wind.
wind was all Kirishima could hear.
his tears streaming down his face, he could only keep running and looking for his friend.
surely he wouldn't be at his house. and even if he was, there was no way of the red head getting in.
so he kept running.
trees was all his eyes could see
tall ones, old ones, baby ones.
even though he only saw them for a moment, he felt as if he soon knew everything about them. as if he'd been staring for forever.
trees.
he soon went too far.
Bakugou still wasn't anywhere to be seen.
trees.
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as Kirishima walked back, he got more time to look at his surroundings. it was a beautiful place, he must admit.
but it felt so...
empty.
devoid of color, or soul.
life without life.
he could tell nobody ever came here, but it still didn't make sense.
what was missing?
that's all he could think of.
what was gone?
what could fix it?
could he fix it?
could anybody fix it?
and through the forest he went.
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- im back. woah. okay.
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Fanfiction- bakugou angst, because why not - a story of love and loss. where words are more powerful then anything. - kiribaku - tw- (implied) depression and eating disorders. you have been warned. / i also want to mention that the cover art IS mine! /
