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Oh? What's wrong, did something happen? 【 cocking his head, ofc he noticed the flustered state but not the obvious pain omfl 😭💀 】 Ah, I'm glad you've been good! You seem pretty capable, but I always worry when I don't hear from ya!

【 wearing his iconic big, toothy grin, not seeming aware of how,,,, brittle,, the other was. He just seems happy to be with Rody again. 】 Oh, y'know, the usual shtuff 【 he shrugs 】what about you??

【 laughing, setting him down with a ruffle of his hair and a hardy slap to his back. 】 It's been good!!! I've missed ya, man!! 🥺🥺🥹

( i haven't been kiri in ages forgive me yall aksksls )

【 running up to @rodiestsoul , giving massive bear hug 】 BRO-DYYYYYYYY !!!!!!!

And, like an awakened chorus, sobs rise up from the befallen students. 𝘙𝘰𝘥𝘺... 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘺𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘺, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥!! 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦..... He can barely feel himself sobbing.

Bakugo slams his fist on Aizawa’s desk. Todoroki stumbles back. Shinsou covers his mouth. He feels his knees buckle as it all comes crashing down on him. And he screams.

No more buzzing from the fluorescent lights above, no gentle thrum of the students all crammed in the room, no soft tapping of the windowpane rattling from the wind. There's nothing but a hollow, empty silence. And then, a choked gasp.

and swallows. 𝙍𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 And everything goes quiet.

He knows Bakugo cares. Arriving in the room, he notices Aizawa alone, standing near the windows. Once they filter in, a few extra students from other classes enter as well. He recognizes Shinsou amongst the small group. Aizawa turns to them, clenches his jaw,

called suddenly to his office. Uh oh. He's been better recently! He shouldn't be getting in trouble for anything.... He walks beside Bakugo, who's all bundled up for the fall, poor thing. He flashes him a confident grin that earns a simple eyeroll. No biggie.