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"NO! NO! SHO, PLEASE, NO!"
Y/N wailed, trying to touch him again, finding that her fingers just passed through him as they always had.
"What's wrong?" the girl panicked, turning to Midoriya. "How come I can touch you, but not Shoto? Am I a ghost again?"
She was aware of her breaths rushing, and a cloud of anxious hyperventilation blurring her vision with a mess of tears. The green-haired boy shook his head slowly.
"Y/L/N ... I don't think it's you who's the ghost this time," he said gently, one hand placed on her shoulder to prove his point. "It's Todoroki."
The two words hit Y/N harder than the car had [A/N - i cannot believe i just wrote that], but her panic lifted as she came to a simple realisation.
"I can bring him back."
"What? Y/L- Y/N, no! You just went through so much pain, and we don't even know if you're his anchor-"
"I can bring him back," the girl repeated, standing to wipe her eyes and plant her feet in a ready stance. "Because my Quirk is Necromancy. I can't bring myself back alone, but I can sure as fuck bring him back. And I will."
Y/N had been practicing resurrecting dead things since she was a kid - if they had died in the last 24 hours, she could do it with no problem. She'd been a little out of practice in the past ten years.
