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April 24th
He’s going to do it. He’s the strongest one out there. He’ll end this disaster and we’ll go back to being classmates and life will go back to normal. We’re going to smile again. We’re going to graduate together and become pro heroes.
Right… Right?
I was trying so hard to convince myself and it was very difficult to keep it together, especially when I was still in my short circuit status. As Yaomomo helped me to walk, our eyes were glued to the tiny screen in her hands. The more I watched him, the more the possibilities crept up on me. But isn’t that supposed to be the other way around? Am I not supposed to have faith in this?
I had seen it all, not only Midoriya. Bakugou between death and life, Hado-senpai, who I said would be just fine, full of wounds and I even recognized Jirou; unconscious on the ground, far out of my vision, with a shade of burgundy covering where her ear should be. The problem was that they were all focused on victory despite the pain, but I was only running away because I was scared. They were dying, fighting for millions of lives and here I was, easily losing hope with just a sprained ankle.
“The footage of Midoriya-san has gone dark again!” Yaomomo said. I hadn’t even realized that, I was haunted by the image of the monstrous looking Midoriya, the one on the verge of death yet fueled with strength to keep going. And that image was the reason why, something felt odd. This guy was the strongest among all of us. So, why was I still in doubt…?
Without thinking, the words rolled out of my mouth.
“Yaomomo… You know, that one trope in comics…? Where characters like me and Kirishima… Keep saying ‘I trust that guy no matter what’ and stuff?” My sentences were coming out slow and shaky and I had no idea what I was saying. The circuit and my thoughts were kind of blended together.
“I’m not too familiar with those works.” She stated, a little confused.
“I guess you don’t read Shounen...” There was a short pause as I tried to use my last working brain cells to gather my thoughts together. “Midoriya’s the strongest in the whole world right now.” I gulped as I tried to continue. “So why is it that…” I couldn’t even form a sentence. It felt like it would hurt my whole soul if I talked, my mouth was having a hard time staying open, trembling slightly.
“… I still don’t have that feeling… As when All Might would say ‘It’s fine now’?” My voice was wobbly as hell and it felt like I could fall apart any second.
“Yaomomo…” Tears were running down my face, like, crazy. Since the first day, I had kept myself calm. I kept going, but now, right at the end, I felt like a traitor.
“Does being worried mean I don’t trust him?”
That was when, I knew I was at my lowest. There was no denying. I was buried in despair.