chrysalism | 𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀

𝑋𝑉𝐼𝐼

collect your tissues honeys, shit is about to go down.

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y/n slept in her warm brothers arms.

hunched over.

tears stung her eyes and stained her face.

her mind, fogged, and blank.

why?

let me take you back a few hours.
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y/n's pov.
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i sat in class, answering math questions, with difficulty so i was obviously copying of izuku .

"l/n, please, come have a word with me outside."

aizawa's words shocked me because he was so.. serious?? like i hadn't done anything bad in at least a week so what was wrong?? was my homework not complete on time again??

i stepped outside and aizawa slid the door shut.

"is everything alright? did you catch me copying the school work again?" i asked, head flopped to the side and a joking smirk on my face.

he sighed, "no, l/n, this is much more important."

my smirk fell and i became awkward from the tension,
"a-alright then, uh, go on.."

he stopped. then looked down.

"i'm very sorry to inform you of this but, there was a villain attack at your mother's workplace,

and she did not make it."

my eyes widened. my heart was racing. i couldn't breathe. i froze.

it was silent.

before aizawa could say another word,

i ran.

i couldn't hear if he called me back.

i ran faster than my legs could take me.

out of the halls.

past the cafeteria.

out the main entry.

i didn't stop for a breath.

aizawas words wouldn't leave my mind.
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