KLEXOS ≽⁺. [ My Hero Academia ]

Dear Shōta

"BAKUGOU—" Miku screamed out in fury as she witnessed Bakugou get impaled with spikes. Without a thought, Miku's Hyperclock activated and she started running for the boy.

As the spikes retracted, Bakugou started to fall from the sky, blood dripping out of his wounds. Midoriya, next to him, was still trying to stabilise himself after Bakugou had pushed him. He couldn't even reach out to catch him falling. Todoroki had his hands full with saving the other injured hero, catching his father to bring him down safely. Miku grappled at the closest building, flinging herself as high and as fast as she could to save the injured boy, she formulated the quickest way to not let Bakugou fall to his death.

"KACCHAN!" Midoriya screamed. That was when that sinister figure saw the girl running, ready to use her support item to catch Bakugou who fell from the sky, while Midoriya also chased after him downwards. Shigaraki locked onto her running figure and started to grumble inhumane sounds. The familiar spikes darted towards Miku as she used her transformable bracelet to connect to the highest rubble she could find. She shot herself upwards, watching and dodging the first wave of red and black spikes with complete ease. Miku manoeuvred in mid-air, gritting her teeth as Bakugou was within her range. Using her binding cloth again, she captured him in her grasps, both slowly falling away from the fight. Unable to reach the two, Midoriya flew back up to the burnt villain to distract it.

They continued to fall, knowing well that Todoroki was blasting his way up to her. But as she focused on the burnt figure, her eyes gaped at the monster who sent the spikes in their direction again.

"KLEXOS, DON'T!"

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Sat at her room's desk, Miku twiddled the pen between her fingers. Staring at the empty piece of paper that read: 'Dear Shōta.' After shedding her tears to Monoma, something urged her to do this. With a few breaths, she placed the pen to the paper and started to write. Of all the things she couldn't do, it was expressing her gratitude and emotions. She could never explain her feelings because it was hard to articulate it through talking. So, she wrote it out on a piece of paper. It helped her take all her burden off. The letters were supposed to be a collection she would write for those she appreciated. From her brother to her friends – she even considered one for Bakugou. But even when writing, her tears kept falling down. It was her most natural response to any emotion.

Seeing that she was going to take some time to write, she decided to try and take time out of her busy day to write something. Whenever she felt like she needed to let something off her chest from the stress of school and from her lack of display of emotions. Though, that day was a bit different. She couldn't even write something onto the piece of paper. There were no words to formulate her complex mix of emotions she had during her work study. She didn't know where she got the urge, but she was at the rooftop screaming her head out in frustration.

"What can't you do anymore, Knock-Off...?"

"Huh?!" Miku hummed, feverishly snapping her head around to see Bakugou casually standing there. Although his usual snarling expression was present, there was a slight change in his eyes. Panic. Sharply, she turned back around and let her tears fall over the edge of the railing, down to the concrete ground. She couldn't face Bakugou. "It's not what it looks like–"

"'It's not what it looks like?' Then what's it supposed to look like?" Bakugou challenged, hoping that she'd give him a clear answer. But silence was all he was met with.

"You don't break that easily, Knock-Off." Bakugou confronted, still looking at her back, that was hunched over and leant against the slightly damp railing. Slowly, he took a step towards her, noticing herself curl in and sniffles being sucked into her body. "Or maybe you do and you just don't show it to anyone."