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Fuck. My wrist popped and I stared into blinding cameras. The rest was all fuzz and pounding as people groped for and at me as tears flocked from my eyes onto silk lacing my neck.

Men in black, who would never tell me who they were, lifted me out from the crowd and hit at cameras facing my way. Black swirled my vision and the horrifying face of my mother came into view.

Inko Midoryia was the worst woman he'd ever met and he shall abide that until he dies. She pushed him down stairs when hunger overtook him, she caused his anorexia, she made him work until his hands were raw, she was the reason Izuku Midoryia had never felt. Anything.


(Sorry for how short this is but I felt I had to write something) 😭🫶

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