behind the scenes

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But instead, its after Hu dies :D

If you need a refresher, Hu died saving Zihao and then Zihao basically went batshit crazy.

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Zihao forced Aizawa's hands off of him. "Why did you just show up now?" His voice came out hard as he stared at the ground.

It didn't seem right. Something wasn't right. There was something he was missing.

The paranoia began to set in. Zihao slowly backed away from the pro-hero, never once taking his eyes off the other's feet. Almost believing that if he did, he'd be pounced on.

Holding his arms out as you would when approaching a wild animal, Aizawa kept his voice gentle. "What do you mean Zihao? I arrived as fast as I could from the meeting." He tried to explain calmly.

Zihao began shaking his head rapidly. "No, no, no! You waited until the last minute! You didn't want to help him!" He accussed. Even if he knew the truth, his mind wouldn't except it. He couldn't.

"Zihao please, lets talk about this after we get you checked out." Aizawa pleaded, slowly moving forward to the distressed male.

The teenager found his hands slipping over his head, almost as if something was trying to enter his mind. "NO! STOP! YOU'RE LYING, YOU'RE TRICKING ME! STOP IT!" His voice rang out between sobs. His breathing became frantic as he desperately tried to fill his lungs with smoke.

"No one is lying to you, we're trying to help you." Inching closer, Aizawa went to place a hand on Zihao's shoulders. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't slightly terrifiyed at the moment. Zihao did just wipe out the entire league by himself.

Yanking at his hair, his teeth began to grind together as he held his jaw down tightly. His mind flooded with what to do, how to feel, why he should and why he shouldn't. The overwhelming tidal wave seemed to knock out his train of thought.

Not knowing what else to do, he breaks out into a run. Grabbing Hu's discarded body, he uses what little energy he has left to send the two flying into the air.

Aizawa's screams could be heard from below, but they fell on muted ears. The screams soon became muffled as Zihao exits the area. Leaving on a pile of bodies as proof he was ever there.

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Zihao stood over the freshly dug grave, sweat dripped from the side of his face. No emotions were evident on his face.

The past twenty-fours hours seemed unreal. The entire week seemed false. Like a fever dream.

But when he looked down at the dark brown soil below his feet, he knew it was real. He lost everything and became a murderer, all in the same day.

Maybe a part of him was relieved it turned out this way.

Or maybe he was just trying to convince himself it was okay.

After all, Hu would never have to worry about him again.

Never again.

After what seems like hours, Zihao finally stands up. Eyes hollow of all emotion. Digging into his pocket, he reaches for the old empty lighter in his pocket. Holding the cold metal item in his hand, he places it on top of the grave. "Don't worry Hu, I'll make sure they all pay. Every last one of them. Until we meet again, wait for me."

Zihao never did return to UA. The students never truly recovered from the events. Bakugou mainly blamed himself. Shinsou believed he could've done more. Anything more, to stop Hu from running into the flames.

But alas they were all just scared children, trying to navigate the world they were unfairly thrown in.

Unlike Hu who seems to disconnect from reality, Zihao gets extremely paranoid and wants to kill everything. Good times.

SOOOOOOO :D the Bungou Stray Dogs fanfic is currently in the making so I hope to see you there!

It'll be a mix of angst and comfort