Kacchan!
...
...
...What are you doing, Izu...?
Y-you're bleeding!
And what the hell makes you think that I need your help?!
...!
What?! You don't think I can handle it?!
That's not—!
If I'm ever going to be the future number one hero, I don't need help!
But, Kacchan, you need to understand that you don't have to be embarrassed to ask for help!
Well—I— Screw you, Izu!
...
...
...I'm sorry...
Hey, what the hell are you sorry for?!
I'm sorry, Kacchan...
Hey, hey, can you quit crying for like five minutes?
...
Hey, Izu, you also want to be the number one hero right?
...mhm...
Then what the hell are you crying for?!
...?
Once we get our quirks, we'll see which one of us is more fitting to be called "The Strongest"! And the one who is considered "The Strongest" doesn't cry! Ever!
Kacchan...
So, just stop crying Izu...
...
Plus, we both have to be either number one or two! We can't go any lower!
What do you mean?
Well, this way we can always compete on trying to surpass each other! So, you think you can handle it?
...
What do you say, Izu?
I'll surpass you one day, Kacchan! You'll see!
Ha! Let's just see which one of us gets a better quirk!
Yeah!
Until then, let's just have fun!
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Heights Alliance Dormitories. 2-A Dorms.
May 7, 2XX1. 6:43 P.M.
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