"You fucking bastards."
The tabletop cracked in half.
"Fucking die already."
He slammed the blue-haired man against the wall.
"I hate you so much."
Green lightning coursed through tattered muscles, illuminating bloodied and torn skin.
"Why so mad, Deku?"
Chapped lips formed an ugly smile.
"What's the matter?"
Crooked fingers around a neck.
"Aren't you, happy, per se?"
The sickening sound of disintegrating skin.
"Deku!"
A hole in the brick wall.
"Midoriya-shounen!"
Red, white, blue and the smell of decay.
"Izuku!"
Orange, black, and burn marks.
"Kacchan!"
"Shitty Deku."
Sick to the stomach.