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ten — photoshoot.
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
"whatthefuck is our life."
"that sounds like a staement," todoroki said, lifting a cup of coffee to his lips, and blowing softly.
midoriya shrugged, "it is. there's really no answer to that question, but i can't stop saying it because what the fuck, you know? like, isn't it kind of insane we're skipping class to go to a photoshoot?"
"i don't have class," todoroki said with a small smile. he decided not to do the entire 'college thing' since he'd be the one taking over his father's company.
"you don't count," y/n said, sliding into one of the seats with her own mug of coffee. "izuku, i get what you mean. i mean- we're going to the same place for different reasons... and when the fuck did we become friends with screaming in japan?"
"are we calling it friends?" midoriya questioned.
"i wouldn't call me and katsuki friends," todoroki said, tapping his fingers against the surface of the table. "it's only been a week, though... hm, well i suppose katsuki is a... hands-on guy."
y/n spit out her coffee, "don't tell me you and... are... fucking?"
midoriya spit out his tea that time, "you and kacchan are what!?"
