Chapter 5

Walking down the empty hallways in silence, the only thing Hitori could hear was his own breathing. Even then, it was light and barely noticeable. You couldn't even tell if they were there, compared to a gush of wind softly whistling by. 

It was a habit by then, for Hitori to have a presence barely detectable. Sometimes it startled his own family and the people he'd interact with. But he couldn't just get rid of it, the habit was already a natural instinct for Hitori.

Reading the labels above all the entrance doors of classrooms, Hitori was looking out for class 3-C, which was the class both Izuku and Katsuki were in. 

The classroom was pretty far away as the school had classes 3-B and 3-A closer to the newer building and 3-C and down in the older buildings. It was very obvious which students the school favoured, from the quality of the rooms, equipment and everything really. 

Stopping in his tracks at a scrapped door that looked very old and was in need of a repair; 3-C. 

Hitori was going to walk in and hope that either Katsuki and Izuku were inside, or he would have wasted his time walking all the way over here, he still needed to get ready for the party after all. But he stayed and was going to take the benefit of the doubt and say his blobs would wait for him.

Only for a very loud 'BOOM' to recoil outside.

-A few minutes before Hitori got to the classroom-

"What are you doing Deku?" 

Izuku's body shook violently, hitching, reaching out to the blond holding a notebook he just snatched out of his hands up high. Two of Katsuki's lackeys walked closer, looking at what was in his hand.

"Whatcha got there, Bakugou? His diary?" one asked in a mocking voice.

"Eh? 'Hero analysis'?" The two lackeys looked at each other with mocking grins and burst into laughter. "Don't tell me you're taking notes to become a hero?"

"That's so pathetic!"

"He's delusional!" 

Katsuki saw how Izuku wanted to say something and he cut him off. "Tch, you think getting some recognition and time with Hitori will automatically mean you have a chance? He's just pitying you! Hitori would never hang around a quirkless loser like you! He's the heavens and you're less than dirt!" 

"N-no Kacchan! I wouldn't dare put myself anywhere near Hitori-kun!" Izuku tried to explain. Of course, he knew Hitori would be nowhere near his league, he never once dared to think that a God-gifted being would be on his lowly level. 

"J-just, give me back my notebook...!" he pleaded. 

Katsuki, without any other thought, brought the notebook closer to his palms and used his quirk to blow it up. This made Izuku shriek in surprise and fear. Seeing his notebook that he worked so hard for, just blown up and burnt to a crisp by his best friend, he could feel tears escaping his eyes.

But before he could even react to any of this, his dear 'best friend'threw the burnt notebook out the open window behind him. 

"NO!" Izuku lunged forward to try and get his notebook, but he was too late. The book was already out the window, and Katsuki was standing in his way.

"What is a quirkless loser like you gonna do?" Katsuki leaned his face closer towards Izuku's trembling figure. He meeked back in fear after seeing Katsuki's devil smirk and expression of wanting to beat him then and there.

Katsuki continued to belittle Izuku. "Hitori and I will be the only ones going to Yuuei from this shitty school! Do you dare put yourself anywhere near our level!? More so, Hitori's? We stand before you like kings, and you're a peasant, lowering your head at our feet."

The two lackeys whispered between each other, giggling with a hint of sarcasm. "Ego…"

Katsuki shot a glare at them, eyes glistened like burning embers and the two lackeys quickly shook their hands in front of them and apologized in fear of being caught up in a fight.

"Here's a little word of advice nerd." Katsuki placed a firm hand on Izuku's shoulder. Sizzling sounds began to come from his palm and smoke began flowing around the area. "Don't even think of applying, or else!"

Izuku shakily looked up at Katsuki, who was giving him a big grin, still keeping his palm sizzling on his shoulder. He could start to feel the fabric of his uniform melt into his skin, slowly sinking in. 

Izuku couldn't even form any solid words and only could shake in fear and look down. He was powerless against Katsuki, and the pain in his shoulder, the feeling of burning fire slapped against his skin and made Izuku cry out in pain, but he couldn't show any of it.

The lackeys began to talk about Izuku mockingly. 

"That's just sad, I thought you at least had some fight in you."

"Where did all that confidence go?"

"It was probably from our Goddess, Bakugou-kun. This loser is always around him like a leach!"

"Why does the Goddess even want to be near this quirkless loser?"

"The Goddess is just so amazing, even blessing his grace to a nobody like you!" The lackey pointed out, almost like spitting on Izuku's face.

Izuku could only clench his fists and take all the insults without defending himself.

"He finally gets it! He'd never be a hero!"

Katsuki looked down before him, the shrieking Izuku lowering his miserable expression to the floor made his grin widen. 

"You know, if you really want to be a hero that badly, there actually might be another way. Just pray you'll be born with a quirk in your next life. And take a swan dive off the roof of the building!"

Clackkk—

"...Katsuki?" 

All the boys in the room turned their heads towards the direction of the door, where the blond-haired Goddess stood with his hand still on the door. 

Katsuki's expression, turning from mocking to shock, was faster than he could ever say 'Die Deku!'. Seeing his brother, the very person he placed beside him - maybe even above him - standing at the door and definitely heard what he just said. It made Katsuki have a sense of fear rush over him.

What was Hitori going to think of him?

How would he look at him, or would he even look at him?

Katsuki could only be frozen in place with his mind unable to comprehend what was in front of him. 

The moment Izuku saw Hitori walk through that door, his body froze along with Katsuki's. Hitori knew about the relationship between Izuku and Katsuki, at least to an extent - which is what the two boys thought. 

Hitori, of course, knew everything about the two. After all, he did read half their life in a manga and watched their very lives play out on pages in a book. As said before, Hitori didn't interfere much with either Izuku or Katsuki's lives, other than mandatory, as living under the same roof with one of them, and the other always following you around. You could imagine Hitori had a much bigger impact on the boys' lives than he could ever imagine. 

But when Izuku and Katsuki were thinking about how disappointed and what Hitori would say about the situation presented before him, he simply ignored everything and walked closer to where Izuku and Katsuki were standing. Passing his brother, Hitroi looked at the green blob with slight dissatisfaction. 

"You..."

Hitori narrowed his eyes, glaring holes into Izuku's shoulder. The boy thought that Hitori was disappointed in him, looking down on him for allowing such things to happen. 

'Of course, Hitori-san would side with Kacchan...they're siblings. And I'm just a quirkless nobody…'

Really, Hitori narrowed his eyes because he just remembered what was happening. The first act of Boku no Hīrō Academia was playing out, meaning the storyline was starting, also meaning the problems began here.

Hitori heard Katsuki just tell Izuku to kill himself; this was the beginning of the series, also meaning...

'The sludge monster...fuck'

Hitori covered his mouth and mumbled a few curses, he could almost feel the wave of problems and headaches flooding his head after today.

It was supposed to happen for the future of the plot and minor character development between Katsuki and Izuku, but he also didn't want either of them to experience that violating thing...

Just thinking about what played on the page and screen made Hitori shiver.

While Hitori was busy cursing why today was the day everything was going to go downhill, he didn't notice that all the boys' attention was on him while he was in deep thought.

"Hitori..!" Katsuki wanted to say something to his brother, maybe to clear things up, but he couldn't get anything out. All his words were stuck down his throat and the only thing that he could feel was anger.

'This was all because of that stupid quirkless Deku's fault!'

Yes, Katsuki was blaming Izuku for everything happening right now. Unable to say anything, he was throwing all fault over towards Izuku. 

Hitori heard his name being called out by Katsuki, but seeing his expression, twisting every few seconds and becoming more and more obvious his intentions of blowing Izuku up, he stayed stoic and walked over to Izuku and cupped his face, making the green blob freeze up from Hitori's sudden actions. This also made Katsuki - who was standing right beside Izuku - glare at him with a deadlier intent.

It wasn't like Hitori was blind to this either. He could feel the heat rays come from his brother's intense glare, but that wasn't what he was focused on right now. His attention was on Izuku, more so on his injuries. His body was beaten, his clothes were burnt and the more serious wound was on his shoulder where Katsuki had activated his quirk. 

From what Hitori could tell, the burn extends a little beyond the first few layers of the skin. Izuku's outermost layer of the skin had been completely burnt, to the point where Hitori could clearly see further than he wanted to inside of Izuku's shoulder. 

The appearance of the burn is a stark interplay of colors. At its center, a deep crimson hue prevails with the surrounding core is an area where the skin appears ashen or charred. The burn exhibits clear signs of fluid-filled blisters. These blisters have ruptured, resulting in open, weeping wounds that expose the deeper layers of the skin.

Hitori didn't need to be a doctor to tell the burn was painful as fuck. The wound looks much worse than the manga panel and anime showed it to be. But at the same time, he couldn't do anything at the moment to help, only sighing. 

When Katsuki saw his brother inspect Izuku's shoulder where he had caused the severe wound and how close the quirkless nerd was to his brother, his anger fumed. The sight of Izuku blushing like crazy at Hitori's touch made him want to punch the nerd even more.

But before anyone could say anything, Hitori looked over at Katsuki with his usual demeanor, an unfazed expression with his facial features to not have any negative emotions. Hitori opened his mouth, only to pause, before speaking up. 

"I won't ask right now, but I'll talk to you later, Katsuki. I'm going to bring Izuku to the nurse's office to clean up his wound first." Hitori spoke directly facing Katsuki, eye-to-eye, calmly with no other intentions. "Do you mind?"

Katsuki wanted to negotiate something with his brother, but seeing his indifferent expression and his tone of voice not even seeming a bit angry or disappointed, he pulled out a bitter 'Okay' from his throat. 

Confirming that Katsuki agreed to his offer, Hitori could only let out a subtle sigh of relief. He almost thought from the blond blob's expression that he was going to let out all his pent-up frustration onto him. 

Hitori extended a hand to Izuku, and seeing that the Goddess had offered a hand to him, Izuku instinctively accepted. Hitori gently held Izuku's hand but the green blob tightened his grip. 

Hitori could feel the vast difference in their hand texture. His own hand was pale, delicate and smooth since the only thing Hitori would ever use his hands for in this life was picking up a pen and typing keys on a keyboard. 

The Bakugou family was rich, unlike Hitori in the past, and had the money to afford servants to do work for them. There was never a time when Hitori needed to do physical labor, and this was the main thing he was glad that he reincarnated into a Bakugou. 

Izuku's palm on the other hand was rough and had calluses. But it was quite normal compared to his hands in the future. Hitori recalled in both anime and manga where they pointed out Izuku's hand and how - after training to become a hero, and becoming a hero - they became rougher and you could tell that he's been through heavy labor. 

Hitori led Izuku away from Katsuki and over to the door of the classroom. When Katsuki saw Izuku taking his brother further and further away from him, seeing their silhouettes, seeing the quirkless nerd's smug taunt haunt him, the only thing he could do was bottle all of his anger and frustration up and clench his fists. 

But he couldn't bring down his death glare, burning holes of smothering embers into Izuku's head.

'I'm going to KILL that quirkless Deku!'

Izuku sweatdropped and each step he took made his body feel more like jello. He could feel the hell fire burning his back, and could almost forget the aching pain in his shoulder. But when Izuku saw that he was only a few steps away from safety, hands emerged from the burning fire and stopped him in his tracks.

"HEY! Who said you could leave with the Goddess you quickless loser!?" one of Katsuki's lackeys called out, pointing a finger at Izuku.

His friend standing beside him looked at him with slight worry. "Hey, dude...just leave it. He's with the Goddess—"

But before he could get his point across, Hitori turned around and responded with nothing but an icy cold stare. Blindly looking at the lackey with an empty abyss down his eyes, piercing into their skulls, it seemed like a weight of molten lava slowly seeping into their skin and their limbs.

"Is there something you'd like to say?" 

They both quickly backed down from taking another step closer to Hitori, lowering their head and not daring to risk looking up. Their arms and legs quivered in a burning sensation of rising heat slowly melting their insides out.

Hitori quickly noticed that Katsuki looked at him shocked, almost taken aback at a sight he'd never seen or known before. Hitori softly grinned at Katsuki and turned around before both him and Izuku were out of the classroom and the door closed shut behind them.

The two continued to walk down the empty halls in silence over to the nurse's office, but after a while, Hitori found that Izuku's movements were off, more so his walking. It almost seemed like he was limping with every step, Hitori could only come up with a conclusion that the boys decided to target his legs today.

Finding it a little annoying to deal with, Hitori decided to ask, "Is it okay for me to carry you?"

Izuku looked at him with pure confusion, questioning what he had just heard Hitori say. And in the heat of the moment, he stupidly nodded. "Sure..?"

Hitori swooped the boy in his arms. Izuku wasn't as heavy as Hitori imagined and was light enough for even himself to carry. Possibly since he was quite skinny for someone his age and currently weighed under 40KG. 

Once Izuku reacted to his situation and realized that he was in the Goddess's arms, he started blushing like crazy, his whole face down to his neck felt hot and red. Izuku hid his beet-red face away from Hitori.

Hitori looked down at him and tilted his head. "Is this uncomfortable?" Hitori himself was slightly uncomfortable, but he held that feeling down.

Izuku shook his head frantically. "N-no! Not at all!"

"Oh, okay." And Hitori continued to walk down to the nurse's office with the green - no - red blob in his arms.

Izuku was glad that most, if not all the students had left already, or it'd be more embarrassing for him. How could someone like him be carried by the Goddess himself? 

While Hitori paid no attention to Izuku's clearly embarrassed state, the green blob saw some details he'd never noticed if he wasn't this close to Hitori. The position he was in was close enough for Izuku to pick up on the very tiny details carved into Hitori's jewelry. 

A silver piercing at the lobe of Hitori's ear. It looks like a normal circular piercing, but with very microscopic details. It seemed to glisten in a tone of bright ruby. Another detail Izuku noticed was the shimmer drawn on Hitori's shoulder. It peeked out behind Hitori's gakuran and almost looked like glitter. 

Soon, Izuku and Hitori reached the nurse's office. Hitori first pushed open the office door and carried Izuku until they reached one of the medical beds, gently setting Izuku down onto the white sheets. 

"Izuku." Hitori spoke out, catching the attention of Izuku and making him look up. "Can I check your wound?"

Izuku was unable to refuse Hitori's request as he was there to help him, nodded. 

As Hitori pulled off the layer of clothing to expose the large burn on Izuku's shoulder, his expression soured. The sight of the injury, marked by angry redness and blistered skin, was unpleasant to look at to say the least.

Gently grazing his finger over the burn, Izuku winced, his body tensing at the contact. Hitori was not blind to this discomfort and pulled his hand away before retrieving it to find something to reduce some pain from the burn. Looking through the nurse's cabinets, Hitori read through all the labels before pulling open two drawers, one stored a mini fridge with ice packs and another that had clean bandages.

Hitori walked back over to where Izuku sat obediently on the bed and placed the ice pack near the burn, but not directly on it as it was an open wound. He carefully wrapped it in a bandage and secured it so that it'll not fall apart. 

Hitori could see the pain Izuku was in, but he who often struggled with expressing emotions, found himself at a loss for words. 

At that moment, a memory from the past resurfaced in Hitori's mind. It was a memory from his past life, of a classmate - or he'd bug them to call him "Hyung" - someone who had shown him a simple yet profound way to convey care and comfort. 

Hitori remembered their Hyung saying, "A kiss can show the person what you wish to tell them, but is unable to with words." Before demonstrating with a soft peck on Hitori's hand that he had since he was helping them clean and bandage some small cuts from broken glass and bruises.

The sensation had left Hitori feeling inexplicably warm and not revolted but the skin-to-skin contact. When they asked their Hyung about it, he smiled and said, "A fuzzy and warm feeling, huh? Well, I guess you like that. Is it okay if I give you more in the future?"

Hitori had hesitated but ultimately agreed as the feeling of warmth wasn't so bad, a subtle flush coloring their cheeks. Their Hyung had chuckled and planted another peck on their forehead.

Back then they didn't understand what he was feeling, and he still doesn't to this day. 

Returning to the present, Izuku was smiling brightly at Hitori. 

"Thank you for helping me, Hitori-kun," he began, but Izuku froze when Hitori posed a question that took him completely by surprise.

"Is it okay for me to give you a kiss?"

Izuku's face turned back to red in an instant, and he stammered, "W-what?!"

Hitori remained patient and repeated his question, "Are you okay with me giving you a kiss?"

Izuku couldn't find the words to respond, his entire being a flurry of emotions. He noticed how Hitori looked normal with his stoic expression, and didn't want to keep him waiting, so he frantically nodded, still unable to meet Hitori's gaze.

Understanding Izuku's unspoken consent, Hitori slowly bent down to Izuku's level. In response, Izuku closed his eyes and bit his lips, his thoughts racing in a whirlwind of anticipation and nervousness.

Then, he felt the soft touch of warmth touch his shoulder as Hitori's lips gently pressed down onto Izuku's skin. A sudden wave of warmth washed over him, soothing his pain and uncertainty. 

Hitori slowly backed away, but Izuku kept his eyes dead shut, unable to open them. Hitori could only look at him blankly and ponder;

'Is that how Hyung did it? Maybe I shouldn't have done that...Hyung did say not to do it to everyone'

***

Hitori's intention was to help Izuku find his lost notebook, but the green-haired boy brushed it off and directed him to go to Katsuki. 

But, Hitori still had to stay alongside Izuku for a little longer, since he still had to change shoes. Together, they headed to the shoe lockers, swapped their indoor shoes for outdoor ones, and stepped outside the school building.

Hitori stayed with Izuku until he retrieved his missing notebook. They searched where the classroom window led, combing through the surroundings and finally, Izuku spotted his notebook floating in a puddle, its pages soaked and the edges burned. 

The sight of the notebook makes Hitori offer compensation, as it was his brother who caused the damage. Yet, Izuku politely declined, stating that it was okay and that he could go home and just dry it.

Understanding Izuku's reluctance, Hitori nodded. Yet, when he glanced at Izuku's face, he couldn't help but notice the darkness in his eyes as he looked down at the burnt and wet notebook.

Before any more time was wasted, Izuku pushed Hitori to go find Katsuki. Hitori agreed and didn't press the matter further. But before leaving, he ruffled Izuku's green hair and with his usual monotone voice, said, "Be careful."

Izuku was frozen from the sudden action before, but nodded fervently to Hitori's words. "Y-yes!"

As Hitori walked away, he couldn't help but reflect on the memory of the sludge monster incident, an event etched in both the anime and manga that made him look at their screen in disgust.

He knew it was not possible to completely stop it from happening, it was an event that needed to happen, but he wanted to help a little since he could not handle how disgusted he was by the scene he saw.

A flicker of red sparks in his mind, like burning embers of obsidian. Hitori envisioned the sensation of winds like flames brushing against his skin, swirling like flames crashing against the skin of a craftsman hammering down on a piece of burning iron.

Gently waving his hand, the fiery embers flew away, carried by the wind to the stars. 

Hitori eventually exited the school gates. His priority was to get home, finish reviewing for the upcoming test worth 80% of his grade and get ready for the party. But before that, he had to find Katsuki before he got attacked by the sludge monster. In both the anime and manga, no heroes had rushed to Katsuki's aid; only Izuku did and then All Might, since he saw his heroism and landed the finishing blow. 

But what if they hadn't? What if Izuku hadn't been there, or if he hadn't chosen to intervene? This realization left a bitter taste in Hitori's mouth for some reason. 

Despite Katsuki being a bitchy kid, Hitori didn't like the thought of his brother enduring such a grotesque experience for any longer than needed. It was utterly repulsive to himself and Hitori doubted it was a fun experience for Katsuki.

***

Katsuki took his lackeys to an alleyway where they'd usually go after school to vent their frustrations and grumble about the events of the day. He cursed and talked smack about Izuku with his two lackeys just listening and adding commentary agreeing with him. 

Amid his frustration with Katsuki blaming Izuku for all his anger and, by extension, the blame that Hitori might harbor towards him, one of his lackeys offered him a cigarette in an attempt to calm his anger. 

However, he vehemently declined. "Fuck no! I won't smoke that shit." And looked at the two in pure disgust. 

The two lackeys looked at each other and shrugged, telling Katsuki not to worry too much about Hitori siding on Izuku's side, since he was a quirkless loser and Hitori would always choose his brother. 

As they continued to rant and smoke at the same time, Katsuki's thoughts drifted to his brother. He knew that Hitori was fully aware of the bullying he directed at Izuku, but they hadn't witnessed the darker and harsher side of it. (Yeah...)

Hitori typically stayed out of these matters unless they escalated and crossed a certain line. This time, however, Katsuki felt that the line had been crossed when he told Izuku to 'kill himself'.

The worry gnawed at Katsuki, wondering how his brother would perceive him and how their future interactions might change. 

Katsuki's attention was momentarily diverted when he kicked a plastic bottle on the ground. The impact of the bottle against a metal pipe made it burst open, releasing a smiley green substance.

The slime slid out of the bottle and began growing in size, forming a whole wall blocking Katsuki's path. The sludge villain showed his bony teeth, eyes fired up before stating loudly, "Ehehe...I like a skin suit that has some fire!"

Meanwhile, Izuku, after a villain attacked him and encounter with All Might, was walking back home when he saw a rush of blonde hair pass by him, accompanied by a flash of red sparks. He quickly recognized the figure as Hitori and called out to him in panic.

 "H...HITORI-KUN!?"

Hitori heard his name being called and turned around from his run to see the flash of green and his worried face but chose not to give him a response.

Hitori doesn't spare another glance at the green blob, and continues to rush somewhere. Izuku's desperate calls grew faint as Hitori disappeared into a corner.

Izuku chased Hitori's leaving figure in pure confusion, but after what felt like an eternity, he eventually reached the scene where all the chaos was happening. 

At first, Izuku was confused at why so many people crowded the area, but then he saw what was in the center of the crowd; a villain attacking someone, that someone also being Bakugou Katsuki. 

Panic surged through Izuku. He looked around, heroes stood on standby trying to get civilians to safety, but none of them tried to get close and save Katsuki. 

Without another thought of rationality or planning, Izuku's legs seemed to move on their own and he began surging towards his friend. He wanted to help Katsuki somehow, save him from that situation..! 

Forget thinking of a plan, Izuku lunged his body at the villain and on the way threw whatever he had in hand at the villain. His notebook was thrown at the sludge villain, and it hit it right in the eye. However, his efforts proved futile as the villain's grasp tightened and so he tried to pull Katsuki out of there. Izuku didn't dare to leave him, even when Katsuki began yelling at him for being here.

As Katsuki continued to resist the villain, constantly activating his quirk to blow the villain's body inside out, and Izuku tried his best, the sludge villain raged on. 

People in the crowd began to panic and the heroes were stuck, no one was able to do anything but watch. Until Katsuki - in the corner of his eye - began to see sparks of red embers drifting around him. 

It was a sight that brought Katsuki an odd sense of comfort.

'...Hitori!?'

The crowds of people and heroes, all saw the falling embers of red. It seemed to be forming from nothing but lit the scene up like fireworks. Small sparks of light slowly surrounded all over and soon the entire area was bathed in the warm, crimson glow of these celestial fragments.

Suddenly, the red sparks begin to appear more and more around the sludge villain, momentarily distracting him. But with no warning, all embers near the villain set off in explosions, causing the sludge villain to react and recoil in pain. 

Following this, like the stars themselves, materialized and scattered in all directions and more and more explosions occur around the Sludge Villain but avoid hitting Izuku and Katsuki. These attacks target the villain's eyes and mouth, causing severe damage and pain.

Katsuki somehow relaxes at the sight of the sparks, also giving Izuku some time to calm down. The two boys stopped struggling irrationally, and this was the signal that Hitori had been waiting for. 

Hitori set off an explosion around the same damage as a small hand grenade. It wasn't going to completely kill the villain, but Htori aimed at all the villain's vital areas. The resulting blast forced the sludge villain to release Katsuki and caused severe damage to its form.

All Might, who was observing from the sidelines, noticed the red sparks and saw what they were doing to the villain. He knew that someone else had intervened, enabling him to take action.

In the midst of this chaotic battle, a seismic shift rippled through the atmosphere. The wind itself appeared to bow in submission as a towering figure descended from the heavens. All Might, the Symbol of Peace, stood there in his full glory in the crowd, his presence radiating power and unwavering resolve.

With a thunderous roar, All Might and his iconic, bright smile shining as a beacon of hope amidst the chaos. His eyes, fierce and determined, locked onto the Sludge Monster.

All Might lunged forward, his powerful fists colliding with the Sludge Monster's amorphous form. A shockwave of energy erupted from the impact, sending ripples through the very fabric of reality. The sludge monster howled in agony as it was sent reeling, releasing its captives from its slimy grasp.

Izuku and Bakugou tumbled to the ground, gasping for breath and disbelieving of the miraculous rescue. All Might had arrived, fucking finally!

But it was not just his physical might that struck awe. All Might, despite the dire circumstances, turned his attention to Izuku with a reassuring smile. He spoke with a voice that echoed with authority and warmth, a voice that could quell any fear.

"In this world, young man," All Might declared, "There are those who are born with power, and those who are born without it. That's the way things are. But that doesn't mean you're helpless."

His words were a lifeline, a promise of a brighter future. Izuku's eyes began to shimmer with tears.

All Might continued, "When you have to save someone, they're usually in a scary situation. It's up to you to become the hero they need, even if you don't have any power. No matter how scared you are, you can save them! With a fearless smile!"

In that moment, the Sludge Monster lay defeated and the sun began to cast its golden rays upon the world. 

Katsuki looked over at the crying Izuku and the No.1 hero himself standing in front of him, he could only think about one thing; his brother.

'Where is Hitori!?'