Chapter seventeen

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"Oh Gosh, I can't believe you have to go already; we should do this again."


"Ya, we totally should; it felt really nice talking with someone about, you know, everything. I don't want to leave."


"Well, YN, you're welcome any time if your lover lets you," Momo giggled, whispering in your ear, making them turn pink.


"Hay, stop that. You going to make me regret telling you about all that,"


"Whatever, Mr cliche misses you, so you should probably leave; you won't want him to wait too long, would you." Momo scrunches her nose, pushing you out of her big wooden gate to the sound of Aizawa honking.


Your time in the Yayurozu estate was magical; it was huge, looked like a city and felt like a home; most of your time there was spent having tea behind one of their lakes, just talking, and my god, was it a good talk. The both of you instantly liked them; she even told you her secret. She has a crush on Soto, a boy in your class. At first, it seemed clear cut. There was nothing wrong with a high school crush, but apparently, it's more complicated than that; the two families have arranged marriages for their children, and it's definitely not with each other. You saw the picture of the dude Momo might marry; he looks like he's in elementary school. You laughed your head off, and now that you were looking at the street outside the gates, you couldn't help but pout. Extracting waves, you walked to the sleek black car.


"Hey," you said, smiling.


"Hay, you look happy. Did you have fun,"


"Yup, I need you to owe you more favours; spending time away from you was like heaven,"


"Oh really,"


"Ya, really?" like his hand was on your side ticking you, you choked on your laugh.


"But you laugh so much when you're with me,"


***The wind runs, and hair flies from Aizawa's head, whipping you in the face.


"Hay rapunzel, get your crusty locks out of my face out of my face,"


"Meh, I can't hear you," Aizawa says sarcastically, wiping his head and making strans of his hair fall into your mouth.


"Plah so gross," you spat, flipping off the balcony of the building and landing on another.


"god, you both are so childish; how am I more mature than two adults?" Shinso shouted over the loud how old the wind was.


"Isn't there supposed to be an internship? Aren't you supposed to be teaching me something?" The young boy said with a cringe.


"Hitoshi, we caught five villains yesterday, so today is probably gonna be slow," You grew.


"yeah, your cousin is right. Most of the time work is just patrolling,"

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