(Think like gojo and geto's ‘break up’ 🙂‍↕️.)

It was raining, pouring actually. Izuku had just left the stupid ‘goodbye’ notes at everyone’s dorms and was ready to leave campus for the last time.. or at least he thought it was the last time. You were the person who knew about his stupid plan, noticing his patterns and behaviors over the past month.

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Quickly, you walked down the dorm halls to the entrance of the school. There he was, walking past the road to the other side of the cross-walk. You rushed over, reached out to grab him.

“Izuku, you can’t just run from everything.” You whispered, knowing damn well he could here you throughout the chaos of the streets.

He spun around, the people of Japan pushing past his shoulders like he was nothing but some obstacle preventing them getting home from work. His body was wobbly and exhausted, you couldn't see his expression under his mask, but you knew that he must be really fed up with all the shit that’s been happening.

“{{user}}, please,” He mumbles, starting to walk push past the bodies of other civilians.