𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨? (𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐮)

-the feeling of warmth-

It was the end of the day and everyone was leaving but izuku was the only one left in class.
He leaned back against his chair and with a pencil in his hand, tapped it in a rhythmic movement on the desk.
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening caught izukus attention. "Hey, izuku, it's time to go," Hitoshi said peeking out from the door as he held his backpack in his hands. "Yeah, alright then," Izuku replied as he stood up from his seat.
"Ok, I'll be waiting outside for you," Hitoshi said before waving him off and closing the door. Izuku sighed and swung his backpack over his shoulder and looked down pulling out an old phone that Aizawa let him use and checking his messages.

Izuku then smiled, his face a bit happier.

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"Hey Izuku, are you ready now?" Hitoshi questioned as the two walked out of the school campus. "Yeah," he then said with a slight smile on his face while looking away. *chuckling* "is it your friend?" Hitoshi chuckled. Izukus's eyes widened and looked at him before his gaze softened.
"Yeah.." he said in a soft tone. "Do you always walk home?" Izuku questioned while the two walked on the sidewalk as cars drove by and light breezes of wind cast through the city. "Mhm, I stay after hours at school since I get free tutoring or I get to hang out with the pro-hero teachers." He responded with a smirk. Izuku chuckled. "Sound like you actually like school." Hitoshi just shrugged and smiled.
"It depends on the school sometimes.. but if you go in with a good attitude knowing no one will ruin that for you, then.." Hitoshi trailed off.

"Then..?" Izuku said. "Then you got something good going for you," Hitoshi said with a wide smile. Izuku felt his heart skip a beat as he just chuckled and rested his hands on the back of his head. "Yeah~ I don't think that's happening to me anytime soon!" Izuku laughed out loud amused at his tragedy.

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"Hey Shinsou, I got someone I want to meet, tell Aizawa I'll be home soon though," Izuku said as he took a detour. "What about you?" Hitoshi said worriedly as he pushed up his backpack securely on his shoulders. "I'll be fine, like I said I'll be home soon."
"Alrighty" Hitoshi chuckled before the two separated paths.

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There Katsuki sat against an alleyway wall with his hands still bloody and a lit cigarette between his index and middle finger.
Exhaling, thick smoke blew into the air as he sighed and coughed a bit his hands jittering and shaking slightly.
Suddenly the cigarette was smacked out of his hand. "HEY!? WHAT THE-..fuck.." Katsuki then went silent.
"Seriously? Drug dealing now this." Izuku said with a stern gaze as he just sighed and sat by Katsuki's side placing his backpack on his side.

Katsuki then averted his gaze and gulped looking at the flickering cigarette on the ground before grabbing it and putting it out of the ground scrunching it up and letting go. "I-...I'm sorry." Katsuki said solemnly as he rested his head against the concrete wall and looked at Izuku.
"It's fine..just don't do it again, I've seen my fair share of smokers today.." Izuku sadly said, looking at the ground before turning his head slightly to see Katsuki's bloody hands.

"Your hurt!?" Izuku rushed as he quickly turned and grabbed Katsuki's hands shocking him. "Izu- it's nothing really. Just got in a small fight."
Katsuki said trying to suppress the situation. Izuku then yanked his hands and showed them off right in front of Katsuki's face. "Does this look like it was from a small fight!" Katsuki gulped and looked down before snatching his hands away.
"I told you! I'm fine.." Izuku rolled his eyes. "Don't give me that crap," Izuku called out before rummaging through his backpack.