**** ANGST AND MENTION IF BLOOD****

Midoriya scanned the battle field, watching all of the villains be arrested and the heroes celebrating their victory.

He spotted a familiar face, waving as he ran over.

"Y/n! Y/n over here!" He yelled catching her attention, he came to a stop in front of her, waiting as she slowly turned to face him.

"We won! Isn't it great!"

"Yeah..."

"What's wrong?"

She paused, reaching up to her mouth as she coughed. She swayed, looking back at him. She began to fall, he caught her, gently easing her to the ground.

He looked around for help, screaming at the other pro heroes and medics as he pressed on her open stomach, trying his hardest to stop the blood.

"Stay with me!" He begged, a few tears rolling down his cheeks.

She weakly smiled, bringing a shaky hand up to his face, cupping his cheek.

"There has to be someone." She whispered, her arm falling to her side. A few pros ran over trying to pry Midoriya away from her lifeless body. 

"No! Please!" He yelled, watching as the paramedics rushed her to the hospital.

Bakugou watched from a distance, slowly making his way over the rubble towards the green haired boy. Midoriya fell to his knees, ignoring the throbbing pain in his head.

Bakugou sat down next to him, his arms wrapping around the other boy (I swear to god if any Bakudeky shippers say something i will-)

"Why her?" The freckles boy whispered, closing his eyes. Bakugou shook his head.

"I guess we'll never know."