"I j-just.. Fuck, half n half... what the fuck am I supposed to fucking do?" he choked on a sob as he spoke, crimson eyes trying so desperately to fend off the tears collecting. It'd been this way for months. Eight months, exactly... to the day. "I miss him.." (or: Izuku dies, Shouto and Katsuki are trying to grieve.) *Do not own cover art! Credit to original artist!*
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