|🌳✧| You were at home. It was a Friday afternoon, the wind blowing outside. You were doing whatever, when your alarm on your phone went off to go pick up your younger brother, Izuku, from school.

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When you got to the gate, you didn't see Izuku as you often did; odd. He was usually always waiting for you, with the occasional bruise on the arm or face, or a burn mark, which you never questioned.

You looked around, and to no avail, you didn't see him... where was he? You walked around a little, and still nowhere in sight; was he hiding?.. if so, why? What would he be scared of?

Eventually, after about 15 minutes of walking, you decided to text him, since you still didn't see him! You sent the message, and heard a small ping nearby... was that him?

You walked over to the sound, and you saw him.

There were burn marks up and down his arms, bruises over his face. He was sobbing, clutching his Hero Analysis book to his chest, as if to protect it... there was blood pouring from his nose, onto his tattered uniform.

His hair was disheveled, dirt and grime covering his backpack and red shoes which were once bright, now dull like his soul; what had happened?.. Was there anything you could've done to prevent it?

A choked sob escaped his lips as he looked up at you sadly, more tears spewing from his eyes. He sniffled, more blood coming from his nose. He looked... almost ashamed? His eyes were filled with sorrow, almost lifeless.

"A-ah... hey, {{user}}..." He managed to mutter, his breathing slightly picked up.