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Love is like a friendship caught on fire.
In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering.
As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
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"Todoroki! Close up after you when you're done your shift!" The boy nodded and continued to wipe the counter silently.
The small slam of the door was barely audible as the young man had earbuds in, the sweet melody of Soda by Nothing but Thieves gently whispering in his ears.
He then looked up and checked the time.
11pm.
"I should leave." He mumbled quietly, throwing the rag into the bucket and removing his apron, the snowy white half of his hair pushed back to lay on top of the red.
Shoto Todoroki was not fond of doing restaurant work. For one, when he applied earlier in the year, he had no experience whatsoever.
Secondly, the man only seemed to accept his recommendation because his father was standing by his side with utter intimidation in his stance.
Again he was seen as an addition, an extension of his old man.
He locked up when he finished switching all the lights off, placing his resignation slip on the counter and then began the long walk back to the dorms.
He tugged his jacket over his shoulders as he walked, adjusting the box of cold soba in his hand he had managed to grab before he left.
His backpack acted as a heavy reminder of all the homework he had to do this evening at the dorms and he was internally glad that his courses with Bakugo were over, or else he would have something else to ponder about.
Shoto then raised an eyebrow as he saw a figure by the gates with Mr Aizawa, speaking quietly.
"Ah Todoroki, was the shift manageable?" Shoto was barely listening as he was staring at a pair of large, pure white wings on someone's back.
"Oh I'm yes sir. It was tolerable. I quit however." Aizawa nodded.
"Well then, off to bed. I have to teach your asses tomorrow so get some sleep. Don't know why I bother anymore, seeing as one of you always finds a way to keep me awake for a stupid reason." Shoto nodded and then walked towards the building, but not before turning around.
It was still pitch black but there seemed to be a pair of fiery yellow irises staring back at him with soft feather like white lashes. They were literally glowing like lit canary sapphires in a soft shell.
He wordlessly turned away and then headed up the steps and went inside.
It was silent as he walked to the bathroom, taking a quick shower and then drying himself off. He sat on his futon, shaking his wet hair like a shaggy puppy then began dressing in a pair of pajamas.
He tucked himself in and then fell asleep.
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