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“Don’t worry about me."
Aizawa's voice was almost gentle. For some reason, this snapped Hitoshi back to reality. He bristled at the vulnerability and gritted his teeth.
“Don’t worry about me either, then.”
“Not how it works, kid. Come on.”
Shinsō Hitoshi's like a sore thumb in 2-A - a wildcard, an asshole, a complete mess. So, while the rest of the class licks their wounds from Jaku City, he indulges in a bit of lite vigilantism - what else is he supposed to do? He needs this.
Nobody has to know how deep he's gotten in over his head.