Part 3

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I had given Keva back to her mom and I made my way home, taking the longer route home to take in the view of the city before sitting at home, most likely watching T.V with a microwave meal. The first thing that popped up on T.V was the incident Keva was tied up in. I sighed and changed the channel to something that wasn't villain based, I didn't need a reminder on why my sister was mad at me for getting Keva into trouble earlier. The good part was that at least I get to see her again, I'm not being punished by not being aloud to see Keva after today.

An hour or so passed and I was so invested in this film that I didn't hear the door go up until my T.V turned off, I sat up, throwing the blanket and all the Dorito crumbs all over the floor "AW COME ON!" I yelled "I was gonna find out if the sea prince was gonna be aloud to live on laaaaand it was getting to the best partttttttt" I whined, looked behind me and saw Izuku stood there with a little smirk on his face.

"Well now you may never know what happens next. I hope this isn't weird, but your door was open and i had to make sure you were okay after earlier, many people go into a trauma stage of recovery after something like that" He threw the remote back at me and leaned against the door frame.

"Pfft you know I'm a toughie, I know how to look after myself- Just cause I didn't get into the school of my dreams don't mean I've gone all soft Mr. Mydoria" I rolled my eyes and got the brush out to clean up- personally not a fan of hoovers, evil little things they are.

"Never said you were, I was just making sure that nothing bad happened after, also came to drop this off for ya" He handed me a sheet of paper, I looked at it then looked at him confused.

"A phone number? But I'm sure I've already got your contact" I put it on the table and carried on sweeping waiting on Izuku to respond.

"I never said it was mine" He smiled and left with a wave.

"WAIT! You're not gonna tell me whose number this is?!" I ran out the door after him but he was long gone before I could even consider catching up to him, so I sighed and went back into the house, making sure the door was shut this time, going back to my film, I need to know the ending. That's more important than a phone number.

-A day or two later-

I was taking a leisurely stroll through the streets, my plan was to head to the beach, It's a nice day, why not take advantage of it. Work has told me to take a few days off after the attack... It's boring but I can't complain about not going to work.

I had my music blasting through my ear buds- well to a point my ears don't just explode due to how loud the music is, but it's loud for me to consider is blasting. 

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Arriving at the beach, I kicked off my shoes and stepped foot onto the warm soft sand, nice and relaxing. I took the ear buds out and then continued my walk, along where the water meets land, getting the odd cold sensation on my feet from the water, it was clear enough to see the crabs scurrying under it, trying to stay under the water and out of the sun. This brought me back to my 'puppy' stages of life, splashing about in the water with my sister Jinro, our parents watching us from the sand, Yoshi running in and out the water like a typical hyper dog he was. Good times that was.

The daydreaming train just left the station, reliving all the past memories walking along the beach. I had no worries of potentially getting murdered by a villain- no one is that dumb, two days after an attack right?

After a sandy walk, I climbed up on a bunch of rocks and let my feet dangle in the water, its peaceful, no clumsy little kids to bother me or run into me, just me, the sea and the rocks, what more could I want right now?

I took advantage of the view I had, took my phone out and took a picture of the view and posted it online, other people show deserve a look at a view like this.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 02, 2023 ⏰

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