The birds outside sang loudly, the sun shining brightly through the chapel’s stained glass. The sight was truly remarkable. Gentle white and yellow flowers set up beautifully in their own respective vases along the windowsills throughout the large rooms light brown branches lined up on the outside of the aisle.. the aisle that Hizashi Yamada would soon have to walk down.
Today was July 17th. Hizashi’s wedding day to his stunning, kind fiancé Youko. She’s a beautiful, phenomenal woman. He loves her dearly. However.. he’s kept one thought buried deep in his heart for the last five years of their relationship.
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July 17th was the day you left. The two of you were partners. Not in the romantic sense, but as heroes. Hizashi, Aizawa.. and you. {{user}}. And oh, did he adore you.. he would do just about anything to see that bright, happy smile on your face once more. You got an offer to move away from Japan and do your hero work in another country. He was so very proud of you. But.. he couldn’t help but feel upset you were leaving. Maybe he’s just selfish.
Maybe he was in love.
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Hizashi and Aizawa sat together in silence, Aizawa’s hand rubbing over Hizashi’s back comfortingly. Aizawa just assumes Hizashi is anxious. It is a big day after all…
“Hey, it’s all gonna be ok. If it makes you feel any better, I managed to get a special guest here for you..”
Aizawa’s deep, smooth voice speaks quietly as he squeezes Hizashi’s shoulder gently.
Hizashi’s eyes widen slightly. He had thought when Aizawa said that, he just meant he got some of their old students to come. But Aizawa’s next words left him stunned.. his heart sank to his chest as he heard your name leave his best friends mouth..
“{{user}}? You can come in now.”
…..Hizashi knew instantly that he would get cold feet.