This was the day that they had been waiting for. They had all gone through so much the last three years, faced so many demons. They had looked death in the face more times than they could count and hadsurvived Every. Damn. Time. To many, the piece of paper may seem insignificant, but dammit, they made it alive. This was the piece of paper they had all dreamt of. They all cheered and ran around the campus, throwing their caps and gowns. Many used their quirks out of pure excitement, but no one dared to tell them they shouldn't. Uraraka was making her classmates float while Todoroki created a slide of ice which Kirishima and Sero were thoroughly enjoying. Yaoyorozu was throwing out confetti from her arms while Kaminari happily danced with Jiro. Hagakure was reflecting dazzling rainbows as Sato threw her in the air. Ojiro hung out with Shoji and Tokoyami under some trees while they watched everyone running around and enjoying themselves. Asui was jumping around with a trail of frogs Koda had called in and accidentally swarmed Mina who had been break dancing next to Iida, who bless his heart, was trying really hard to dance with her. Aoyama released little lasers as he spun around in all of his French glory. No one cared where Mineta was except Aizawa who kept a careful, but prideful eye on his kids. No blood or paper, but these were his kids and he would absolutely die on that hill. He shared a drink, first one in three years, with All Might as they sat in the shade. They were too old to get into the frenzied mess. They would enjoy from a distance.

"Where is young Midoriya?" All Might asked, looking around. Aizawa took a sip of his beer.

"Probably wherever Bakugo is," Aizawa responded. Those two were like Yin and Yang. Whether it was intentional or if the universe had a sense of humor, no one knew, but one thing they knew for certain is they were always around each other. Neither student was participating in the celebration before them.

"I've got a funny feeling about this," Aizawa said although he couldn't explain why.

"Nonsense," All Might said. "They might just be in the bathroom." A few more minutes went by and they shared a glance. While it's not too unusual for Bakugo to disappear from social festivities, it is unusual for Midoriya… As their eyes met, their parental sense began to tingle.

"I think I have a funny feeling too," All Might conceded. They stood up to go looking when a large BOOM went off above them. Everyone froze for a second and then Class 1A began screaming and laughing.

"FIREWORKS!" Mina yelled.

"Fireworks are not allowed on school campus per the school policies," Iida said.

"Wooooo! Best graduation EVER!" Mina screamed over Iida's talking, jumping onto his shoulders. He stumbled while another firework went off. The fireworks added fervor to the already hyper students. Aizawa and All Might took off from where it came from.

"We are gonna be in big trouble," Midoriya muttered as he followed Bakugo through the little forest next to the courtyard where they had just had their graduation. Bakugo grinned.

"What they gonna do? Expel us?" Bakugo said. "Give'em to me!" Midoriya handed him the fireworks they had smuggled into the school just before graduation. Midoriya couldn't believe he was doing this, but then again, Bakugo was always good at getting him into trouble. He smiled. Bakugo had a point. They would never get this chance again and he just knew his classmates would be absolutely thrilled. He also knew Eri was in the courtyard and she would love this! Bakugo set up a few fireworks and created a tiny explosion to light the fuse. And off they went.

By the third firework, they had been caught. They hadn't even heard someone come up behind them. A bind had come out of the bushes and wrapped them both together, making them knock their foreheads against each other. Midoriya stared into Bakugo's eyes.

"Told you," he said monotone. Bakugo scoffed as Aizawa stepped out, his beer still in hand and his eyes narrowed. His other hand holding tight to his scarf, making sure his problem children wouldn't be able to smuggle themselves out of it.

"If you hadn't just graduated, you'd be expelled," he said.

"Nah, you like us too much," Bakugo said smugly. Midoriya began chastising him earning rebuke from Bakugo. It was a good thing they were arguing with each other or they would've seen the smile Aizawa couldn't help but crack.

"You always do this!" Midoriya complained.

"Oh shut up, nerd, you wanted to do it too!"

"This wasn't my idea! It was all yours!"

"Damn, I thought you'd have my back, but you just threw me under the bus like the nerd you are."

"Oh please, says the one who graduated with the highest honors in class!"

"It's not my fault everyone else is stupid!"

All Might emerged from the bushes as the two bickered while Aizawa was fighting demons to keep his serious and disappointed dad gaze.

"Young Midoriya!" All Might interrupted which made Midoriya yelp.

"All Might!"

All Might walked passed Aizawa and squatted by the recently graduated heroes.

"I am sorry young Midoriya and young Bakugo, but there was a mistake on the certificates and they will need to be redone. This means Nezu could decide not to issue them after all this. I wanted to tell you this, but you both disappeared before I could," he said sadly, placing a hand on both their heads. They stared at him blankly. All Might dropped his head solemnly while the boys began sweating.

"Kacchan," Midoriya said, staring at Bakugo in horror. Bakugo refused to look, grinding his teeth. They had almost made it… What would they do now? As the boys fretted, All Might started to shudder and soon a giggle escaped his lips.

"EH?" Midoriya and Bakugo said in unison.

"ALL MIGHT YOU ASSHOLE," Bakugo yelled as he started squirming which meant he was accidentally headbutting Midoriya who knew struggling against him was futile. His head lolled as Bakugo began kicking up dirt. All Might stepped away, tears rolling down his face. Aizawa released his scarf. The boys sat on the floor, pouting.

"Go on," All Might said, giving them an encouraging nod. "Let's just not set off anymore fireworks," Aizawa added. Bakugo still wore a snarl, but Midoriya giggled and smiled. He grabbed Bakugo by the hand and they took off running towards the courtyard and their classmates.

"Mine was funny, but yours was just cruel," Aizawa said, taking a much bigger sip of his beer. Today was the last day of their high school shenanigans. It was incredibly bittersweet for Aizawa. He wouldn't be waking up at the crack of dawn anymore to their arguing over taste of music or magazine quizzes. They were pro heroes now. While he would always have their back, he wouldn't be able to protect them the same way. They were going out into the world without him. He knew they had to. He had known this for the last three years. It didn't make the pain any easier. They had grown up into amazing heroes. He was excited and worried, especially for Izuku Midoriya.

Izuku Midoriya had no sense of self-preservation. It made him a phenomenal hero, but it was also one of his greatest weaknesses. It was something Aizawa had tried hard to make him unlearn, and while he had certainly improved in the last three years, he knew it would never really change. That's just who he is. Bakugo seemed to be one of the few people that could ground him and he was pleased they had made it through together.

"I have a feeling I won't be seeing a whole lot of those two after today," All Might said, filling in the silence. The words felt heavy in the air. He put one of his large, but scrawny hands on Aizawa's shoulder. "Come on, let's go enjoy the rest of today. I want to absorb every second."

The day was finally over. It was late at night, no one wanted it to end because it meant they would all be going their separate ways. Some were staying local while others were travelling clear across Japan. One or two had even opted for overseas. No one knew when they'd see each other again. So, as the group cleaned up the absolute mess they had created, the question hung in the air like a heavy cloud. They all moved slowly, picking up a cup at a time, washing dishes together, packing up their rooms in pairs, doing menial things like fluffing the pillows on the couch just to continue their conversation. Anything to make the seconds last longer.

Midoriya and Bakugo had unknowingly volunteered to do the dishes. Bakugo washed them thoroughly while Midoriya dried them and put them away. The dorm was mostly quiet with the exception of the soft hum of conversation between the students.

Kaminari and Jiro sat on the couch together while Yauyoruzo discussed agencies with Iida at the dining table. Ochako was in Asui's room helping her pack while Kirishima and Sero sparred in the front patio.

"Have you figured out what you're doing after today?" Bakugo asked as he handed Midoriya a plate. Midoriya was silent for a few moments, thinking about the question. He really wasn't sure. He had a job lined up at Nighteye's agency, but he didn't feel like that was the right place for him. He had had offers to other agencies, but the amount of options were overwhelming. He thought about joining a classmate at their chosen agency, but he also wanted to do things on his own. Plus, he would still have to find a place to live, figure out his bills, where he would train, etc… He couldn't live at his mom's house forever and he was afraid to. He knew some days he would come home beaten up and he didn't want to put his mom through more stress than he already did during his high school years.

"Well, I'll be staying with mom for a little bit until I find a place of my own. More than likely work at Nighteye's agency to start," Midoriya answered. "What about you? You were going to Best Jeanist's agency, right?"

"Yeah," Bakugo answered, but didn't offer more details. Midoriya didn't push as he continued to dry the dishes Bakugo handed him. Bakugo was going to Best Jeanist's agency to get started, just like Midoriya was doing at Nighteye's agency. But he felt uneasy. For the longest time, he couldn't figure out why exactly or maybe he didn't want to admit exactly why. He and Midoriya had gone through quite a lot together the last three years. They had trained together, fought together, cried, studied, and bled together. It felt… odd to him to just walk away after all that. No, not odd. It felt wrong. He felt like the moment Midoriya was out of his sight, he would get fucked up like he usually does. Bakugo knew he felt uneasy because Midoriya would be alone and unsupervised. And if he went too long without looking into his green eyes… Midoriya wasn't joining an agency a classmate was going to on purpose and he wanted to live alone. He finished washing the last dish. He started handing it to Midoriya, but when Midoriya tried to take it, Bakugo didn't let go.

"Kacchan, you okay?" Midoriya asked. Bakugo turned around to face him.

"How do you feel about being roommates?" Bakugo asked. Midoriya stared at him, eyes wide open. They stood there for several seconds, just holding a plate together. Midoriya didn't even know what to think. Bakugo had never even hinted at joining an agency together, let alone living together. It was a prank, he was sure of it. Kaminari or Sero was probably recording him right now so they could keep his blushing and stuttering in video form forever. Midoriya let go of the plate and stepped back, laughing nervously.

"You don't have to feel bad for me, Kacchan," Midoriya said, turning around to start storing the leftover food left on the counter into storage containers. "I can take care of myself, I'll be fine." He tried to keep his hands from showing his nervousness while he moved the food into containers. Bakugo narrowed his eyes. He was certainly not asking because he felt bad for him. He was asking because… He put the plate down and walked up behind Midoriya, grabbing his hand that was holding the spoon he was using to move the food. He felt Midoriya tense up.

"I'm not asking because I feel bad for you," Bakugo said, turning Midoriya around. "I'm asking because I want to." Midoriya avoided Bakugo's eyes. Midoriya was painfully aware that this was the first time Bakugo was touching him. Not punching, kicking, smacking him, or tending wounds, but just… touching him. It was odd, kind of terrifying, but not… bad. He was serious…

"I'll think about it," Midoriya said, removing his hand from Bakugo's grasp. "I really appreciate the offer."

Bakugo sucked on his teeth as he turned back to the dishes. He knew why Midoriya was hesitant. He wasn't one to share himself with others and the reluctance in his eyes was a direct consequence. He needed to change that or he knew he would never see the nerd after he walks out of this dorm tomorrow. He'd find a way to make him understand. He had to make him understand that he didn't want to lose sight of his green eyes and his freckled cheeks. He needed to know he was alive every night. He'd make him understand or he wouldn't be able to…

Midoriya let out a sigh of relief. At least he didn't push it any further. They continued cleaning the kitchen while Midoriya enjoyed watching his classmates, who were soaking up every last minute of the night. He could tell they didn't want to go to their rooms. This would be the last night they slept in their dorm rooms. Even Midoriya was avoiding it. His eyelids were so heavy, though…

He finished putting the food away and decided it was time he does get some rest. He would still be able to see most of his classmates in the morning and he wanted to have the energy for it. He could foresee a lot of crying and he needed to be well rested. He bid goodnight to his classmates that were in the main hall before making his way to the staircase. He was still thinking about Bakugo's offer, trying to figure out how he felt about it. He knew that a lot had changed between them in the last three years, but living together? Well, he supposes they do that now, but they have their classmates. They're on campus, following house rules. With their own apartment…

He walked up the stairs lost in his thoughts; weighing the pros and cons of living with his childhood friend. What that would mean for him… He didn't hear the footsteps behind him.

"You really have to walk right in the middle of the stairs, nerd?" a voice said behind him. Midoriya jumped out of his skin and tripped, narrowly catching himself with the guardrail. Bakugo just watched him with a raised eyebrow, hands stuffed into his pockets. Midoriya held his chest, heart hammering, as he caught his breath again.

"You scared me," he said.

"And I thought you were breaking out in song and dance," Bakugo retorted sarcastically. Midoriya stood up straight and defiantly.

"I was just thinking and didn't hear you, that's all," Midoriya said. Bakugo stepped up to the step Midoriya stood on and got close to his face.

"Thinking about what exactly?" he asked. Midoriya fought the urge to blush as Bakugo got close to him. Bakugo titled his head, waiting for an answer except he already knew what was going through his mind. After so many years together, Bakugo could read him like an open book.

"Well, would you rather I not consider it?" Midoriya shot back, opting to not even bother trying to lie about it. The stairwell was quite as they stared at each other. Midoriya watched Bakugo, soft shadows covered his face as the soft yellow light shone on them from above. He pulled a hand out and raised a single finger.

"Reason number one," he said. "I'm a hell of a cook." Reason number one?

"What are you talking about?" Midoriya asked, confused.

"I'm just making it easier for you," Bakugo said, placing a hand on one side of the guardrail next to Midoriya which brought their chests closer together. Midoriya could smell his bittersweet scent of sweat and cologne. His breath warm and inviting.

"You're a nerd and you like facts, don't you, Deku?" he continued. "So, I'm just going to give you reasons why living with me is the right decision." He flashed a cocky smile as he continued past Midoriya towards his floor. Midoriya stared after him. Flustered, he followed, trying to keep a healthy distance before he took off for his floor once he saw the door. He shook his head. Midoriya could cook just fine. He didn't need someone to do it for him. He went into his room and started gathering his toiletries to shower. It was really late and he was tired, but he forced himself to do it now so it was one less thing to do in the morning.

The bathing room was steamy from its' previous users, Kirishima, Sero and Kaminari who bid goodnight as they passed Midoriya on their way out. He undressed, leaving his items neatly folded in the corner. He went to a shower and turned it on, sighing in relief as the hot water relaxed his sore joints. He sat there for several minutes, just letting the water run over his back, plastering his hair to his forehead. This time, he heard the footsteps. He didn't look up, though. He could hear them undress and then walk over right to where he was and sat next to him. Of all the available showers in here, they sit next to him. Finally, he spared a glance as Bakugo turned on his shower next to him.

"You know there's little a whole set of showers on the other side of the room, right?" Midoriya said.

"So?" Bakugo responded without sparing him a glance.

"So, can't I soak my joints in solace?" Midoriya asked. Bakugo turned to him in his full nude glory. It's not like they haven't showered and bathed together the last three years, but Bakugo was beginning to be particularly annoying tonight and Midoriya was feeling the tips of his ears getting hot.

"Well, you're gonna have to get used to it when we live together," he said, as he bent down and grabbed Midoriya's shampoo. Midoriya gaped as what he was saying was registering. Bakugo put a hand out and closed his mouth.

"Reason number two," he said. "Don't think I need to say more." He winked before he started washing his hair. Midoriya felt the heat from the tips of his ears spread to other parts of his body and he quickly turned around to focus on showering. It was the fastest Midoriya had ever showered. Probably would've been faster if Bakugo hadn't kept stealing his toiletries when he knew damn well he had his own.

He speed walked to his dorm room so Bakugo couldn't catch him out in the hallway. He burst into his room and locked the door behind him, jiggling the doorknob for good measure. He pressed his back against the cold door and slid down to the floor. Part of him had always wanted Bakugo's attention, but now that he was seeming to get it undivided, he was torn. He didn't know what it all meant. Bakugo wasn't the kind of person to share his inner thoughts and feelings with others. They had only shared a handful of moments the last three years. Why now? Why tonight?

Midoriya crawled into his bed feeling his heart thumping loudly in his cavity as he tried to make sense of it all. He nuzzled into his comforter, closing his eyes tightly and hoping for an uneventful night of rest. Except he couldn't help but wonder if he'd sleep better with…

The knock was quiet, but firm. That was all it took to wake up Midoriya. Ever since the war, he had never been able to stay asleep. Any sound, even the wind against his windows, would wake him up. The terror in his bones had slowly disappeared, but the initial panic never left. He inhaled deeply, held it for a few seconds, and then exhaled to keep it at bay. He searched for his clock to figure out what time it was. He had forgotten to draw his blinds, but it was still dark out. 4:17AM.

The knock came once again. Midoriya blinked as his brain processed there was someone on the other side. He wondered who it could be. It was so early. He fumbled out of bed, his legs wobbly. It took him a few tries to open the door, forgetting he had locked it earlier in the night. Most of the lights in the hallway were off except for little lights on the floor to help the students find their way through the dorms. He could only see a figure outlined in the dim light, but the scent told him who it was.

"Kacchan?" Midoriya whispered, rubbing his eyes. Bakugo stepped in his room and right into his space, touching his forehead to Midoriya's. Midoriya tried to step back, surprised, but Bakugo grabbed fistfuls of his t-shirt and held him in place. At this point, Midoriya was now fully awake standing in a dark room while Bakugo had his fingers tightly wound in his clothes. His heart started hammering. He could feel the heat from his body against his.

"Izuku," Bakugo whispered back, his breath hot and minty. The sound of his name almost made his knees buckle. He reached up and grabbed onto Bakugo's hands, which felt like they were holding onto him like he was about to float away.

"Reason number three," he said softly, now their noses touching. "No one can kiss you like this."

He couldn't say he had never thought about what his kisses would be like, but he never expected this. It wasn't rough or fast or loud like his personality. It was tender, soft, and intense. As their lips met, his hand moved up and grabbed a fistful of his green curls, messy and bed-ridden. The other arm wrapped tightly around his waist as his tongue parted his lips. Midoriya wrapped his hands around Bakugo's neck and pulled him in tighter. He bit Bakugo's lip which made him dig his nails into Midoriya's back. They finally pulled away, breathless, but still in each other's embraces.

"No first date?" Midoriya asked, between breaths.

"I'll give you a hundred first dates," Bakugo answered.

"You think this is going to make me want to live with you?" Midoriya said, undoing himself from their entanglement. He stepped away, sitting on his bed. "We've been through a lot, but one kiss doesn't change anything."

Bakugo felt a sickening feeling settle in his stomach. Midoriya looked up.

"I have to do things on my own," he continued. "I can't always rely on people to take care of me." Bakugo walked over and squatted in front of Midoriya.

"You're an idiot." he said. Midoriya shot him a look.

"You're not helping your case," Midoriya said, crossing his arms.

"Just because you can do it on your own doesn't mean you have to," Bakugo said. "We can figure things out one day at a time. I just know that I want to be by your side. And I will give you a reason every single day if I need to."

Midoriya took a sharp breath as he felt his eyes begin to burn, his nails digging into his knees. If he was truly honest with himself, he didn't really want to do things on his own anymore. He just didn't want to be a burden on anyone. He wanted to be by Bakugo's side just the same, but didn't know how to make that a reality once they had left these dorms. He didn't know how to be around him without worrying him. Now here he was, pledging his life. A soft smile graced Bakugo's lips.

"It's okay, you can cry," he said and the waterworks immediately began. Midoriya, crying and sobbing violently, slid into Bakugo's arms who wished he had thought ahead and worn a poncho.

Despite his dislike of crying, he let Midoriya cry until he effectively cried himself into a stupor. He sincerely hoped he had gotten it all out of his system, although he wasn't optimistic that was the case. The heat off his body and his steady breathing made him fall asleep just the same. And so they stayed, soaked in tears, cuddled and asleep on Midoriya's dorm room floor.

It was the light from the rising sun that woke them up. Bakugo went to his room to finish packing up his things, which was really a handful of toiletries since he had finished his room before graduation. Meanwhile, Midoriya focused on the remainder of his room. He had left his posters for last because he was always scared of accidentally ripping them. He would probably just die if he blemished a limited edition one.

The dorm got louder and louder as their classmates woke up and got their last day ever at U.A. started. Ochako had arrived at Midoriya's dorm room with a giant tissue box in hand to walk him down to the main hall. Although, she was stealing just as many tissues.

"I'm gonna miss you bro," Kirishima cried as he hugged Kaminari.

"I'm gonna miss you too bro," Kaminari cried back. Jiro and Yauyorozo watched them as they held each other on the floor.

"Please, don't forget to send me cookies in the mail!" Hakagure begged Sato as he lugged his bags towards the front door.

"Ochako, we have to plan to go dancing next week!" Mina cried as she twirled Ochako around.

"I'm so excited that you are following your passion!" Iida shouted at Asui who was sharing she was going to be working at an agency by the water. Midoriya watched his classmates, clutching his tissue box tightly. He was so greatly going to miss this and while he didn't want to admit it out loud yet, he was glad he wasn't going to be alone moving forward.

"So much damn crying," Bakugo cursed, as he came up behind Midoriya. "I'm getting outta here before-"

"BAKUBRO!" Kirishima and Kaminari cried as they tackled him to the ground which made Midoriya burst out into laughter.

"Get the fuck off me!" Bakugo growled, thrashing underneath them.

"BAKUPILE!" Mina screamed as she jumped on top of Kirishima and Kaminari followed by Sero and Jiro.

"EVERYONE CAN FUCK OFF!" Bakugo yelled throwing off explosions which Midoriya noticed conveniently didn't hit anyone. Ochako appeared next to Midoriya again now that Mina was busy crushing Bakugo.

"I'm gonna miss this," she said. Midoriya nodded in agreement.

"We'll make plans," Midoriya promised earning him a tight hug from Ochako.

"If you don't call me after today, I will hunt you down myself," she threatened, even though she was crying. Midoriya returned the hug.

"Of course, I will! If you're not too busy being a hero, that is," he says.

"You're one to talk!" Ochako teased, bumping him in the shoulder with a first. They sat on the couch and chatted throughout the morning, reminiscing about their school memories and making plans to hang out in the future.

Midoriya's heart got heavier and heavier throughout the morning as his classmates left one by one. Iida was the first to leave, impatient to begin work at his family's agency. Then Ochako's parents came by excited to see her. Yaoyorozo excused herself next, then Asui, then Hagakure and so on. Until Midoriya, Bakugo and Todoroki were the only ones left.

"It's almost time for me to leave," Todoroki said, checking his phone. Midoriya could just barely see he had about fifteen unread messages, probably from Endeavor.

"Will you be visiting soon?" Midoriya asked, hopeful. Todoroki was one of his best friends and the thought of him being so far saddened him. Even though he knew he was going to join Endeavor's agency, at least in the beginning, now that it was time for him to go, Midoriya didn't want him to. They had become good friends the last three years and Midoriya was always awed with how much of a hero Todoroki had grown into. It made him proud. Todoroki smiled with his eyes.

"Of course," he said. "What are you doing now? I don't think you've mentioned it." Midoriya's breath hitched at the question and he could already feel Bakugo's intense stare.

"Well, I think I'm going to start a Nighteye's agency," Midoriya began before Bakugo sat himself next to Midoriya. He didn't say anything, but he made sure he made contact on at least three different points of Midoriya's body; foot, thigh and hip. Midoriya scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"That's a great agency," Todoroki responded. If he noticed Bakugo's body language, he didn't show it.

"Oh yeah!" Midoriya agreed cheekily.

"Are you also joining Nighteye's agency?" Todoroki asked. He noticed.

"Hah?" Bakugo said. "What's it to you?"

Todoroki shifted his gaze back to Midoriya.

"I'm sure I will see you on the news soon enough," Todoroki said. "Just don't get into trouble until then," Todoroki pleaded, making sure to look pointedly in Bakugo's direction who watched him with a close eye. Midoriya laughed nervously.

"Who's trouble? Don't know him," Midoriya said, giving Todoroki a big smile. Todoroki's phone buzzed again.

"My ride is here." He bid farewell to Midoriya and Bakugo before walking out the front door. Midoriya's shoulders fell as Todoroki slowly disappeared into the distance. Silence. Complete silence. And emptiness. All his classmates and all his friends were now gone pursuing their lives and hero careers. A hand rested on his shoulder.

"Oi Deku, why you moping as if I'm not here?" Bakugo said, giving him a slight shake.

"I'm just going to miss everyone, Kacchan," Midoriya said, taking a long absorbing look around the main hall where him and Bakugo had been under house arrest at least three separate times. Where he had shared breakfast and dinner with his classmates who might as well have been their extended family. Where they celebrated Christmas and ate cookies together.

"Well, it's time to go, nerd."

And so they grabbed their belongings and left their U.A. dorms for the last time. Midoriya looked back at building that got smaller with every step.

"It's time to look forward now," Bakugo said, throwing his arm around Midoriya's shoulders. He looked up at Bakugo, his hair up in all directions. The sun shining on his skin, moist from his sweat. At his red eyes, that had saved him more than once. If he was honest with himself, he wasn't even sure if was going to make it to graduation. He'd never say it out loud, he'd get more than a tongue lashing for it from Bakugo, but he's glad he made it. He pulled his hand up and entwined fingers with Bakugo's hand on his shoulders. Yes, they were going to move forward now and they were going to be the best heroes Japan has ever seen.

(Except for All Might. – Deku).

(Fuck All Might! – Kacchan).