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The heroine smiled up at the sky. "Yeah. Me too. I've stargazed with my parents a few times too." Her smile faded. "Now I don't do it really. But that's okay." She was glad he was her company.

@ninthuser sent in ;; ❝ i see the ice cream truck! ❞

A gasp is Eri’s immediate response, her eyes sparkling as she looks in the direction Izuku was facing.

“Really really?!”, She exclaims, standing upon her tippy-toes so she can spot the truck as well. They’d been listening to it for a solid minute and a half, trying to determine whether or not it would turn down the street they were on.  

  one of the hardest things for hiroto after his parents arrest had been connecting to other students.  it had been easier in the recent weeks to speak to them at least, it was more comfortable to talk to someone when there wasn’t an ulterior motive.  for the most part, hiroto plans on finishing his final year at ua with his head down.  he was well aware that every single movement he made was being watched carefully, but he was also aware that it was for good reason. 

  he sits in the library, letting out a sigh as he glances down at his textbook.  his studies has been ignored for most of the year, so he had a lot of catch up to play.  he leans back in his chair slightly, raising his pen to tap it against his chin as he thought.  god, he really had let his studies go.  

Smoke?! Really?! He had let the idiot try to cook something. Try being the keyword watching as smoke rose from the rice cooker and, then amazingly and not surprising there was suddenly fire. He stood up from the table, grabbed the back of Deku’s shirt to pull him away, and put out the fire with an extinguisher. “Dumbass.”