Izuku stood there, his arms crossed and his cheeks puffed out, pouting about having lost the race with Katsuki. Katsuki just looked at him and smirked, rubbing it in his face that he had lost, before turning his gaze to the setting sun. The sound of tires rolling against the road as drivers passed and the sweet smell of spring flowers filled the air, the world being painted in an orange hazy glow, as Katsuki and Izuku stood there, waiting for the light to turn red.
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