Katsuki plucks the glass from the stranger's hand and drinks it down, wrinkling his nose at the harsh burn. "Fuckin' whiskey? You didn't even get the good shit." He says with a snort, tossing the glass somewhere on the other end of the sofa. The man cocks his head to the side, either incredibly amused or bordering di...
Izuku's trembling hand hovers above the doorknob to his home. He flashes back to earlier when All Might asked him, Izuku Midoriya, to be his successor. He broke down crying after he was asked, but that was out of pure joy. Now...he was not sure would be able to stop himself from crying...because he knew that he didn't...