behind the scenes

[ʳᵉˢᶜᵘᵉ ᵐⁱˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ]

The six teenagers watched in horror as Zihao and Bakugou appeared in front of All for One. Hu was forcifully held back by Todoroki, who shook his head no. His eyes were attached to Zihao's non-moving figure. All he felt was anger. Anger at the League for taking his friend. Anger at the heroes who haven't yet saved him. Anger for not being any help.

The other five began their plan to save their classmate. They all agreed that once Bakugou was safe they'd use a rope to pull Zihao to safety. As they set their plan into action, Hu stayed on the sidelines to keep an eye out.

Springing into action, the students successfully managed to grab ahold of Bakugou. Leaving Zihao's body on the ground.

'All Might is getting too close to Zihao, he's going to hit him! Zihao move!' He thought desperately as he debated rushing into the field and grabbing the boy himself.

'Why aren't the 1-A kids coming back? They said they'd come back? Why aren't they- oh. that's how it is.' When he looked to the other side of the destroyed building, the students were already preparing their depature.

They never planned to save Zihao. Their only real target was Bakugou. L/n didn't matter in this situation. He never did.

"STAND UP YOU IDIOT!" His voice pierced the air. The desperation could be heard from a mile away. Tears blurred his vision as he watched from the side.

Deciding he had enough, he rushed into the scene. Straight to Zihao's body. The tears poured down his face as he grabbed the greenette's arms. Using his arms as hooks he pulled the male's upperbody away from the fight.

Hu slowly dragged his friend between hiccupped cries. "Come on buddy, move a little for me." He whispered brokenly as he continued to move the boy.

Dropping to the floor, he held his friend's body close to his chest. Zihao's head was encased in Hu's embrace as the pink haired male rocked back and forth. "You'll be okay, you'll be okay. J-just take a minute to rest. Yeah rest! Thats all you need."

The tears dripped the male's face, sobbing Hu desperately wiped his tears of his friend's face. "Come on love, open your eyes." He began to rub near Zihao's temple, longing to see the smokey grey again. "Come on, just a little peak."

Six pairs of footsteps cautiously made their way to the shaking male. Each step, more quiet than the last. Almost as if a slight sound would cause an earthquake.

"Hey man, how is he holding up?" A voice ask, the red hair boy's hand was outstretched as if he was approaching a wild animal.

Hu stopped shaking and let his head hang low. "Uh dude?" Kirishima took a step closer, wondering if Hu lost consciousness.