It's not even a second thought. There's no debate about if he can stop the cycle or if it's even real. All that matters is Sayori is in trouble and she needs help. And he's here to help.
He springs forward and feels the sensation of glass shattering around him, cutting at his arms and face, like he just broke through a wall that existed but no one could see. It doesn't matter. He doesn't even feel it. He's single focused on one thing. Sayori.
In a single swift motion, Izuku leaps and wraps an arm around her, carrying her as if she weighs nothing, and with the other, rips the noose out of the ceiling. He has to save her. He has to apologize for not noticing. For not asking. For not doing more.]
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It's not even a second thought. There's no debate about if he can stop the cycle or if it's even real. All that matters is Sayori is in trouble and she needs help. And he's here to help.
He springs forward and feels the sensation of glass shattering around him, cutting at his arms and face, like he just broke through a wall that existed but no one could see. It doesn't matter. He doesn't even feel it. He's single focused on one thing. Sayori.
In a single swift motion, Izuku leaps and wraps an arm around her, carrying her as if she weighs nothing, and with the other, rips the noose out of the ceiling. He has to save her. He has to apologize for not noticing. For not asking. For not doing more.]
Sayori!
[He takes the hand she outstretched towards him.]
Please... please say something.