[Izuku pinks up at the proximity. It's one thing to hold hands, and another to stand so close like this. He's not complaining, though.]
Next stop is us. [His blush grows as he leans in toward Todoroki's ear to say it, making sure he's heard over the chatter of the train's other occupants.]
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Next stop is us. [His blush grows as he leans in toward Todoroki's ear to say it, making sure he's heard over the chatter of the train's other occupants.]