As soon as the lottery had finished Midoriya rushed back to his room to begin packing. After all, they were to leave for their jobs in the morning.
The walls of his room were plan. There was a singular window with wooden shutters on the outside. He sat onto his bed. He stayed like this for a good half an hour before he stood up to speak with his mother.
He stepped out into the living room. His mother was sitting on the floor drinking her tea. Because, couches where expensive. And they had little to nothing when it came to money...
"...307(Inko)...?" Izuku stated timidity as he sat next to his mother.
" Yes son?" Ink responded, "What's the matter-?" She was cut off by a hug.
"I'll have to leave for the military tomorrow mom!" Izuku's robotic voice was shake-ie and beneath his mask light tears began to fall. He stopped himself from balling so he wouldn't drown.
"It's okay dear... you'll do just fine." 307 responded.
Bakugou lay in his bed, unable to sleep.
"Damb it!" He shouted under his breath as he sat upright. After 10:00 PM they were locked in their bedrooms. Bakugou, had a tendency to break the door open. So, as a last resort, one of his wrists was attached to his bed until morning.
He struggles to free his wrist but to no avail... as always...
'...What did we ever do to you all...' he thought.
He laid awake the rest of the night until dawn.