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"I'll set you up with someone to train with, in fact I think it'll help him improve too." My current teacher Aizawa said to me, he's been training me along with Shinso, he feels we both have potential that he wants to help us succeed in. He unfortunately looked more tired than usual, I can only imagine what life is like in his shoes. Honestly in any hero's shoes. Everything's so horrific, and everyone's losing the will to fight. We have to keep trying, it's the only way any of us will make it.

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I stand in front of the boy I've been assigned to train with, Mirio Togata? I thought he lost his abilities? "How did you get your quirk back?" I asked curiously. He smiled wide at me, "Oh, Eri was able to help out by rewinding me to back when I had it! But, it's been a few months without it, so I'd like to train with you to help us both out!". He spoke so cheerfully, almost carefree. As if we weren't training for our lives. I aspire to be like that honestly it's inspiring seeing him so happy. "Is that okay with you Y/N?" "Oh yeah. Sorry." I mumbled trying to focus on the situation at hand, it's hard when so many thoughts are clouding up my mind.. -and he's underground now.

I take a deep breath in, activating my quirk. Pocketwatch, the ability to halt the flow of time, as long as I hold my breath, I can move while doing this but everything and everyone else stays frozen. For everyone else involved it feels like an instant, it appears to them as if I just teleported, which most assume is my quirk. My current breath record is a minute and thirty-six seconds. I'm learning to control the radius but the farthest it can go currently is sixty acres but you already know this because you're me and I should probably focus on actually training instead of explaining my quirk to myself..

I quickly shuffled to a different area in Ground Beta, behind a random building, trying to hide from Mirio while I caught my breath, I released the air I was holding, attempting to quietly gasp in more air. I could hear him shuffling around looking for me. Okay-okay I need to focus on taking another deep- "POWERRRR".

..Did he just punch me? I didn't even see him coming, damn he's fast and jeez he couldn't go easy on me? This is so embarrassing I can't give up after one punch even though I'm on the ground currently I can still make this work hopefully. I took a deep breath in, freezing him and everything else around us. Everything's so peaceful this way, I guess I should probably take my chance, I shoved him down onto the street ground, kicking him in the stomach as hard as I could. Taking down an almost 6'0 guy while holding your breath shockingly isn't that easy. I needed to breathe, I headed behind the other corner of the building we were at. Gasping to refill my lungs.

I felt a sharp pain in my back, suddenly I was headed straight for the concrete. Did my kicks seriously do absolutely nothing to him? He grabbed me before I was able to actually hit the ground. "Are you alright? Sorry I guess I'm not the best at holding back!" he laughed as if he didn't just hit the air out of my lungs. "Yeah I'm fine." I huffed, slightly annoyed, I don't care if he's in some big three he's honestly getting annoying, and I'm pissed off that my strength does nothing against him. He can't be that powerful. He probably trains with all might or something like Izuku. Whatever, I guess the training is just for him. Aizawa knows I'm not on this level. I don't even know why he matched us up.

Mirio looked down at me smiling brightly "That fall you made me take actually hurt quite a bit! You have tons of potential, I'm glad we were paired to train together!" he said so kindly, maybe I'm too negative, maybe I'm looking at this in the wrong light, he's trained his body for years to withstand fights like this. I'm still learning how to use my quirk. Maybe I could use this as a learning opportunity, and even make a friend rather than bashing him and my abilities both. "Yeah, me too actually.. Mirio do you mind if I ask a question?" I asked quietly "No problem! What's up Y/N?" he replied happily "How do you always stay so positive?"

"Without joy and laughter to balance the sorrow this world can never hope to have a bright future." he said firmly.

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I dunk my head in the cold bath water again, I'm trying my hardest to beat my record I have to get better, I have no other choice. This really is do or die for me. For all of us.

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Lunch isn't fun, I wish it was, but everyone's worried and it's obvious. Me and Shinso are roomed with class 1-A dorm-wise. We both thankfully got to sleep on the couches instead of the floor. We both ate our lunches in the corner of the dorms, I had nothing against 1-A they all seemed extremely sweet. I just felt like I was bothering them anytime I eat with them, I know I probably am not but I just overthink it.

Thankfully Shinso understands the feeling. And he'll eat with me, that way I'm not all alone. He's probably my closest friend at UA. "Shinso" I asked quietly. "What is it?" he mumbled while taking a bite of his food. "Do you think we'll get to graduate, live nice lives and achieve our dreams?"

"Y/N..I don't wanna think about it." He spoke quietly. Honestly, I don't know if i'm cut out to be a hero, I'm scared, but if I stop now what was any of this even for?

"Y/N." he spoke snapping me out of my thoughts.
"yeah?" "Don't think too deep into it, I think we will I just wanna try to focus on the positives right now." he said softly. "Yeah you're right, thank you Shinso" "Anytime."

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"Alright Y/N! Are you ready for today's training?" Mirio asked happily "Yeah do you have something planned..?" I asked curiously, he had came to 1-A to pick me up. "Yeah actually, I have something that I think will help both of us!" he exclaimed.

He brought us over to ground beta again, and stopped walking in the middle of the "town".
"I want you to try and take me down as hard as you can! You're great with using your quirk but without it, you can't expect to get far." he said casually. "That sounds pretty mean , it's not like I'll get my quirk snatched or something."

"I thought the same thing until the fight with Chisaki, you can never be too prepared, and it'll help in the long run if you know how to fight without your quirk!" he gave me a smile at the end then backed up and yelled out "fight me with all of your might Y/N don't hold back."

I ran after him, attempting to land hits on him, as he continuously dodged all of my punches, I managed to get a good kick on his leg but that was it. I noticed he wasn't using permeation, which didn't make sense. Is he wanting to get hurt?

I managed to punch him straight in the nose, it was a good punch and I knew that because he yelled out "Jeez" and pulled his hand up to cover it. I couldn't help but quietly whisper to myself "power.." but maybe that was a little mean of me.

Mirio looked up at me, with a bloody nose, yet still gave a happy smile. He looked a little feral like a wild dog or something, his hair was ruffled downwards and he was pouring blood from his nose, yet he still had a joyful smile on his face.
"That was a great hit! I'm really proud of you for that one! Thank you for training with me I wanted to test my bodies endurance while doing this! So it was kind of a win on both sides!" his voice was still so happy, it seemed like nothing could ever ruin his mood.

"I think your endurance is really strong." I replied to him softly, I was a little proud of myself to be able to actually land two hits on him one was clearly strong. Maybe I should get like a punching bag or something to train with. Maybe I can convince Mirio to keep doing this I think it'll help out with my combat skills.

"Can a give you a little advice?" He asked me in a soft tone. "Yeah-sure." "Whenever you throw punches, try not using your shoulders , relax them more while you hit. Oh! And stop tucking your thumb when you punch, you can break your thumb by doing that. I don't want another Deku situation." He laughed after saying the last part, and I laughed too. It's been a little bit since I didn't have to be so serious with things. It felt good to genuinely laugh at a stupid joke.

He placed a hand on my shoulder. "You're doing great Y/N. I'm really proud of you." The smile he gave was so warm, and I really appreciated it.

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This is what people must mean when they say "the crack of dawn." I held my breath while kicking random things in ground beta. I need to learn combat skills and better my quirk. I wish I was naturally just good at this stuff. It seems so easy for some of the other students. Why can't I just be good at it. Why can't I just accept myself for how I am? Why can't I be happy like mirio?

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"How has your training with Mirio been going?" Shinso asked sleepily. I don't think he's getting good sleep either, but then again who really is? "It's going good, I'm focused on close combat fighting, hopefully I get better at it." Shinso laughed at me, "I hope you do too, you throw terrible punches." he joked. "You better be nice to me before I go to the 1-B dorms and tell m-" "Shut up Y/N!" he yells as he slaps my arm. I snicker at his retaliation. In full truth, I'm really glad to have him in these times. He truly is my best friend.

We sit in our corners, at this point I think nobody bats an eye at us huddling like two toddlers in time out. "I get we're in the end times or whatever the civilians are calling it, but is it necessary for them to feed us military MRE meals?" he asked, disgusted by the weird mushy foods we got in the packets. "I mean do you wanna be the one to go out and buy everyone sheltering here groceries?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Fair point, I wish they had some actual breakfast packs though. I really miss cereal." he answered. "Dude I'd genuinely fight Bakugo if it meant we got real meals." I joked to him, in the quietest whisper I could. I don't actually wanna fight him. He's way too mean and I'm harsh on myself as is.

"If you had to fight someone in this room, who would you fight?" he asked, as if the answer wasn't obvious. "Mineta, no doubt." I laughed, did he think I'd choose anyone but him? These kids are talented I honestly don't even wanna fight Mineta..but truly thinking about it who would want to? Ew.

"Yeah, that's valid. He's probably the only one you could take" Before he even finished his sentence he bursted out laughing at his own stupid joke, it didn't take long before I joined in we both probably now looked like loud toddlers in time out. But it was so much fun, the jokes we kept making weren't even funny, but we were still sitting there laughing until our stomachs cramped up. Actually that might not be from laughing, those MRE's really were gross..

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After Mirio and I finished training ( AKA: I punched and he dodged until I was able to get maybe three good hits on him?) he asked me a question, "Hey Y/N wanna grab lunch together? Inside the 3-A dorms we still have a few actual meals instead of MRE's! We can talk more about your training and our plans!" He asked joyfully. "Yeah that sounds really fun actually." I said back, trying to match his happy tone.

The 3-A dorms were decorated so homely it was honestly really cute. "Hi Y/N!" Nejire said as she passed by us, I actually don't think we've ever even spoken, I don't know how she knows me? "Hi Nejire!" I said trying to fit in with happy tones. Tamaki walked past alongside her, but he stayed silent. That's not surprising though he's always been pretty quiet, at least from what I've seen.

Mirio opened the freezer door, it had a few bags of frozen chicken nuggets and some TV dinners. "Sorry I know it's not much..but, I thought you might like it better than  the MRE's they give out." I smiled at him, "No I really appreciate this Mirio, are you sure everyone else in these dorms would be alright with me eating this though?" I asked nervously. "Oh yeah! Pinky promise they won't mind a bit!"

I watched as he pulled my chicken nuggets out from the air fryer. It's so weird, like a month ago I would've never been this grateful for reheated nuggets. I guess you really don't realize what you have until it's gone. What a weird feeling. "I'm sorry we don't have any sauces is it okay with you if they're plain?" he asked, so sadly as if it was the worst thing to ever happen to me. "Oh yeah that's completely fine, I'm just glad to have a warm meal."

He smiled at me warmly "Anytime, I'm happy I can help you Y/N.", he continued on, "After all this chaos is over, if it's okay with you, I'd like to continue training with you. I see so much in you, I know you'll become an amazing hero, and I'd love to watch you grow!"

"I'd love that Mirio" I replied, he always inspires me to be the best version of me. I really want him to be the one to help me achieve that.

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I can't sleep. I'm thinking, what is it like for people overseas? They pulled away in our time of need, we need them most during a war. However they had no issue backing away and sacrificing our entire country for their own safety. I wonder if they feel guilty, or if they feel anything. Do they think about us at all?

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Extremely early in the morning I was woken up by Shinso shaking me. "The blond flamboyant boy is some kind of traitor, they had me brainwash him into lying to all for one. Y/N it's starting tomorrow." Shinso whispered frantically. "Holy shit it's Monoma?" I returned also now freaking out. "No idiot! That Aoyama guy!" he now was raising his voice. I was fully awake now, what does he mean "it's" happening tomorrow? There's no way. Am I dreaming?

Shinso is still staring at me, he looks as if he's gonna have a panic attack out of fear. I sit up and scoot over on the couch, to make room for him "Sit down and explain." I say, trying to speak clearly even though I'm also panicking. He sits down and explains to me Hagakure overhearing his family in the forest , to the plan for tomorrow.

So it is real, I'm not dreaming and I'm going into a war in highschool. And apparently the U.S hero star and stripe is dead? Why am I just finding out all of this..? Are we next? We're still kids how do you expect us to fight like heroes? We're gonna die

We're gonna die. Tomorrow is where it ends, the plans not gonna work, it's not gonna happen and I've only been training with Mirio for a week now, I can't fight vil- "Hey Y/N! I was coming to your dorm to see if we could talk really quick!"

Mirio's voice completely snapped me out of my thoughts "I think I'll stay. I don't really" I was interrupted by Shinso "Please take her, she's freaking out too." And like that mirio was grabbing my hand and pulling me up, practically dragging me off the couch, and I followed right behind him, because I needed to hear him encourage me. I needed his positivity in that moment.

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"Do you know how to play chess Y/N?" he asked as he brought me to his room. "No I'm sorry.." I replied, who plays chess for fun..? "Let's watch a movie, you can pick whatever!" he beamed so joyfully. I picked my favorite movie : F/M , and we sat on his bed watching it, my mind was so far elsewhere though, I felt the tears falling and tried to blink them away, but I could feel the knot in my throat as I started to cry

"Hey it's okay.. come here." Mirio said softly as he pulled me into his chest, snuggling up with me as I totally was snotting all over his tank top. "Mirio, I don't wanna die. I wanna prove to myself I can work with my quirk, I wanna have a future.. I can't die on the battlefield." I frantically explained through my tears. "Y/N I know it's scary but you're gonna be in the same floating chamber thingy as I am! And neither of us will die I pinky promise."

He held out his pinky and I wrapped mine around it. I trust him. I believe Mirio. The knowledge that I'm fighting on the same battlefield as Mirio is news to me , I don't know what villians we'll be fighting but, I know Mirio will help out with the battle for sure. "Who are we fighting?" I asked , slightly calming down.

"Nobody told you?" He asked, sounding worried "No Shinso was panicking too when we were talking" I replied , whoever it is , it could always be worse we could be fighting- "Shigaraki."

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.

"You're kidding." I plead and the tears are welling up again. "No I'm sorry..but we'll have Deku, and Bakugo helping along with plenty of other talented heroes and my friend group! We totally can do this Y/N." who the hell is we because I have no faith in myself for this.

"How are you sure dude." I asked, with absolutely no faith remaining. "Because I have faith in all my friends. And especially in you. You can do this, because you're smart, and strong , and so capable. I know you can do it Y/N I'm positive." His warm voice, and reassurance filled me with a little hope.
I didn't move back, I continued watching F/M snuggled up with him. I felt truly comfortable like that, like nothing else mattered in that moment.

I had been still for about 30 minutes, I was honestly starting to doze off, I think he thought I already was sleeping because he dipped his chin slightly and whispered.

"You're so beautiful.."

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Does he mean it? Does he think I'm beautiful? What if he's just saying that to calm me down? But I think he thought I was asleep, why am I overthinking a compliment.. he was just being nice. I wanna nap.

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I woke around 12:30 PM. Right in the middle of the afternoon, I was still snuggled up with mirio, he was watching some cartoon while I laid on his chest, just now processing where I was and how I even got there. He gently rubbed my back as I sat up, getting off of him to stretch.

"Would you like lunch?" He asked slightly flushed looking. Maybe I wasn't the only one overthinking the compliment. "Yeah." I mumbled back to him, getting up and attempting to fix my hair with my hands. He opened his dorm's door and brought me to the kitchen, popping in two salisbury steak tv dinners for us for lunch.

He sat down at the table , his face was much more serious than usual. "Hey Y/N , I'm not gonna go easy on you today in training. We both need to treat this seriously." he said trying to muster up a happy tone but, both of us know the reasoning isn't happy whatsoever. I held my breath, stopping time for a moment.

I just wanted to admire the peaceful moment, it sounds so stupid that peace currently is waiting for five dollar tv dinners to get out of the microwave. I appreciate the tv dinners, I appreciate the ability to sit for a moment at a table in a dorm that isn't even mine. I like around Mirio. I wish I could hold my breath in this moment for a little longer but, I need to breathe.

"I'm sorry if that came off rude, I didn't mean it rude whatsoever." He said, I'm sure he was just trying to make sure I wasn't upset, and I appreciate that. I know he wasn't trying to be rude. I know that I need to train as hard as I can to even attempt to defeat a man literally built for killing.

"No..I know Mirio. I get it." I said, maybe a little more monotonous than I meant to , but he should understand why. He's gotta be on somewhat of the same thought train as me. I don't wanna be on that thought train though "What's your favorite color?" I asked trying to change the topic for my own comfort, little did I know he'd go on an entire tangent over it.

"I really love yellow, I like how bright it is. I feel like bright color really reflect positivity! Also seeing yellow just brings me joy and plenty of enthusiasm. Actually did you know bright colors can improve your mood, actually the colors you decorate with can affect your mood? That's why my room has yellow and orange in it!" he was smiling the entire time while he spoke as if he's been waiting for someone to ask that.

"Oh sorry, what's your favorite color..?" He looked a little embarrassed, like he didn't mean to ramble. "Don't apologize I actually found it really interesting, also my favorite color is F/C. I think it's pretty." "Oooh that's a great favorite!" he said with that same happy tone. I guess the color conversation switch was what we both needed.

The microwave beeped loudly, signaling our food was done. We had short conversations while we ate, nothing really important or special. Just time passing conversations really. After we ate he quickly washed our forks, then headed back to his dorm to grab an outfit for the day. I sat on the couch waiting for him to get dressed, every second was really hitting my head , the fact that every hour is just a countdown until we fight Shigaraki doesn't even feel real. I wish this was some kinda test from the school to see how fast we could get stronger. I just sound crazy trying to even think of how it could be fake. Unfortunately it is real, tomorrow we are fighting shigaraki. And that will inevitably start a war.

"Ready Y/N?" Mirio asked happily, his excitement usually snaps me out of my weird mental spirals. I'm so thankful to have him.

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On the walk to ground beta, I saw a little girl crying, begging her mom to go play at a playground, she just wanted to have a normal childhood. How has it even came to this? It's insane how villains can see the damage they cause and still continue to ruin more. I wish everyone had compassion.

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He gave me a slight head-start, I ran off out of sight , I weaved through a few alleyways, hiding behind a random building to try and figure out a plan, he caught up to me in no time, and immediately went underground. I continued running, trying to hide again. He jumped up in front of me tackling me.

I kicked him in the gut trying to kick him forwards. I succeeded, he was kicked off of me. I held my breath and he froze, he was mid falling, I kicked him completely down. I started by kicking his side and ankles both as hard as I could. Then I kneeled down beside him punching him right in the nose. I hurried off behind another random building. Unfreezing time and gasping for air.

Was that two minutes? I think that was a little longer than usual , god I hope I've grown in my quirk at least a bit- I didn't even see it coming, he picked me up by my calves, I tried hitting him in the back. He slammed me right onto the ground, it knocked the air right out of me, I coughed up blood from the impact, wiping it from my mouth. As I looked up at him, I saw that I at least had some impact on him. His nose was bleeding again yet, of course. He was smiling so enthusiastically. "You're getting stronger Y/N, I'm so proud."

I stood up with a really awkward posture, my back is one-hundred percent gonna be terribly bruised from that impact, I'll call recovery girl after this definitely. I tried kicking at the back of his leg, he used his quirk and I just ended up kicking the air. He grabbed my arm as I was off-guard. Pulling me closer to him he then grabbed my other arm pulling them behind me as if I was being arrested or something. He threw me up against the building behind us. I could feel my lip bleeding. The blood started to flow into my mouth. Jeez did he bust my lip..?

I held my breath, I tried wiping the blood off my lip but almost gasped from the pain, it's definitely busted, pretty badly as well. I shoved his face into the building he just pushed mine into. I breathed out, it was hard to actually focus on holding my breath, my back literally felt like someone gripped my spine through the skin and pinched it over and over. I can't give up though. Tomorrow giving up won't be an option. I have to push through.

His lip was also busted, I don't think it was quite as bad as mine from the looks it's barley bleeding, he felt his lip, while he went off guard for a second I wrapped my arms around his back and shoved him down, while bringing my knee up. Kneeing him as hard as possible in his lower stomach. He gasped for air as I dropped him on the ground. He went underneath the ground as he fell.

A few seconds later he jumped out behind me, backhanding me in my neck. I fell straight forward, at this rate by the end of this training session we'll look like Carrie, only this unfortunately isn't fake blood. I completely face planted and busted my lip in a second spot. I had to spit out a mouthful of blood from that time.

Mirio crouched down beside me as soon as he saw me spit out the blood "Hey it's alright if you wanna stop here. You've grown so much in our trai-" I cut him off by biting his ankle like a feral chihuahua. I gasped in, standing up wobbly, knocking him down with a sharp kick of my leg, I don't think I can hold my breath any longer.

I felt like I had blurry spots in my vision, I'm pushing myself way too hard but I'm alright, right? My hands suddenly felt so cool and clammy, I think I just need to breathe, I let out the gasp and I felt like my heart was beating at twenty miles per hour.

I'm so dizzy...

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I woke up to the sound of beeping, I opened my eyes to see recovery girl in the corner of the room. I think she was on a laptop or something, I wasn't alone in the room. I think I hear a familiar voice, I glanced to the other side of the bed to see Mirio talking to me. "Y/N!" Mirio said happily.

"Thank God you're awake it's 7:00 at night, you completely passed out on me during training. Are you okay? I'm sorry about the small scar, but hey I have a matching one!" He pulled on his lip a little with his index finger, showing a scar that led into the inside of his mouth.

"I'm okay, how bad is the scar?" I asked hazily. Recovery girl walked over and handed me a small mirror. I had a small slit scar, on my bottom lip. It didn't look too bad just like a small line through my lip. "Oh it's not bad.." I mumbled.

"Mirio has offered for you to take his bed for the night unless you'd like to stay here?" Recovery girl asked. "I'll take his.. I said as I stood up, getting off the hospital bed, I looked down at my shirt, it was so dirty. Covered in dirt and dried blood

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Mirio gave me one of his shirts to sleep in, which thankfully had no dirt or dried blood on it. I laid in his bed, he gave me his bed and slept on the floor. He was already asleep. I told him we could share the bed, he denied because he wants to give me all the room he can while I completely heal.

How is he asleep, I wish I could be asleep right now. All I can think of is Shigaraki's decay quirk. I don't wanna think about it, it has to be horrific. Just decaying to death. Withering away like you never even existed..

I don't wanna wither. I want to live past tomorrow.

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Everyone dressing up in hero costumes for a war feels so odd, especially with the upgrades people have gotten to their costumes. It feels like a try on shopping haul in the restrooms rather than preparing for a war. I guess if we die at least we died in new and improved war suits.

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I stood next to Aizawa, while watching our entire plan go to shreds. I genuinely couldn't bear to look at Monoma. His eyes were being watered to stay open it had to be excruciating watching his friends.. well acquaintances I suppose being thrown around while that freak Shigaraki was growing hands like his life depended on it.

My entire job was to make sure nobody died. I had to stay in the corner and if any attacks looked fatal , I had to freeze time and save the hero. Nothing was going right, our main fighter wasn't here and Shigaraki practically still had a quirk. I watched as Tamaki freaked out, one of Shigarakis many hands had sent a rock flying right at Nejire's face.

I held my breath. Jumping down from our pillar onto the battlefield, climbing on top of Shigaraki's weird arm hands and tossing the rock out of the way. Katsuki was also semi hurt, but unfortunately I'm not recovery girl or else I'd help. God I wish there was something more I could do it looked like the poor kid was in tears.

I released my breath, and Nejire grabbed me , flying me back up to the pillar Aizawa was on, using her wave motion to blast us up there. I watched as katsuki got back up trying to fight Shigarki again, he was being so rash. He wasn't thinking, I understand what he's trying to do but, if he's not smarter about this he'll get himself killed. It looks like he's whispering something to Best Jeanist? I watched as he stumbled over to Shigaraki putting his hand right up to his face.. what the fuck is he doing?

He jumped up , and like an array or fireworks his hands blasted out a cluster of explosions. As Shigaraki started to swing for a punch , I held my breath, jumping down to move Katsuki out of the way from the attack, running to bring him over to Best jeanist again, as soon as I dragged him back. I released my breath.

Looking down at katsuki I heard a loud crash, What happened I saved-

Mirio was laying on the ground. He was trying to sacrifice himself for the kid. "nononono." I whispered. I felt a lump in my throat, as tears started to well up, he's gotta be okay. I held my breath again and dragged him back over to Best jeanist as well. Releasing the air I was holding, I looked down at him. He had a gash through his chest..I don't know how deep it is.

I screamed out " We need help please!" desperately. Shigaraki merely glanced my way , and continued with his stupid fucking hands.
"Y/N." I heard Mirio choke out. " yes , keep talking it's not that bad you can make it." I whispered to him. I don't know how honest it is. But I want it to be true.

"You're such a pretty girl-" at least last word he threw up blood on the side of the ground next to him. No.

No.
No.
No.

He's so still. His eyes are open but not moving. I felt his arm for a pulse. Yet nothing. "Mirio?"
I started shaking him and yelled out a little louder "Mirio??" There's still no response, I hear footsteps beside me and they slow down as they approach, I look back to see Tamaki tearing up. He sits down beside me and as soon as he does everything feels so real. I feel my face getting wet. I didn't even realize how much I was crying. There's no way. This cannot be real.

"Y/N.. Tamaki" Best Jeanist says from beside me. "We need you both in this war." Tamaki shot up glaring at him, "My best friend just fucking died have compassion." I've never seen him mad like this before, he's usually been so shy. I can understand why that's been his best friend since what, elementary-middle school somewhere around there? He's justified in how he's acting.

"Child" Best Jeanist said softly. "He wouldn't want you to sit , Mirio would want you to fight. Don't let your emotions get in the way." Tamaki stood up , brushing off his outfit. He was going to fight again. "You can do this." I whispered to him. He turned back to glance at me and nodded , just a single dip of his chin.

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The war lasted two days.
The number one pro hero is in a wheelchair.
The number two pro hero lost his quirk.
Mirio Togato was the only hero to die.
He died in a sacrifice, he died a hero.

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The funeral was big, most of the teachers, hero's and students showed up. I don't know exactly how to describe it. Pretty isn't the word I was looking for, I suppose eloquent maybe? I don't know.

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Mirio's father, Tamaki, Nejire, Izuku, and I sat in the front rows. The pastor read his speech about life, yet he too looked lost for words. What do you say when a life that has just started is cut short. I know it happens all the time but, you never expect it to happen to you, of someone you know.

All I could think of was his last words. "You're such a pretty girl." What a sweet thing to say, he was lying on a battlefield bleeding out, yet still found the kindness in him. Instead of using his breath to curse Shigaraki, he complimented me, I'll forever be haunted by those words. What was happening inside his head? Did he realize those words would be the last thing he'd ever say?

The viewing of his open casket was closure for me I suppose, one last view of Mirio. I got to remember him in this sleeping position, instead of him bleeding out, with those lifeless eyes. His eyes were always so bright, how do they go pale? So .. out of it?

He laid there , I stood over him. I could only whisper what I wanted to say

"You were such a pretty boy."

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The letter you wrote.
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Dear Mirio , as I write this, I'm sitting on your grave.
I find it hard to believe that you're gone still.
I still visit you everyday.
Maybe this is selfish of me, but I often wish you weren't so heroic.
I wish you would've cowered away instead of jumping in front of Kastuki.
I know how that sounds.
I just miss you so terribly.
Maybe one day I'll wake up and this will all just be a dream.

- Y/N.

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I sat, staring at the tombstone and then wrote a few more words on the letter

" - Y/N , your pretty girl.

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Hi guys , I will not be paying for anyone's therapy but I WILL be giving out some free hugs

Thank you guys sm for reading!! This was honestly kind of a challenge I've never written a death scene before so I hope it was okay.

And thank you all SO much for making it this far. My tumblr is "Renrenribbon" and my fanfic commissions are usually open!

+ all my hero characters i have used are not mine. all rights go to the original author/creator