He didn't even say anything...he didn't care anymore, it didn't matter...everything had been taken away from him....the sand around him was wet with tears. Aizawa went to grab him and take him home...away from the love of his life...away from everything he'd ever cared about...to a life of unending misery...he knew...without Todoroki he'd never be happy again.
A:”..Let’s go problem child.. we will discuss your punishment.. at home..”
..Pff.. like he would ever call that place home again.. Those two had taken away everything.. but then.. that’s when.. he realized he had forget one.. small.. detail.. The sea witch..h-he still had hope.. while.. I-it’s a very small chance.. he had.. one.. chance..
"..."
A tiny spark of hope formed in him as he was dragged back to the palace. Meanwhile, Todoroki was left with nothing but vague dreams of the merman who saved his life..which couldn't be real...and the fuzzy memory of a beautiful green haired boy smiling down at him, and his sweet singing voice. Someone had saved him...of that he was sure. And he wanted to find that person again.
Timeskippity skap?
:) yeah...but he'll see him again....
Deku had been trapped in his room. He wasn't allowed to leave...not for anything. His meals were brought to him...he was a literal prisoner. There were guards outside his door and window, and no one was allowed to visit him. He wasn't eating, and he wasn't sleeping either. He looked and felt awful. And he couldn't find a way out...it had been three days.
I know…- ÚnÙ
Both the sun, and the moon were “forever” block by both the guards, and actually ways to block the windows.. so he wasn’t even able to see the day of light.. the only way he was even able to keep time at this point.. was the meals, which he just threw into a corner at fits of rage.. and sadness.. (obviously the wrong word lol-)