𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐘.
(n.) a moment when you suddenly feel that you understand, or suddenly become conscious of something that is important to you.
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 - sydney suzuki learns that home can be a person, too.
✧.* i. midoriya / original chara...
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- TODOROKI DRAGGED IZUKU away to a secluded hallway- izuku glancing back and shooting a look of 'please help me,' as he followed.
i smiled pitifully, waving as i turn back and begin trudging to recovery girl. after fifteen minutes of being lost through the long winding white halls and slapping a hand over my mouth to prevent the bile from escaping my body, i finally reached the makeshift nurses office that was set up for the sports festival.
recovery girl huffed a sigh, muttering as she struck conversation with someone inside. another voice- a man's, one that sounded suspiciously like all might's, but with less enthusiasm and volume- filled the quiet room.
i knocked on the door hesitantly.
"yes?" recovery girl says, "what is it?"
i sigh shakily, "um, may i come in?"
recovery girl is silent, but after a few seconds of quiet shuffling and the sharp drawing of a curtain, recovery girl gives the okay for me to slide open the door.
i smile weakly, sinking into a nearby chair with a small huff, "hi, again."
"suzuki. overdone your quirk again, did you?" she purses her lips, scooting her chair closer to mine and kissing my forehead gently, "you ought to be more careful. these headaches are dangerous."
i smile, slouching even further into the chair as the pain melts away, "thats what 'zuku's always telling me..." i mumble tiredly.
☁️ NINE YEARS AGO
» "thank you, auntie inko!" sydney exclaims, bringing up a hand to touch her braided hair, watching inko style it in the mirror.
she smiles warmly, patting sydney's head and holding out a small pile of hair-clips in her palm for sydney to choose from. "of course! are you excited for izuku's birthday party?"
"mhm! i wanna go really high on the swings!"
she gasps, "isn't that a little scary? i remember you being quite afraid of heights."
sydney giggles, "not anymore! all might isn't scared of the swings, so neither am i!"
"how do you know all might isn't scared?"
"because... 'zuku said so!"
"ah, of course." inko laughs, "all done! you like it?"
sydney grins, leaning forward into the mirror and staring at her braided hair. she runs her fingers over the soft strands and through her styled bangs, turning her head and watching how certain parts of her hair get lighter under the bathroom light.
