_The_Bonk_King_23
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Photos are precious, much like people or memories, they hold significance in time, that nothing else ever will.
They capture a single moment forever, and keep it safe.
Memories become a treasure, in the safe embrace of time.
People are precious, people are crumbling, people leave quickly, barely a trace.
Photos are proof someone was there.
Photos are proof when your mind is no longer reliable.
Photos are everything to Izuku midoriya, now that he's lost all else.
It now pains him to smile, to walk and to breathe, his photos heal and haunt him.
A reminder that he's no longer capable of those simple talents, but proof that he once was.
He only wonders, how many people will remember him once he's gone?
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Woah so that was probably a terrible summary thing. So yah, I'm starting up another story cause why not? I still haven't done my oneshots book but I like writing these books better since it's like a continuous story line...and such...am I making sense? Anyway so yah this will be super sad and fluffy. I will put warnings if I believe a chapter could be triggering...if that makes sense?