I once dreamed of spending my whole life with you. But now, I've never hated anyone as much as I hate you.

"I'm sorry, Kacchan." Finally, Deku speaks.

Kacchan closes his eyes, shaking his head. "That's what you always say."

"I'm sorry, Kacchan."

"It's too late, Deku."

"I know, and I'm still sorry. I'm sorry for hurting you."

"We both hurt each other," Kacchan says. "I'm not dumb enough to disagree that our relationship was shit. But we could've fixed it! We—"

"We couldn't and we still can't!" Deku tries to swallow the sobs that are meaning to come out of his lips. "Kacchan, we broke each other! I was having hallucinations of you back when I just left and it only stopped just recently. It was eating me away, Kacchan. I love you, loved you, and I couldn't stand myself because I keep on hurting you and you wouldn't fight back because you blamed yourself for what happened to me."

"But is my fault!"

"It's not. It was never your fault, Kacchan. Stop beating yourself over it and take accountability for things that are beyond your control."

Kacchan doesn't say anything, instead, he looks at the blue sky above them with a mournful expression. It takes a good minute before he finally speaks.

"You know, I haven't set afoot in that café ever since you left."

Midoriya blinks.

He chuckles. "It's the truth. Neither have I been going to the market where we used to buy our groceries because it would remind me of you. Nor have I been to the men's section at the UA mall because that was where I bought you my first birthday gift to you in a while. You remember what it is?"

"A wallet," Midoriya says.

Kacchan nods, fondly. "Yeah, a wallet. I remember Pinky asked me why did I choose a wallet as a gift out of all things I could give—"

"It's because you broke my wallet, literally and figuratively."

Kacchan smiles. "Yeah, that's what I told her. She thought it was funny."

"It was."

"It isn't to your old wallet," He pointed out.

Deku laughs. "True,"

There was a long silence between them once more, but this time Kacchan has a relaxed look on his face—he isn't wearing his usual scowl.

"You know, after you left, I flunked out every class and got kicked out of Yuuei."

Green eyes widen, he opens his lips to say something but no words managed to form in his throat.

"I couldn't even bare going to uni anymore ever since you left because it reminds me of you. And it hurts. It hurts so bad. So when you said in that alleyway that we're going to talk 'next time', I felt like a huge thorn was taken out of my chest, that every pain and suffering I've been through is worth it.

"Then this is what I hear from you."

Deku frowns, "Kacchan, I'm sorry. I didn't know—"

"You didn't know that you left such a scar in my life that I completely spiraled down the moment you left me?" Kacchan grins, but it doesn't reach his eyes. "Maybe it wasn't your fault, maybe it's mine because I couldn't keep my priorities in check and cry over you for 3 fucking months instead of doing my schoolwork. And even if I tried, I still couldn't because it will remind me of you and it hurts like a gun wound. I always end up crying on the floor whenever I attempted to."

"Kacchan, I'm sorry—"

"I don't blame you, of course. Don't worry." He reassures. "I blame myself for wasting my time on someone like you."

"Kacchan..."

"So this is what this talk will consist of?" Kacchan wipes his dried-up tears. "Me, telling you how everything went. You, saying sorry for things which you, what do you call it, call 'beyond your accountability'."

"Because Deku, I'm sorry, too. For everything that has happened between us. I've hurt you, you've hurt me. We ruined each other's lives and left scars that not enough amount of time will heal. Well, I think yours already did"—Kacchan gave him a sideglance—"but mine won't. Ever.

"You also didn't answer me."

Deku raises an eyebrow. "What?"

"I told you, I missed you."

Deku doesn't know how to react, awkwardly remaining silent in his seat.

He laughs without mirth. "You won't even bother to say that you miss me, too?"

"Kacchan—"

"You can't even force yourself to say those words for me? Even if it's just a lie?"

Deku doesn't say anything.

Kacchan finally stands up, turning his back on Izuku. His whole body was shaking, his hands were balled into a fist. Although Deku couldn't see his face, he knows. He knows that he's fighting back his tears.

"You know, I once dreamed of spending my whole life with you. But now, I've never hated anyone as much as I hate you."

And with that, Kacchan leaves.

Deku stands up, reaching his hand out as if this would stop Kacchan from leaving. He wants to go after him. Instead, he falls to his knees and wails.