[It isn't like there's much Izuku can do about the situation back home. Even if he does feel bad for his mother. Instead, he tries to focus on what he can do from here. In supporting Bakugo. He grins, nodding enthusiastically, hands raised in front of him like an excited little kid. Like they aren't actually still kids, really. Still teenagers. Even if they had been through far more than anyone so young should have.]
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