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"COME ON, SHO, GET UP!"
Todoroki Shoto groaned, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand until it stung, stretching his arms up and yawning as the bright morning light hit him.
"You don't have to yell," he grumbled.
She appeared in the corner of his room, suddenly visible though she hadn't been mere seconds earlier - h/l h/c hair done neatly as opposed to the red-and-white sleep-ruffled mess Shoto was sure he was experiencing, e/c eyes lighter than their usual shade in the shine of the open windows, s/c skin mostly exposed by the white sleep slip she wore.
"You weren't waking up," she teased, folding her arms and doing her best to lean on the wall of his bedroom, despite her shoulder melting into said wall. "Besides, you're still the only one who can see and hear me, right?"
Shoto's memories flashed violently back to an occasion where he and the girl had been singing karaoke together at the ages of seven, and Natsuo had walked in and laughed at his little brother "singing alone".
Natsuo had laughed even harder when Shoto had insisted he was singing with his "best friend, Y/N."
"Yeah," he muttered, motioning for her to turn around so her could pull off his pyjamas, changing quickly into his school uniform for the first day.
