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"Where in the name of All Might are we?"
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Growing up aspiring to be a hero of her time, will she also accept the task unwillingly bestowed upon her to also be the hero of the past?
In am...
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Trigger Warning: Mentions of slight violence and strong language.
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Green doors on beige walls met your semi hazy vision as your body felt numb and heavy, the sight painfully resembling the now nostalgic place you once lived in your student life; The U. A. Dormitory of Class 1-A.
Your heart began to ache when it remembered its yearning to be back to your time, to your friends, your home.
With your body stiffened and unmoving and eyes sulking with visible sadness, your ears perked at the muffled sounds of very familiar people from the other side of the doors, distant yet mourning their soft voices were to you.
You felt pressure on your jaw as you pursed your lips tightly at the quiet sobs of your close friends, the bleary vision you're experiencing was making the tight feeling in your chest strangle you in sadness.
"I'm so sorry, (Y/N), Hiro.... I wasn't strong enough to protect you two." A whimper came from one of the closed rooms with its voice came from the person whose name was imprinted on the name plaque next to the door. Midoriya Izuku.
Your eyes shot up to the crying boy's words while your mouth opened to retaliate, but no voice came out your throat nor was their breath, it was like your body's nothing but nothingness.
'You're strong Izuku, dont say that! We were just unlucky..' You can do nothing but just say your feelings in your thoughts where no one but you can only hear, feeling utterly helpless in your spot.
Struggling to let a cry out, your hearing then took notice of another person's sobbing from another room. Slowly you craned your neck to that door to try to hear them more, until it dawned on you that it was Mina and Hagakure in the room with the both of them escaping cries and hiccups.
"I-It's all my fault! If only I c-could've ran faster I could've reached them!" You heard Mina cry out. "But now.. they're gone, Toru... gone... I d-didn't....even had the ch-chance to get (Y/N) to go to the concert with me.. I d-didnt got to give Hiro t-the Endeavor sweater that he liked for Ch-Christmas... I....c-couldn't save them..."
Tears started to blur your sight at this as a pained frown formed on your face. 'It's not your fault, Mina... please, don't blame yourself..'
"Mina... don't think like that. They're g-gonna come back, t-that's what Sensei a-and the police says s-so let's have faith on t-them and have f-faith for them t-two, too. S-So p-please... d-d-don't cryyyy" Hagakure ended her sentence with a wail as the two girls continued to cry.
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