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champion-prism · 3 months

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commision for @inesmays

Toshinori Yagi x OC (Ines Mays)

Word Count: 2241 words

Genre: Fluff, implied smut at the end

He literally runs into her.

With his time as All Might so limited, Toshinori usually spends his time powered up rushing everywhere he needs to go. Every minute saved is a minute he can spend doing hero work, a minute that can make all the difference when it comes to saving someone’s life.

Suffice it to say, when he smacks right into the new school counsellor, he feels terrible. His first instinct is to look to the floor, because who can run into a seven foot two wall of muscle and stay standing?

Ines Mays, that’s who. She looks a little gobsmacked, but blinks up at him, stance steady.

“All Might!” she blurts out, in a perfect West Coast accent that makes nostalgia bonk Toshinori on the head.

“I’m so sorry-” they both begin to say at the same time, and he feels embarrassment creep up his neck at this terrible first meeting outside of the staff meeting that introduced her.

“Ah, Miss Mays,” he begins to say in English.

“I’m such a fan!” she says at the same time, and they both dissolve into awkward giggles and dear god, since when has All Might been awkward?

“It’s very nice to see you,” she says, delicately. She smiles up at him, and it’s so genuine that it warms him. It sends him into his usual over-the-top All Might act.

“Ms. Justice,” he booms out, giving her a blinding grin. “The pleasure is all mine! Stay strong, and go beyond! Plus Ultra!”

And he high-tails it out of there.

Ugh.

During his time at Yueii, he has learned to relax the All Might act around his colleagues. But old habits die hard, and meeting someone new makes him want to revert to his scripted overconfidence. Running to the staff room to poof down to his true form, he runs a hand through his hair, wondering at the shyness that comes with attempting authentic interactions with people,

He’s been All Might for far too long.

–

Toshinori is slow on the uptake.

A couple of days after he runs into her, he finds himself outside the counsellor’s office in All Might form, flexing his biceps to psych himself up.

“All Might-san,” says that perfectly polite, accented voice from behind him, and he almost jumps through the ceiling and out of the prefecture at being caught flexing to himself, of all things.

“Miss Mays!” he whips around, and don’t do the laugh, don’t do the laugh, don’t-

He does the laugh.

She doesn’t flinch, only widens her eyes and smiles.

“I can’t believe I’m hearing that laugh in person!” she exclaims, and looks so starry-eyed that he can’t help but congratulate his clearly stellar natural instincts. “It’s wonderful to see you again- I was just heading into my office, would you like to come in?”

“That would be wonderful,” he smiles, and mentally pulls up his reason for coming into her office like this.

A good ole chat about the States, naturally.

Toshinori is very, very sure that that’s his real reason for coming in, and he doesn’t realise how warm his face is while he talks to her about his time in California, or how delighted he is when she asks (shyly, trying to blink the stars out of her eyes) for an autograph.

“For my younger self,” she explains. “I think I was, what, thirteen or fourteen when you debuted? You were my first celebrity crush,” she laughs this part off as if the mere notion is ridiculous, and Toshinori is absolutely delighted.

When he has time to himself, he wonders how long that crush lasted, and how serious it was. He likes the idea of it, of Ines in her room clutching her pillows and staring up at an All Might poster. He likes the idea of her thinking about him, and doesn’t realise how much he’s started thinking about her.

Toshinori is slow on the uptake, but Mic and Midnight certainly aren’t.

Shortly after they move into the dorms, when the students are all (ostensibly) tucked into bed and fast asleep, Toshinori stays up in the teachers’ lounge, his bright red reading glasses perched on his nose while he squints at his grading. It’s the worst part of his job, really, but he absolutely cannot pass Young Mineta’s awful essay about the history of women’s costumes in heroics. He’s sighing over the section the boy wrote about Midnight when the woman herself appears at his side.

“Yagi-san~” she sings out, and Toshinori smells a rat immediately.

“Don’t look so alarmed,” she says, taking a seat beside him on the couch. “I just wanted to ask if you’re free for dinner tomorrow with Hizashi-kun, Shouta-kun, and I.”

“Oh!” Toshinori gives her a smile, a real one, warmth blooming in his chest. “I would love to come to dinner- is there an occasion?”

“Oh, no, just catching up between friends, really,” Midnight says airily. “You should invite your new friend. Our American colleague,” she winks, and is gone as swiftly as she had appeared.

Toshinori stares at the spot she just vacated, the warmth in his chest replaced by something very like dread.

It’s just a work event, he reasons to himself as he shuts his computer, wanting to get this over quick. It’s not like he’s asking her out to dinner with just him, this is…just a dinner with the people he now thinks of as his closest friends. Yeah, yes. A work thing, a friend thing, a date-

He’s at her door, in the slightly darkened corridor that leads to the non-homeroom teachers’ small campus apartments. He debates to himself about welling up into All Might for a brief second, for confidence, but decides he wants to do this unscripted. Like a real person, rather than his larger than life hero form.

So he knocks, and waits.

She opens the door in her pyjamas, bright turquoise eyes fixed on him in a way that makes him blank for a second.

“All Might-san?” she asks, with an adorable tilt of her head.

“Miss Mays,” he starts out, clearing his throat.

“Just Ines is fine,” she says, smiling. “Would you like to come in?”

“Oh, that’s fine! I was just- um- dinner?” he says, half in English, half in Japanese. Her brows arch, an amused smile playing on her lips. Before she can answer, he blurts out the details, wipes some blood off of his mouth, salutes her for some reason, and is out of there before you can say “Plus Ultra”.

At least he didn’t let it linger.

She’s far more coy when he’s in his true form, he notices. While almost everyone alters their behaviour between his two forms, he rather likes her boosted confidence when she interacts with him. It’s almost- dare he think it- flirty?

He shakes his head to physically get rid of the thought. What is with him? He doesn’t typically overthink his interactions like this. Well, perhaps he overthinks the ones with Aizawa-kun (he’s been hoping to graduate into calling him Shouta-kun, or perhaps even take the leap and call him Energy Saver Shou-chan like Mic sometimes does), but that’s always different. He finds himself thinking about the very words Ines uses, the lilt of her accent when she addresses him, every single look she gives him, like he’s trying to decipher a subtextual meaning and he doesn’t know what he hopes to find.

He’s terribly distracted training Young Midoriya the next day, really only snapping to attention when the boy mentions having an appointment with the school counsellor.

“You- are going to see Ines?” he says, eyes wide.

Midoriya nods, mentally noting his mentor's use of the counsellor’s first name and filing it away. Toshinori is oblivious to this, of course, not having yet caught up to the fact that Midoriya is as perceptive of him as a person as he is of All Might.

“Aizawa-sensei says they’re mandatory appointments,” he shrugs. “Kacchan went first, snarling and biting, you know, like he usually is, but he was terribly quiet when he came out. I wonder what she said to him.”

Something akin to guilt wells up in Toshinori’s heart as he puts a large hand on Midoriya’s relatively small shoulder.

“Let her take care of you,” he says, gently. “I trust she will do a good job.”

He knows what his commendation of a person means to Midoriya, and is glad when the boy gives him a relaxed smile.

—

Oh dear lord she’s stunning and when he sees her standing at the bar with Nemuri, laughing and positively glowing, Toshinori realises what subtext he’s been looking for.

“You like her,” Aizawa says matter-of-factly, and Toshinori is so resigned to the feeling that he doesn’t even spit up blood.

“Is it obvious?” he asks, all gloom and doom.

“Nemuri plans for Mic and I to leave early so you guys can have a date,” Aizawa says, looking for all the world like he doesn’t care, but Toshinori knows by now that his way of averting his eyes and frowning means he’s talking about something that’s important to him.

“We want you to be happy,” Aizawa concludes, scowling at Toshinori with a ferocity which from him is equivalent to a warm hug.

Toshinori smiles back faintly, heartened by his colleagues’- his friends’ - good intentions. But isn’t the road to ruin paved with good intentions?

He’s so awfully nervous when Ines and Nemuri join them at the table, and he notices every attempt by the other three to herd him and Ines into a conversation of their own. On her part, she looks flustered, shooting glares at Nemuri which the younger woman returns with mischievous grins.

“I’m taking a smoke break,” Aizawa announces, leaving the table. Mic and Midnight follow him, and the wink that Midnight sends Ines’s way has Toshinori convinced-

“They’re not coming back, are they,” says Ines, rolling her eyes. “Yagi-san, I apologise, this looks like a very obvious attempt to set us up,” she says, with a clarity that would make it seem she was unperturbed, although the faint blush on her cheeks gives her away.

“I’m so sorry-,” they both say at the same time, and both break off into awkward laughter.

“You shouldn’t apologise,” she says. “I’m sure you’re inundated with people who like you, and Nemuri-san was just very insistent that I- that we-” she breaks off, biting her lip.

“Why are you apologising?” Toshi asks, wide-eyed. “I should be the one- why, I sincerely hope I haven’t made you uncomfortable-”

“It’s me!” she says in reply, widening her own eyes. “I- I’m the one with the silly crush on you, I-”

“-I like you, but I would hate to make you uncomfortable-”

“-wait-”

“-you have a crush-”

“-you like me?”

They both blink awkwardly at each other, and then Toshi does the brave thing and reaches for her hand across the table.

“Are you certain?” he asks, and he puts the weight of everything on his mind into the question. It is unspoken that he is no longer the pillar he used to be. Unspoken that he still has enemies. Unspoken that any relationship to him comes with media attention, backlash, and an unfair amount of societal pressure.

So when she simply lifts his hand to her lips in reply, his shoulders slump in relief.

“I want to get out of here, Toshinori,” she whispers, and before he knows it, he’s tossed an obscene amount of cash on the table and is halfway to his car, her hand still in his.

Instinct makes him drive not to the dorms, but to his own Musutafu apartment, a penthouse in a heavily guarded private building, with a back entrance just in case.

“Tea?” he asks, as he lets them both in. She blinks at him like he’s an idiot, and pulls him to her by his jacket. “You,” she says, simply, kissing him as his arms wind around her waist.

She pulls back for a second, as if she’s nervous at her own forwardness, but he chases her lips, arms not leaving her waist as he nudges them towards the couch.

“Movie,” she suggests between kisses, and Toshinori agrees. Now if only he could stop kissing her for a second to put something on-

Her hands are on his chest, and he shivers against her touch. She pulls back a little as things get heated, and there’s an awkward beat before Toshinori sighs and pulls her to him, resting his head on top of hers. She melts into his arms, and he feels her laugh slightly against him.

“I’m on All Might’s couch,” she looks up at him, and that little starry gaze of her makes him heat up.

“You could be in All Might’s bed, if you wanted,” he says with a solemnity that belies his not-so-innocent meaning.

“My, you’re bold,” Ines replies, but she seems amused. Neither of them make a move, content to stay wrapped up in each other for a while.

“Movie?” he brings up in a while.

“As the youngins say, Netflix and chill,” she nods.

“I don’t think that phrase is as innocent as it would seem at first,” Toshinori frowns, but pecks her lips as he reaches for the TV remote.

And if they do end up Netflix and chilling in his bed rather than his couch in a while, that’s between them and television.

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lbwings · 1 year

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You will always be my hero~

A heroic hug ~^u^~

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almaadst · 2 years

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Commission for @ghost-party ! (ノ▽〃) Her OC Lena and young All Might ✨ They look so cute together (´∀｀)♡ Also, I like height differences like this(｀▽´) Other: Commission info Izuku and Tenya Alycone and Cyra PLEASE DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT MY or OWNER PERMISSION!

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ghost-party · 1 year

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Pairing: All Might x OC Word Count: 1.7K Warnings: hurt/comfort, trauma, loss, brief swearing A/N: Thanks for commissioning me again, @little-miss-melanin! It means a lot that you trust me to write your OC, Ayumi Nashimoto. 💛

Toshinori Yagi considers himself a patient man. He realizes many things in life move at their own pace, and trying to hasten them often ends in pointless frustration.

But five weeks…

Yumi has been away for five weeks.

It was supposed to be two, at most. Then it became three. In the fourth week, he realized he wasn’t sleeping well, too distracted by the empty space beside him in their bed.

And in the fifth, he felt brittle with anxiety, as if a single blow might shatter him. Something had clearly gone wrong, but of course no one would tell him anything.

The thing about having once been All Might, the Symbol of Peace, is the past tense of it all. He was the number one hero. But not anymore. It’s an adjustment he’s still reconciling, even years after the fact.

It means that confidential missions organized by the Hero Commission are inaccessible to him. Instead, he’s had to subsist on infrequent texts from Yumi, assuring him she’s fine.

She’s not, though. He feels it with such a heavy certainty, it’s impossible to ignore.

All afternoon, he’s been compulsively checking his phone to make sure her flight landed on time, to reread her too-short texts, to double-check that dinner will be delivered later this evening, because there’s no way either of them will be in the mood to cook.

He’s been pacing the apartment so diligently, he wonders if he might wear a path in the living room rug.

And then finally — finally — the door opens.

“Hey, Toshi.” Yumi steps inside, dropping her heavy duffel onto the floor as she kicks off her boots. She manages a smile, but it’s small and wavering.

Her exhaustion bleeds through, from the way she carries herself to the faint dark circles under her eyes. Shuffling forward, she sighs deeply when Toshinori meets her halfway, wrapping her in his arms and pulling her into his chest.

“I’m home,” she weakly murmurs, and he kisses the top of her head, blinking back helpless tears of relief that have sprung to his eyes.

“You’re home.”

They stay like that for several long moments before Yumi finally pulls away, sighing yet again. “I’m sure you’re dying to know what happened.”

The way she says it — deadpan, with an almost bitter tone — has Toshinori frowning. But he places a hand on her back and leads her to the couch before answering with, “Let me make you some tea.”

When he returns from the kitchen, carrying a tray laden with the tea set the two of them bought last Christmas, he takes in the way Yumi seems to have sunk into the couch cushions, hugging a pillow against her stomach.

Something went very, very wrong. His instincts have been saying so since that unplanned third week, but now they’re practically screaming it.

He places the tray on the coffee table and sits down beside her, resting a hand on her knee. “We can talk about it whenever you want. It doesn’t have to be right now.”

But it seems that his soft, warm words give her the encouragement she needs to speak, taking things slow as she explains the mission and why she was gone for so long.

The Hero Commission recruited her, along with many other local heroes, for a task force to handle a group of villains hiding out in a mountain ridge to the south. The two weeks they had planned out accounted for surveillance, planning, and then carrying out the mission.

But what they had been led to believe was a small group ended up being much bigger.

“Even our own surveillance failed us,” Yumi says, frustrated, as she takes a sip of tea. “Between our stupidly limited resources from the Commission and underground portions of the facility that we had no idea even existed…”

Toshinori’s lips press into a thin line as she goes on, explaining that the heroes were forced to retreat from that initial fight. And over the next several weeks, they all realized again and again that they did not have the upper hand.

“After one of the last fights, the villains retreated to a nearby city. A small one, thankfully. We evacuated as many civilians as we could, but in the end…”

Yumi’s teacup shakes in her hand, and she carefully sets it aside before telling him, “The structural damage was extensive. And we suffered too many casualties for me to think of this as a victory.”

Toshinori’s fists are clenched on his knees, his brow furrowed with concern. There’s more that she isn’t saying. What she’s told him is the bare bones of it. But what she went through, for five torturous weeks…

He knows that what she’s feeling must be overwhelming. So much so, that it’s probably hard to even know how to begin processing it all. But if she doesn’t, it will consume her. He’s seen it happen firsthand.

When it looks like she’s about to speak, he leans forward, encouraged. But then she bites out, her voice cracking with emotion, “It shouldn’t have happened. I should have been better.”

“Yumi, no. Don’t say that.”

“Why not? It’s the truth.” She looks up at him with eyes widened in an effort to keep her tears at bay. “If I had been better, good people would still be alive.”

Toshinori’s chest aches as he reaches out, trying to offer her some reassurance. “You did everything you could. I’m certain of that.”

“You weren’t there, Toshi. You don’t know.”

“But I know you,” he protests, feeling panicked when she simply huffs in response, pushing herself up off the couch.

He’s not finished. He needs to get through to her, somehow convince her that guilt isn’t the answer. She needs time to mourn and deal with everything that happened, no matter how painful that will be.

“You’re a good person, Yumi. A damn good hero. You give everything your all, always.” He reaches for her again as he tries to keep his voice even and calm. “I know what you’re feeling. But you can’t run from it or blame yourself. You need to —”

It’s in that moment that something snaps. Yumi turns to him, her gaze fierce, as she hisses, “You don’t know. You have no idea.”

Staring up at him, her bottom lip trembles even as she jabs a finger into his chest. “All Might always saved everyone. All Might was always the shining, golden hero who could do no wrong.”

Yumi takes another step towards him, and he can see that she’s trembling with anger. “All Might always won. And when he won, he never came home with his colleagues — his friends — in body bags.”

Her sharp words seem to hang in the air after she’s said them. Toshinori watches her expression crumble, shifting from heartbroken fury to shock and embarrassment, and then, finally, to shame, her tears spilling down her cheeks.

“Yumi —”

But before he can say anything, she turns and quickly walks down the hall. Toshinori feels rooted to the spot as he hears the bathroom door close and lock, followed by muffled sounds of sobbing.

He stares at nothing for a while, his mind trying to catch up to his heart — which, admittedly, is feeling somewhat bruised after Yumi’s verbal lashing.

He knows, though, that everything she said came from a place of fear and exhaustion and grief. None of it was personal. When Nana Shimura died, he was much the same way, taking out his messy, tangled emotions on Gran Torino.

And he remembers how his mentor reacted. Instead of fighting back or telling him to get out, he sat down. He looked at him — really looked at him, Toshinori, eighteen years old and terrified and lost, not simply the newest wielder of One for All.

And he listened.

Toshinori walks down the hall and sits with his back against the bathroom door. He can tell Yumi is sitting in a similar position on the other side, her sniffles subsiding enough for her to speak.

“I’m sorry. I f-feel awful…” Her head lifts and then settles back against the wood, and he can feel it. “I’m a terrible hero — a t-terrible partner, too.”

“We both know that’s not true.” He says it gently, turning his head towards the seam of the door against the frame. “I’m not upset, Yumi. I promise.”

When she doesn’t speak, he takes the opportunity to go on. “I meant what I said. If you’re not ready to talk about everything, you don’t have to. We can just sit here. Or I can hold you.

“But you can’t bury it all in guilt. You can’t pretend like you didn’t just go through incredible trauma.”

He turns around, sitting on his knees as he presses a hand to the door. “Don’t suppress your emotions like I did. A smile doesn’t fix everything, and neither does beating yourself up. You’re right, that I’ve never gone through something like this. But…”

But I’ve lost too many people anyway. You can’t win every battle.

Seeming to know what he’s thinking, Yumi finally opens the door. She’s kneeling on the tile floor, her cheeks wet with tears, her expression both knowing and sorrowful.

Without a word, she surges forward and throws her arms around him, hugging him tightly, as if he’s the only thing keeping her afloat.

But then she pulls away, looking almost embarrassed. “If you are upset, I wouldn’t blame you. What I said was —”

Toshinori doesn’t let her finish, pulling her back into his arms. “You didn’t mean it. I know that.”

It takes some maneuvering, but he joins her in the bathroom, legs spread wide so that she can sit between them. His back rests against the wall, while hers is pressed to his chest, his arms holding her close as her breathing continues to steady.

“I’ve got you,” he murmurs. “I’m right here, sweetheart…”

He can feel her relaxing, and eventually, he’ll coax her into taking a bath, changing into pajamas, and letting him read to her for a while. They’ll eat dinner together and then fall asleep with their limbs tangled, like they usually do, and everything will be okay.

Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But eventually, Yumi will get there. And he’ll be by her side every step of the way.

All Might may be in his past now. But Toshinori can still be the hero she needs.

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kazenomegaminowanpisu · 9 months

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"Destiny For You And Me" PT2

Warning:SFW, Oc x character, Some part that was not on the anime or even in the manga, make up stories

Feat:All might x Hanna Emerald (oc)

All might take a bath. "what a bother some"I said as put down the clothes for him. "Hanna are you there?" He asked. "Shut up old man!" I said as I leave. After a few minutes All might went out of the bathroom wearing the clothes I prepared for him. "Hmm that smells good Hanna" he said. But I only gives him a eye roll. "Stop it and just eat" all might smile as he sit down. "Is there something funny?" I asked. "I'm glad your still the same" I slam the table. "Enough talking ok!!" I said. All might look at me. "You didn't change a bit" I smirk. "So what if I didn't!?" All might felt sad that moment but still remain calm. "Well Hanna" I immediately pick up the spoon. "Eat and leave!" I said. I start eating and so do all might. It really feels awkward for the both of us. After we eat the rain stops. "oh great now the pest can leave" I immediately pull his hand and push him outside of my house. "and please don't come back!!" I said as I slam the door close. "Wait Hanna" I take his wet clothes and throw it outside of the window. "Good bye!!" All might look down as he walks away. "*panting* I hate him" I said.

Tomorrow Morning I went to David's office to pass some paperworks. "good morning David" David looks at me. "hanna" I hug him. "What?" I said as I sit down. "Aren't you being too harsh to Toshi?" He said. "It's not enough" I said. David puts down a cup of coffee on my side. "Hanna he didn't mean to leave you" I smile. "Didn't mean? I sacrificed my own happiness for him and yet he Leave me!" David lets out a sigh. "This didn't mean a thing for you because you had a happy ending with my friend" I said. "hanna I know that but toshinori needs a little bit of comfort right now" David said. "Well it will be better if his dead" I stood up. "Hanna Dont say that!" I smile. "Someday I'll be the one who's going to kill him" I said before I leave the room. "Oh dear"

After that I went outside and I saw Melissa with Midoriya. "oh your here" I said. Melissa immediately approach me and hug me tight. "hi Aunt Hanna" she said. Midoriya bow his head to me. "well Japanese greetings" I said as I smile. "Where's that old man?" I asked. Midoriya look around. "Well he said he will just buy some food" i look around. "alone?" I said. Midoriya nod. "Well hope he doesn't die" Suddenly a loud bang can be heard around the whole city. "Oh dear" I said. Some villains start making some trouble again. "Aunt Hanna let's go!!" Melissa said. A Villain suddenly appears and attack us. Before I could even look at the villain all might appears and punch the villain that made it flew into the air. "Are you ok hanna?" He asked. "stop showing off old man!" I said.

David immediately went outside. "On my no" he said. "No need to get worried" I said. Melissa hug her dad. "Step back Midoriya" all might said. Four villains appear. "this is the last time I'm going to do this" I said. All might smile. "Glad to help" All might said.

I took off my coat. "don't need it" all might smile. Slowly I start to float into the air. "Pest" I release a strong power that made those villains kneel on the ground. "Can't handle it very well?" I said smiling. I jump and attack them. All might immediately follows me and start blocking some Attacks of the villains. "I told you to stay away!!" All might pull my arms and he Kick the villain that was attacking me. "All might!" I said. All might Approach me. "Are you hurt?" I slap his face. "Fine then kill all of them!!!" I said as I leave. The villains was all defeated to the ground. "Wait Hanna!!" All might said. David let out sigh. "I wish your mother was here to stop them" Melissa smile. "I missed her"

After a few days all might decided to go back to Japan. "Thank you for visiting us toshi" David said as he pat all might's shoulder. "Good bye uncle might" Melissa said as she hugs all might. "We will gonna see each other more in the future ok" all might said as he pats Melissa's back. All might look around , looking for someone he really wanted to see. "where is she?" All might asked. David scratch the back of his head. "She didn't want to see you" he said. Melissa look at all might. "Well I guess she's gonna be mad to me until the day I die" Melissa and David got surprised. "Hahaha" all might said.

All might and Midoriya leave. "hanna!" David immediately open the door. "If your gonna ask me about that idiot, just leave me alone" David slam the table. "Why are you doing this?" I look at David. "what a good question, hmmm let me think?" David clench his fist. "Maybe because he deserves it?!" David Let out a sigh. "hanna it's Been 11 years since it happened so please hanna stop being a child!!" I immediately stood up and I look David dead in the eye. "Look who's talking" I immediately approach him. "you don't know what it feels like to be leave behind by someone you really love the most!!" David Hug me tight. "Hanna forgive him" I clench my fist. "No" I push him off me and I leave the room.

Few days had passed since all might leave and I decided to go back to Japan. "No need for goodbyes!" I said to Melissa. Melissa hug me tight. "are you going back because of all might?" I look at David. "no, I need to visit some Friends" I said. David start giggling. "Stop it!!" David pat my head. "I Guess you really are grown up" I smile. "I am 32 years old so stop treating me like a child" I look over the sky. "I'll try to think about what you said David" David smile. "Thank you" he said.

After that I leave California and flew back to Japan.

(Let's wait for part 3)

#mha #mhacanons #mhaoc #mhaxoc #all migh x oc #toshinori yagi x oc #toshihanna #writing #kazenomegaminowanpisu

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