"you can't, you can't, you can't " izuku has heard that every single day from everyone, from his classmates, to his former friend, to his teachers, from even his own mother. but all of them are gonna learn something, the definition of the human spir...
Author note: I'm in a good mood, since after 3 days of bullshit, I finally got to go for some window shopping.
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Got myself a Huntrix hoodie and the two characters I romantically pair together as key chains. Why not Rumi? Because fuck Rumi, keep that neurotypical girl away from my ADHD coted queen Zoey, and my Autism coted queen Mira. Why the hate on Rumi? Because I hate Politrix, I hate that they romantically involve the 3 when all I want to do is read some stories of only Zoey x Mira, but every. Single. Fucking. Story. I find on AO3 is politrix. But anyways new chapter yay＼(ﾟ∀ﾟ)／
*It was finally the next day, the dance was over, and Izuku's promise was fulfilled. We see him in his dump workshop, sleeping on the floor, using his arm as a pillow while Mei sleeps on his couch using the armrest as a pillow, and Izuku's jacket as a blanket. Izuku was having the most magnificent dreams of flying next to Tony Stark and Riri Williams, as equals. But all good things come to an end as he was shaken awake.*
Inko: Wake up Izuku.
Izuku: Mh... why the hell are you in my room?
*Izuku muttered with a yawn as he sat up straight and stretched until he heard his bones pop. The arm he was using as a pillow was feeling all tingly after finally having proper circulation of blood in it. Izuku rubbed his eyes as his vision was failing him, and his head was pounding with a headache. Inko looked at her son with nothing but disappointment behind her gaze as she spoke in a firm tone.*
Inko: Because we're not in your room. Now you've got some explaining to do mister.
Izuku: Ok, just lower your voice. I'm pretty sure somebody spiked the punch last night and I have such a headache.
*Izuku said as he rubbed his temple with two fingers and stood up, his mouth felt so dry, he needed something to drink ASAP. So Izuku ignored his mother and went to his mini fridge. He opened it and took out a bottle ot water, opening it and drinking the whole thing in one go, his headache felt worse because of it, but my god did it feel so good to have a nice bottle of cold water wash down his throat. Inko still had her arm crossed not liking the relaxed attitude of Izuku given what happened last night, the boy should be filled with shame over what he did. Inko became angrier as Izuku walked past her to get some fresh air, making Inko believe he was ignoring her. In reality, he just wanted to have this conversation outside so they wouldn't wake up Mei, the girl needed her sleep. But yes, also the fresh air. Izuku took a deep breath, enjoying the air of his country when of course, Inko finally spoke again wanting her answers now.*
Inko: Then tell me what happened last night from what you can remember
Izuku: Fine, fine. I remember talking to Ibara Shiozaki for a bit before going back to the table...
*Izuku started as he grabbed an old car seat and dragged it to the shadows, sitting down on it. Inko looked a little annoyed that Izuku only did that for himself and didn't offer her a seat. But to be fair, Izuku was dealing with a hangover right now. He's not exactly in the right headspace. And so Izuku started telling the tale of how the night that felt infinite finally ended, not with a whisper but with a crescendo.*
