[When he hears his name spoken- "Izuku"- he feels like he's starting to lose his mind. How could a perfect stranger know his name? Even if they'd heard it somehow offhand, or were stalking him or-
Then the Quirk deactivates like a shed skin, once again revealing the true person underneath, and there's recognition dawning in those features. That platinum blonde hair, and soft features now sharp and hardened with age. A visage he thought had been erased from everything but his oldest memories.
Izuku's mouth goes dry, the last sparks of his flames turning to ash on the back of his tongue.]
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Then the Quirk deactivates like a shed skin, once again revealing the true person underneath, and there's recognition dawning in those features. That platinum blonde hair, and soft features now sharp and hardened with age. A visage he thought had been erased from everything but his oldest memories.
Izuku's mouth goes dry, the last sparks of his flames turning to ash on the back of his tongue.]
......K...Kacchan?