The weather can be fickle, Arashi Shirakumo knows that better than most.
When she joins Class 1-A, she expects life to be much of the same, everchanging bullshit. Simple in it's monotony.
Reality is anything but simple however, and she finds herself...
When she gets there, the amount of relief that washes over her has her crying immediately....
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Midoriya's fine, Todoroki is fine, they're okay. But there wasn't a sign of Tenya anywhere just yet. And by the rich smell of blood still hanging thick in the air, enough to the point that Arashi swears she could taste it– she just hopes he's not as injured as the alleyway makes her believe.
"Midoriya!" She waves him down. He looks up from where he's being carried and smiles at her.
"You guys came." His face, though thoroughly beaten and scratched looks relieved. Arashi can't help but mirror his expression as she slows to a stop in front of him.
"Of course we came, I'm sorry we didn't come sooner-" Midoriya shakes his head,
"It's okay, the fact that you came at all means a lot to me." Aria smiles at him before she notices Todoroki and Sachiko talking with hushed voices. Arashi, just as she turns to follow her gaze, sees a very familiar tuft of blue in the corner of her eye.
And in that moment, her heart squeezes, twists so much that she's sure it's turned inside out, veins exposed, somewhere in her ribcage. Her world narrows to a point, to a single color as she feels herself drawn towards it, like a moth taking to light. She can't seem to breathe, her hands shake. He was...
"Iida you....you.." Arashi doesn't think she can breathe, seeing him standing there, head bowed looking so...dejected. So hurt. Her arms shoot out in front of her before she has a chance to really react to what she's about to do.
The voice in her head chides her for her weakness, His arms are injured idiot, you can't exactly hug him right now...
She slows to a stop in front of him, arms flinching back to her sides as she clears her throat, trying to think of something, anything to say.
"...You're bleeding" Nice one Rashi...
Iida huffs, not really seeming to notice that she's standing there in front of him. His arms forced to his side, limp, devoid of that great energy he once had. Which really worries her. He's always been so attentive to everyone's presence before. What's wrong now? She hears his breath hitch first, a quiet sob forcing its way out of his chest, broken, like he's trying to conceal it. He looks up, tears streaming down his face.
To say Arashi is surprised is an understatement. She has never seen Iida act so...so broken before since she's met him. Her heart breaks as she realizes that she looks past her, and at the group behind her, so she steps to the side slightly and watches. Intently as Tenya Iida bows and apologizes with all he's worth. Arashi wants to cry along with him, but she quickly wipes her eyes before a tear could even roll down her cheek. She knew that he was there, knew that he could be in danger, could be hurt, and to see that he is all those things, all at once, is overwhelming. Terribly so. But he was safe, now he was safe. The trouble had been tied up, casted off to the side, they were surrounded by pros that knew what they were doing, that could help. And that's honestly more than she could ever ask for.
