[His gaze moves off of the green haired teen next to him, and he stares off ahead of him at the waves lightly swaying, crashing into the rocks and the side of the docks.
He doesn't remember, but he remembers going out with Bakugo and their other friends. It's less that he can't remember Bakugo at all, and more like something is erasing him from those memories. Like when you break up with someone, and draw over your ex's face with a marker.]
...yeah. That kid you helped was me. You followed me around because we were neighbors, and I "recruited" you to my stupid "Hero Agency" when we first met.
[He chuckles low at that, but it sounds bitter rather than nostalgic like you'd expect.]
We both were crazy over All Might. Those gacha machines by the corner shop would sometimes get these dumb looking mini figures of him, and we'd beg our old ladies for coins and fight each other over them if one of us got one when the other didn't.
[He lifts his right hand, sparks flying around his palm lightly to illuminate the both of them in the dark of the night sky.]
'Course, I won them every time. Someone Quirkless like you couldn't stand a chance against me.
[It's kind of funny, saying that. He used to repeat that over and over and over for years-- mocking Deku for being Quirkless. Mocking him for being unable to do what everyone else around him could. He was proud of that fact, happy that he had that over Deku but now honestly... it almost makes him sick saying it out loud.]
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He doesn't remember, but he remembers going out with Bakugo and their other friends. It's less that he can't remember Bakugo at all, and more like something is erasing him from those memories. Like when you break up with someone, and draw over your ex's face with a marker.]
...yeah. That kid you helped was me. You followed me around because we were neighbors, and I "recruited" you to my stupid "Hero Agency" when we first met.
[He chuckles low at that, but it sounds bitter rather than nostalgic like you'd expect.]
We both were crazy over All Might. Those gacha machines by the corner shop would sometimes get these dumb looking mini figures of him, and we'd beg our old ladies for coins and fight each other over them if one of us got one when the other didn't.
[He lifts his right hand, sparks flying around his palm lightly to illuminate the both of them in the dark of the night sky.]
'Course, I won them every time. Someone Quirkless like you couldn't stand a chance against me.
[It's kind of funny, saying that. He used to repeat that over and over and over for years-- mocking Deku for being Quirkless. Mocking him for being unable to do what everyone else around him could. He was proud of that fact, happy that he had that over Deku but now honestly... it almost makes him sick saying it out loud.]