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[The last voice he thought he would've heard is Yuta's voice. His heart sinks, because it can't be possible. If it was possible, Bakugo would've known about it already. He would've said something to Todoroki that death isn't forever, right?

Shoto is too shocked and the phone hangs up. And his heart sinks, and hsi stomach sinks with it, and then they feel both in his throat somehow and he is calling the fastest he's ever called someone back. He waits for him to pick up.]

...Who is this? Please tell me who you are.

[ Yuta blinks, pulls his phone from his ear, taps it with his hand, and holds it back up to his ear as the dial tone rings out. ]

Hm? Were we disconnected?

[ Shoto isn't the only one whose heart sinks then. Yuta, for a moment, thought that maybe he was still crused? That he was in fact dead like Shoto's text had stated and that's why he couldn't talk, couldn't be heard... Until his phone goes off in his hand.

This time, as he listened to Shoto's voice, he was more nervous than before. ]

Who is it? It's me, Yuta... S-Shoto-kun, don't you remember me? I ... I got your text... I wanted to let you know I'm alright. I'm in the Garden. I'm sorry, I'm so so so very sorry, Shoto-kun.

[Shoto's breath is audible and the sound of it is jagged for each breath in and out that he's actually taking with Yuta saying it's him in the garden. This is a trick right? He's being fucked with by this place? That's what this is?]

...Yuta-kun.

[The last of his word is from a broken sound on his voice.]

You're alright?

[It's not classical disbelief, it's just...]

Where in the garden? I'm on my way.

[He has to see for himself, he has to know if this is just some bullshit being pulled over on everyone.]

[ It's like each and every sound from Shoto's side of the phone is amplified. Each wavering breath, the fall of his voice into a whisper, the broken sound that he wasn't used to hearing from his friend. It was enough to make Yuta tremble with sorrow. ]

Y-yea, it's me Shoto-kun, it's Yuta. I'm alright, I swear.

[ There was a happiness hidden in his tone, something that bubbled up to the surface despite the glaringly obviousness melancholy of the situation. ]

Oh, um let me see... Hold on a moment okay? I don't... I don't want you running into a dangerous situation or anything... I don't trust this place enough after what happened.

[ Classic Yuta, putting his friend first. But it was true, it was too good to be true in fact, he wasn't going to risk something happening to either of them. ]

[Shoto hadn't known him long but someone that he talked to as much as Yuta certainly had him convinced that this must be him. If this is someone else playing a sick prank, he can't believe how well they're doing. They would've slipped up, right? Called him Shoto or Todoroki? Because of how he answered? But no, he hadn't. It's 'Shoto-kun'.

Denying him to come out to the garden fits the bill, too and as soon as he's told to hold on, he stops where he was moving. Nothing needs to happen right that second as long as the phonecall is going on. Shoto's voice is still shaky, his voice joining in on the wavering sound.]

I thought... Yuta-kun I thought you were dead.

Edited 2024-08-31 00:39 (UTC)

[ It might have felt like a sick prank to Shoto. He could have thought this place was having fun at the expense if his sorrow but Yuta had been trying for weeks to be heard properly. So when he spoke and when his dear friend responded, Yuta almost cried.

In fact, he did. Upon being told Shoto thought he had died, he broke. Unable to stop the small gasping and sniffling sounds he made, choking on his words before they came out. ]

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Shoto-kun, I was. I can't explain it but I was and now im not.

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