1-A Goes Online

Chapter 4: Bonding

Even though classes were online, they were still boring as usual. Izumo had slept throughout Izuku's first three classes, and woke up in the middle of Izuku's fourth class, Modern Hero Arts History, with Midnight. Izuku's and Izumo's father had gone during Izuku's second lesson, so they didn't need to worry about him as he usually came home past midnight. Izumo had immediately gone to hug his older brother, who was writing notes in a very organised way. He had highlighted key boxes of information, and nothing was crossed out. Straight lines had made boxes on the page. Izumo knew not to jump on and scare Izuku when he was writing notes, as it annoyed the older boy as the pen would slip from his hand and create a messy line through his work almost every time. Izuku never showed the annoyance, but Izumo could see straight through his brother's eyes. Izumo found his hearing aids and attempted to put them in himself. After about a minute, he had gotten both in and went to tap his brother's shoulder. Izuku turned his head to face Izumo and smiled,
"What's up, buddy?" he said, noticing that the hearing aids weren't where he had put them, nor were they in Izumo's hands. He assumed the boy had managed to put them in on his own. Izuku put down his pen and Izumo, knowing that Izuku wasn't going to accidentally scribble on his work now that the pen wasn't in his hands, jumped onto Izuku lap and wrapped his small hands around the older boy's neck.
"Awww! Who's the little one, Midoriya? He's so cute!" the voice belonging to Midnight said, giggling with excitement. Izuku unmuted himself and ruffled his brother's hair.
"He's my little brother." Izuku replied. He leaned down and grabbed one of his old analysis books, and passed it to Izumo. "I'm guessing you finished the other one." Izuku said. Izumo smiled and sat on Izuku's bed and began to read.
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When all the classes were over.
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Izuku waved a goodbye and clicked the 'Leave Meeting' button. He looked at the corner of his laptop. After checking the time, he closed his laptop and went to the living room, where Izumo was watching his favourite cartoon.
"Hey, Izumo? You want some noodles?" Izuku asked, heading towards the kitchen.
"You know I do!" Izumo replied, jumping off the couch and heading towards the older sibling.
"All right, all right. Go sit down, then. It'll be ready in about ten minutes." Izuku said, grabbing two packets of noodles from the cupboard.
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After they ate
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"Izuku, I don't get how you make noodles so good!" Izumo said, a smile drawn onto his face.
"Thanks, guess I have a lot of experience." Izuku replied and smiled. He loved to see his brother happy. It made him forget about their father, it made all his problems go away. Izuku cherished each and every moment of it. Izumo happily gulped down his noodles and placed his dish into the sink, standing on his toes to reach the sink, though. Izuku giggled a little at his brother's attempt, before scooping the remains of his noodles in the food bin and going to wash the dishes. Izumo went to Izuku's room, and came back a few seconds later with Izuku's sketchbook, Izumo's notepad and a few stationary equipment. Izuku finished cleaning up the dishes, and sat on a stool and began to let his imagination take over his hand movements as he drew.

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Words: 659
I apologise for the wait, but I've been struggling with motivation on this book. I'm not discontinuing this, but it may take a little longer for chapters to come out. They may be fairly shorter as well. I usually aim for about 1000 words per chapter, but if I'm struggling on ideas, I'll try to get at least 500 words in a chapter. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Bye!