Chapter 6

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Midoriya's POV:

"Finally some peace and quiet." I said as I laid on my couch, I went to the bathroom beforehand as Mina shooed everyone out of my house once we were done hanging out in my depressing home. I came back and laid there on the comfort of my own couch as a tear rolled down my right eye. "Kacchan's realized his mistakes now, that's good." I told myself out loud as I drank some water I had on my living room table. I took my phone out of my pocket and placed my headphones into my ears, I unlocked it and went to my soundtracks on Spotify(not sponsored) and started playing one of my sadder songs, it was a song I wrote that abstractly symbolized all of my feelings for Kacchan and Todoroki. Basically letting go, and wishing them the best. For different reasons, I may have hated Todoroki for what he did, but I would never hurt him out of spite, so I needed to vent out my feelings, and this was the only way I knew how.
And for Kacchan, the years I spent following him, I knew I wasn't able to reach him at the time, and this song was me letting go for those 5 years we were apart. If that makes any sense.

The song is called, when I was your man.

I laid there as I pressed play on my phone and placing my hands near my chest.

🎵🎵

Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now

Our song on the radio but it don't sound the same

When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down

'Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, ooh, hoo

Mm, too young, too dumb to realize

More tears spilt out of my eyes as the grip of my hands on my chest got stronger.

That I should have bought you flowers

And held your hand

My voice getting louder as I laid alone in my home.

Should have gave you all my hours

When I had the chance

Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance

Now my baby's dancing

But (he)'s dancing with another man

My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways

Caused a good strong (guy) like you to walk out my life

Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made, oh

And it haunts me every time I close my eyes

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, ooh, hoo

Mm, too young, too dumb to realize

That I should have bought you flowers

And held your hand

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