Imagine this, you're in your favourite book store, scanning the shelf for your favourite books resides. And there, nestled between the familiar spines, sits a red notebook. Imagine you're in new york at christmas, you're surrounded by people, by pos...
'What do I want for Christmas? I want to get to know you, notebook boy. Take me somewhere special, someplace in the city that feels like you. 'The most me isn't a place, Izuku. It's a time. Be inside the Grand Central Terminal before the first train arrives. I know it's early, but I promise... it is worth it.' I walk into the Grand Central Terminal to see nobody, I hear completely silence and I feel the wind pass me as I walk around the gigantic room. 'There are few moments when you can find stillness in the middle of the city, when you can enjoy the heart of New York without the crush of people. Tell me what you see.' I see the arch over the windows. It's still dark outside. But in here, the sky is lit up with constellations. I look up and spot little lights showing where the stars are in space. It feels magical, it feel nice, it feels like nothing I've ever experienced before. The world feels big and small and all mine.
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𝑩𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒈𝒐'𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒗:
Enjoy it while it lasts. People ruin everything. "It's your turn." I'm in a line trying to get a ticket. But this dude infront of me won't move because he's to busy on his phone. "Hey dude, look up." He finally moves to go get his ticket. I look over to see the notebook on the information's desk. I grab it and wonder off, reading the page with his handwriting. 'Now I know you like stillness, but you don't have to get up so early to find it. You just need a lesson from my cousin in Central Park. He's a zen master. He can tune out any kind of noise. If you can last 10 minutes doing what he does, leave the notebook and your next dare with him, and our game can continue.' I walk in to the park to see a guy trying to be a statue, he's has a grey body suit and reef with white flowers on his head, and face paint. I stand next to him and get into a comfortable position. As I stand there for 10 mins, a bunch of kids came up to me, starting taking photos with me, and some even started poking me. Not quite the silence I thought it would be. 'And one more thing. It's time I knew your name. Fair is fair.'
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𝑰𝒛𝒖𝒌𝒖'𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒗:
I wonder over to my cousin who is pretending to be a statue as usual. I look down to see the red notebook sitting in the bucket. I looked up at my cousin Koji, to see him giving me a big smile. Just before he goes back to being still before anyone noticed. I walk off and start reading. 'Dear Izuku, I value fairness, but I just I can't give you my name. It's too particular. It'd be way too easy to figure out who I am. Now that I am starving from trying not to pummel snarky preteens.' I chuckle softly at that. 'Let's get a snack. Find the cart at 72nd and 2nd and ask for Lot's Wife.'
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I look at the pretzel in my hands thinking what in the world?! "Wow! That's a lot of salt. I'm supposed to eat this thing?" This pretzel was bigger than my head and was covered from head-to-toe in salt, something like this.
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