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nineteen — the industry.
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"you're glowing."
"i know," y/n hummed happily as she clicked send on her computer, the rough outlines for the new merch that would be released with the season in the email. they were going for the retro, vintage rock- say, america's imagine dragons. and she felt like she really outdid herself. on top of that, she'd been talking to jirou ever since their small miscommunication was cleared up.
she wouldn't have to wait long, as the articles, stories, and youtube videos about bakugou and todoroki dating were finally coming to an end. y/n stood from the couch, set her laptop to the side and made her way over to the kitchen, where midoriya was apparently trying out a new recipe. he glanced at her, "why're you so happy?" he asked, lowering the heat of the stove. "i'm never in the know anymore- did something good happen with jirou?"
"you're never in the know because we never hang out anymore," y/n said, drawing circles on the table. despite the fact they were roommates, their lives became completely different, separated from one another once y/n decided to drop out of college. "i miss you izukuuuu,"
"i miss you too, babe," midoriya scrunched up his face and added more of whatever vegetable mix he made to the pan. "and shou. i miss us, to be honest."
