we’ll meet again, don’t know where, don’t know when..’ you said as you were being brought to your slaughter.

He cried loud sobs and tears as you were brought away and officers had to restrict him from lunging forward and grabbing you.

That was the early 1800’s, now it’s 2020.

Bakugo, your classmate stared at you with red eyes as if he’s seen those hazel eyes.. a weird feeling rose in his chest as he stared at you.