The sound of heavy rain hitting hard surfaces was all that heard, as the smell of the rain was all that filled your nose. Was that a tear that fell down your cheek, or a rain drop?

Izuku sat still looking at you, his hand stuck in his hair. His face was covered with blood, was it someone else's or his own? All he could do was stare at you.

"You—" He cut himself off, tears welling up in his eyes. His lip quivered, as his chest heaved. He almost offered a hand, but did he deserve your affections? He wasn't sure. You knew he did, though. That's why you ran into him, and hugged him as hard as you could.