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✧༺♥༻∞ ∞༺♥༻✧
katsuki made it back to the classroom, minutes after your return, to see you sitting on kirishima's lap. he watched as you threw your head backwards laughing at something he had just said.
it wasn't until he saw this that he finally realized; he was a punk. a punk who refused to admit his feelings and now lost not only his girl, but his best friend.
now katsuki could try to stand to lose the girl he liked if it meant she was happy, but he would not lose his best friend— not if he had anything to say about it.
he groaned internally and sat down in his chair. he knew what he had to do.
"alright class, settle down." aizawa said, slowly crawling out of his yellow bag from the corner.
you got up and went to sit in your actual seat before aizawa actually started class.
you watched as he groggily stood up to the podium. "we're still in the beginning of your second year, so you know what that means,"
