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The only memories she has are of her suffering. She has tak...
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"how are you so quiet about it? your sadness, i mean. how do your hold it in your chest, in your eyes, in your teeth without letting it speak; how does it stay still?"
chapter 12
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On the day of the festival, Noa sits beside Shoto in the waiting room, brooding. Chatter is everywhere beside her; she had shoved her headphones in as soon as she got there.
Endeavor's 'pep talk' that morning was honestly traumatizing.
Shoto isn't different. He's brooding too, only it's directed. Towards Midoriya. It isn't really Izuku's fault, Shoto's anger is because of his father (as per usual).
Noa's foot taps mercilessly at the floor, annoyance and impatience driving it, making her thoughts race. It isn't until Iida slams the door open that she stands up and takes her earbuds out, stowing them in the small bag she brought. She looks up to see Shoto approaching Midoriya and calling his name.
Shit.
"Hey, Todoroki. What's up?" The boy responds nervously, picking up on Shoto's body language and tone. Every head in the room turns toward them.
"From an objective standpoint, I think it's fairly clear that I'm stronger than you."
Good lord. Noa drags her hands down her face, exasperated. This won't end well.
"Uh -um, yeah." Izuku says with a timid nod of his head.
"However, you've got All Might in your corner, helping you out."
Izuku jumps slightly, something Noa takes a mental note of. She can tell where this is going, and puts her head down on the table, resisting the urge to slam it repeatedly.
"I'm not here to pry about what's going on between you two.." Shoto looks him straight in the eyes, expression firm and angry, though it's hard to tell. "But know that I will beat you."
He glares at the boy, who's gaze dances nervously. The rest of the class looks around the room at each other, and Kaminari tries making light of the situation.
"God, what's with all these declarations of war lately?"
"Yeah, man. What's the big deal?" Kirishima asks as he stands up, placing a hand on Shoto's shoulder. Bad move, Kiri, bad move.
"Why are you picking a fight all of a sudden? We're just about to start-"
Shoto shrugs his hand off. "We're not here to make friends." He snaps, glancing towards Noa as he says it. Her brows raise. Now he's after her, too?
"Don't forget, this isn't a team effort." He's fully looking at her now. She raises her hands in defense, letting Shoto have his moment. He starts walking away, and Izuku gets this determined, almost irritated look before he speaks up.
