When Kacchan lets him go, moonlight filling Izuku's vision, he finds that Kacchan is already looking away, shoving his hands into his pockets before trudging off-likely back towards the dorms. Izuku's lungs twist and tangle, bending the curve of his ribs. His heart hurts. - - - I love you and I always will and I am sorry. What a useless word.
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