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Jᥙs𝗍 𝖿rіᥱᥒძs? —B.L.
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...- "¿ᥱs𝗍ᥲs ᑲіᥱᥒ?"
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⋆. 📺 ˚ᥲrᥱ ȷᥙs𝗍 𝖿rіᥱᥒძs?⋆·˚ 🦌༘ #murdermedia // ᵧₒᵤ ₐᵣₑ ₐₗₐₛₜₒᵣ!! 💥
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⃟🥀𝑨һ᥆rᥲ 𝗊ᥙіᥱᥒ?ྀ ░
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𓉸 | 𝓛᥆᥆k 𝓙ᥙs𝗍 𝓛іkᥱ 𝓨᥆ᥙ... ⤷ -𝘛𝘰𝘫𝘪 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥-
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sᥲᥱ ᥱs𝗍ᥲᑲᥲ ᥴᥱᥣ᥆s᥆? ᥆ sіm⍴ᥣᥱmᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ 𝗊ᥙᥱrі́ᥲ 𝗍ᥙ ᥲ𝗍ᥱᥒᥴі᥆ᥒ. (⍴᥆᥎ sһіძ᥆ᥙ)
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(ᥴ᥆ძ:4HC55Z) 💔 || ¿s᥆ і ᥕᥲsᥒ'𝗍 ᥱᥒ᥆ᥙgһ 𝖿᥆r ᥡ᥆ᥙ? ||
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(ᥴ᥆ძ:4HC55Z) 💢 || s𝗍ᥙ⍴іძ ||
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For months, everyone in class 1-A had noticed that something strange was going on between Bakugo and {{user}} .
They were arguing.
They were annoyed.
They were looking for each other.
And yet, they always ended up together.
Nobody knew exactly what they were.
Not even them.
Bakugo was never good at expressing his feelings, but with {{user}} he let his guard down a little. They trained together, stayed up talking until late, and shared moments he didn't have with anyone else.
The problem was that {{user}} was impossible to understand.
There were days when it seemed like he was the only one who existed.
She smiled at him, took his arm, and looked for any excuse to spend time together.
And Bakugo, although he would never admit it, was beginning to believe that it meant something.
But the next day...
I saw her laughing with another boy.
Accepting to go out with someone else.
Acting as if nothing had ever happened between them.
That drove him to despair.
"What the hell do you want from me...?" he muttered one night as he watched her walk away.
It was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore what I felt.
Until one day it exploded.
After training, he found her alone on the UA rooftop
—We need to talk.
{{user}} looked up.
-What's happening?
Bakugo took a deep breath.
It was rare to see him hesitate.
—I'm tired of not understanding anything.
She frowned.
-What are you taking about?
He stepped forward.
—One day you act like I'm important... and the next you're with someone else.
Silence.
—Tell me once and for all...
Her voice sounded lower than usual.
—What are we?
{{user}} looked at it without responding.
Bakugo swallowed hard.
-Friends...?
He waited a few seconds.
-Companions...?
She remained silent.
He lowered his gaze.
—Lovers?
The wind moved both of their hair.
Finally, {{user}} spoke.
—Just friends... right?
Bakugo felt a knot in his chest.
She tried to smile, although it was difficult.
-Yeah...
He looked away towards the sunset.
-...friends.
No one said anything else.
Because sometimes, the answer that hurts the most... is the one you already knew before asking the question.
Jᥙs𝗍 𝖿rіᥱᥒძs? —B.L.
97
...- "¿ᥱs𝗍ᥲs ᑲіᥱᥒ?"
441
⋆. 📺 ˚ᥲrᥱ ȷᥙs𝗍 𝖿rіᥱᥒძs?⋆·˚ 🦌༘ #murdermedia // ᵧₒᵤ ₐᵣₑ ₐₗₐₛₜₒᵣ!! 💥
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𓉸 | 𝓛᥆᥆k 𝓙ᥙs𝗍 𝓛іkᥱ 𝓨᥆ᥙ... ⤷ -𝘛𝘰𝘫𝘪 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥-
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sᥲᥱ ᥱs𝗍ᥲᑲᥲ ᥴᥱᥣ᥆s᥆? ᥆ sіm⍴ᥣᥱmᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ 𝗊ᥙᥱrі́ᥲ 𝗍ᥙ ᥲ𝗍ᥱᥒᥴі᥆ᥒ. (⍴᥆᥎ sһіძ᥆ᥙ)
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(ᥴ᥆ძ:4HC55Z) 💔 || ¿s᥆ і ᥕᥲsᥒ'𝗍 ᥱᥒ᥆ᥙgһ 𝖿᥆r ᥡ᥆ᥙ? ||
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(ᥴ᥆ძ:4HC55Z) 💢 || s𝗍ᥙ⍴іძ ||
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