07 — the only thing i've ever had any faith in

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Deku...

[uraraka studies him, the furrow at her brow becoming more and more pronounced by the second.

there's something about his smile that feels—off. out of place on his face. she's always known deku to be the type of person who exemplifies what it means to be a hero, even if that sometimes includes shouldering his burdens on his own. he's gotta be reliable and reassuring and strong, and maybe in the past she thought it was kind of cool of him, but right now he just looks sad. and she doesn't like that.

the hand she keeps on his shoulder squeezes down gently, reassuringly; it's a small effort to ground him, in case he gets that glazed look again.]

We're friends. I'm going to worry about you whether you want me to or not!

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[Her hand on his arm feels warm and pulls him out of Akvos and back to where he stands in the Circle, staring into her face. He's suddenly painfully aware of how much he missed her. He'd missed her called him "Deku", missed laughing with her and Iida at lunch, just... missed his friend.

He sniffles as tears spring to his eyes. He tries to hold them back but they leak out anyway. His nose runs.

This is so embarrassing.]

...Uraraka. I'm- I'm glad you're here. I really missed you.