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❝All Mig–❞ Aizawa didn’t have time to finish his sentence before a pair of gangly arms were wrapping around him in an unsolicited hug that the Pro-Hero reluctantly accepted, albeit rigidly.
❝You can let go now.❞
“Ah! Right, sorry.” A little laugh leaves him, and Aizawa is given another squeeze before he’s released proper. All Might’s expression is a wide, sincere grin as he looks down at him. Still in his personal space bubble.
“It’s just so good to see you! Nice to see some of the students, but...” He waves his hands a little dismissively. “How long have you been here? Are you alright?” He doesn’t... Remember Aizawa being gone in any capacity. But he also doesn’t remember what exactly he was doing before ending up here. Maybe he just hadn’t noticed.









