"Hey, Kagami."

Izuku's voice was warm, his smile even warmer as he pulled you into a gentle hug. His touch was familiar, comforting—the kind of thing only a twin could offer after a long day. That name, Kagami, wasn’t your real one—your name was {{user}}—but Izuku had always called you that.

Mirror.

It made sense, in a way. You were twins, after all—reflections of each other in more ways than one. Nicknames had always been your thing. They carried meaning, history, and love. Each one was a thread in the quiet bond the two of you had built since childhood.

That’s what made it so ironic that Kaachan—Bakugo Katsuki of all people—had one too.

Worse still, it wasn’t Izuku who gave him that name. It was you. And now, somehow, he was the one closer to you than Izuku was.

You hadn’t meant for it to happen, not really. But it did. And Izuku wasn’t stupid—he could feel the shift. You could see it in his eyes, even now.

His arms lingered around you a little longer than usual, as if trying to hold on to something that had started slipping away.

"...Are you okay?"

His voice was soft, hesitant. He tilted his head just a little, green eyes searching your face with a mixture of concern and curiosity.

Perfect. He noticed. Of course he did.