling. How many times has he dropped everything to rush to the scene of this familiar sight?
A mix of bodies and awfully-dyed hair, but his tiny legs took him instinctively to the mess of blonde spikes that was always by his side.
“D-deku.”
Stop talking, idiot. I-I’ll save you. I definitely will, he thought, holding back tears.
“I-I’m sorry.”
Sorry? Is that word even in his vocabulary? He must have hit his head really hard. Oh god. Oh god.
He must have heard wrong.