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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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"The evidence you managed to save whilst handling a situation like that is something admirable. Most pro heroes would be distracted with the idea of getting out." Aizawa looked at the two students who were now officially back in the classroom.
"I'm very proud of you both." He nodded at them and the class clapped enthusiastically.
"If it weren't for your teachings sir I doubt we would've made it!" Azrael smiled at Shoto who was holding her hand with a nervous expression.
"I appreciate the thanks and I'm more appreciative of the fact that you're both okay. You might have some people to thank for alerting me however." He then nodded towards both Bakugo and Midoriya.
"BAKUGO?!" The entire class yelled in shock.
"WHY IS THAT SO HARD TO BELIEVE YOU BASTARDS?!" The boy yelled.
Azrael flew over to him and patted his shoulder. "The hell is that?" He looked at her weirdly.
"It's a thank you. Thank you Katsuki." She said the last part quietly. "No problem." He mumbled under his breath.
"What was that?" Denki appeared out of nowhere. "SHUT IT YOU DISCOUNT PIKACHU!" Bakugo shouted.
"Thank you Midoriya!" Azrael hugged the boy tightly. "S-so close!" He squeaked. Shoto smiled at the sight.
"You were awesome out there Todoroki!" The class praised him. He nodded at everyone in thanks, then sat down. Azrael joined him at the back, rummaging through her bag for her books.
"Settle down. Class is starting." Aizawa said firmly.
The whole class was back and he couldn't be happier with that, as annoying as they were.
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"Shoto!" He looked up from his phone and saw his girlfriend, which he said in his head, flying towards him early in the morning as he waited outside of the school.
"New tights?" He indicated the black pair with white lines on the side.
"Yeah... Mineta keeps attempting to look up my skirt when I fly and my grey ones are busted." She twirled happily.
