W͜͡h͜͡e͜͡n͜͡ D͜͡e͜͡k͜͡u͜͡ S͜͡m͜͡i͜͡l͜͡e͜͡s͜͡

Ochako Uraraka

"It's just a scratch," he answered her calmly, wiping at his cheek with the back of his hand carelessly.

"Are you sure? Did you wash it?"

"Forget about that," Izuku cut her off. He looked straight into her confused brown eyes. "Ochako Uraraka, I brought you here to say good-bye."

"Ah..." She looked taken back. The brunette hadn't expected that from him. "That can't be..."

Ochako swallowed roughly and asked, "Are you going somewhere far away?"

"No, I'm not going anywhere."

"Then why?"

"I'll get straight to the point." He took a step back from her. "It's because you and I . . . live in different worlds."

"W-What do you mean . . . ?"

Izuku looked down. He didn't answer her question.

"I-Is it because of something you can't say . . . ?"

He nodded. There was a strange silence between them.

"I see..." Ochako finally spoke up. She didn't look at him, fiddling with her hands. "But, thanks for coming out to meet me and to say goodbye. If I didn't hear anything from you, I'd probably get depressed by thinking about all the ways I screwed up."

She turned, still not looking at him. "You know, tomorrow is UA High School's entrance ceremony..."

The brunette took a few steps forward, sounding cheerful, "So don't worry about me! I'm going to do my best to make new friends! I'm definitely not going to be lonely!"

Her footsteps slowed down, and she came to a stop, trembling. Was she . . . sniffling?

"Ochako . . . san?" Izuku reached out and grabbed her shoulder, turning her around to see tears falling down her round cheeks. This time, it wasn't his food that made her cry. It was him.

"Ochako-san?" He pulled back, unsure how to comfort her.

"Deku-kun . . . I'm sorry, but I actually hate it," she sobbed, completely heartbroken from his unexpected news. "Even if I make new friends at school, I hate that I can't meet you again...

"I-I don't want to say goodbye to you..." she rubbed fiercely at her eyes, blubbering, "I-I was so happy that you were so kind to me. It's all thanks to you that I got to know a place I'm not familiar with. I thought that it was true that there are people who are warm and kind..."

"Saying that we're friends . . . and hearing that you were happy about that, it made me really happy." Ochako took a deep breath, looking determined. "That's why Izuku-kun . . . you're someone important to me!"

B͎̣̫͈̥̗͒͌̃͑̔̾ͅA̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍D̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅU̟͎̲͕̼̲ͮͫͭ̋ͭ͛ͣ̈M̘͈̺̪͓̺ͩ͂̾ͪ̀̋P̱̱̬̻̞̩͎̌ͦ̏ͪ͋̚!

Dull emeralds widened. He clutched the front of his shirt, dazed.

B̸A̸-D̸U̸MP̸!

"Someone . . . Important to you...?" He mumbled softly.

"That's right!" she nodded encouragingly. "So please don't say goodbye to me..."

"I . . . I-"

B҉A҉D҉U҉M҉P҉!

He swallowed.

BA-DUMP!

Raising a bloody hand to his face . . .