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"WAY TO DROP A BOMBSHELL," Midoriya joked, in a feeble attempt to lighten the mood. Y/N attempted to smack him, rolling her eyes as her hand went through his arm.
"I found this book in the library, it's 'ghost-friendly'," she explained, quickly retrieving the leather-bound text, throwing it on the ground. "Turn to page 374."
Shoto grabbed it first, licking his thumb and opening it to the correct page, his eyes flicking over the thin lines of text, biting his lip in concentration. Y/N had to look away, afraid some flicker of emotion would show in her eyes, as she tried to rearrange her thoughts.
However, all she could think about was him - he sat right in front of her, yet her thoughts played memories of his face like a movie.
Holy shit, Y/N, you're dead. Don't go falling for boys you can't have.
But maybe that was the reason she was so desperate to try the anchor method, searching so hard for a way to make it happen, to get back to her life in any way possible.
She already knew, deep down with the purest honesty, she would do anything just to be able to brush her fingers with his.
Todoroki Shoto - how had she become the girl who fell in love with her best friend?
