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  1. Public Bookmark 56

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    “You okay?”

    He shoots his head up. “Yeah, fine.”

    “You’re shaking, kid.”

    Hitoshi frowns at him—he didn’t need to point that out.

    Sensei gets up with cracking knees and slides onto the stretcher with him, putting an arm around him. Hitoshi, just this once, shamelessly accepts it.

    “I didn’t need a hug,” he grumbles, just because he feels the need to.

    “This is not for you,” Sensei grumbles back.

    the kids get their tonsils out. everyone freaks out about it.

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    03 May 2026

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    “It was only my hand!” The child on the ground protests, shaky yet still petulant.

    “You got hit by a car,” Aizawa growls as he inspects the crushed hand. Illogical child doesn’t even flinch.

     


    “Well—” Hitoshi splutters, face red with frustration as he looks down to the kitten in his lap. “She was gonna get run over!"

    six times injured hitoshi tried/failed to refuse aizawa’s help, and one time aizawa is a hypocrite.

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    02 May 2026

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    “Don’t laugh,” Hitoshi almost snarls out. “Don’t you dare laugh at me for this.”

    On a typical day, his words would be respected. He’d be given tight smirks and smiles, mirth dancing in everyone’s eyes as they politely swallowed back words.

    It’s not that day.

    Uraraka almost bends in half with laughter, arms wrapped around her torso. “You’re so cute,” she partly cackles. Hagakure has wrapped him up into her arms, pinching his cheeks despite his struggles. “Itty bitty baby!”

    “I’m going to kill you,” Hitoshi threatens. His squished cheeks make the threat soft.

    or: on a morning patrol, hitoshi has the rotten luck of being hit with a de-aging quirk.

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    02 May 2026

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    “Oh, shit,” blurts out one of the strangers; hair crimson red and spiked. Hitoshi startles out of his thoughts, heart stammering in the middle of his throat. They’re older—far older than Hitoshi, who curls his small hands into fists at his sides. “You’re so – tiny, the hell?”

    A girl with elongated earlobes smacks his shoulder with said earlobes. At his squawk, she huffs and says, “Don’t curse around him. He’s, like, nine.”

    “I’m thirteen,” snaps Hitoshi, confusion and slight terror melting in favor of indignant rage. It’s not his fault he’s smaller than most of his year. His classmates already rub it into his face every time he steps onto campus, he does not need it from a bunch of high schoolers.

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    01 May 2026

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    “D-Did P-Present Mic call you?”

    Hawks uses his feathers to retrieve Hitoshi’s belongings, shaking his head. “No one called me,” Hawks says quietly, and before that could settle into Hitoshi’s lungs, continues: “I was . . . taking a flight and saw you.”

    Cold seeps into the soles of his feet. “O-oh.”

    “What’s your name, kiddo?” questions Hawks as he helps Hitoshi into his shoes, likely not trusting the way Hitoshi’s limbs trembled. There’s still a feather nestled into his clothes. A sharp, grounding grasp against the fabric. Hawks’ smile twitches at the sight of Hitoshi’s note, but he doesn’t bring attention to it. “Shit, kid, I—how old are—?” Hawks cuts himself off, exhaling. It hitches. “Okay. Okay.”

    It hits Hitoshi, suddenly, that Hawks, for all that he is the Number 2 Pro Hero, is barely twenty-two. Hitoshi, likewise, is barely sixteen.

    When Hawks decided to indulge in a 3 AM craving, he didn’t expect the boy on the roof—and the boy clearly didn’t expect him, either.

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    01 May 2026