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fourteen
my love,
fall in love with you
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A week later
"You've always got your face stuffed in a book," a voice spoke. "Or in your iPad screen."
You looked up from the device in front of you to see Bakugo standing over you. He slid into the seat across from you, placing his things down on the small wooden table.
You were currently in the library, studying for your upcoming mid-term exams, about a week from now.
"Try my major," you responded. "Trust me, you'd be studying twenty-four-seven."
"Enlighten me." He placed his cheek on his palm, his full attention on you as you returned yours to your notes.
"Biochem."
"I wouldn't last a day."
"I think you would," you said, dragging your pen across the bright screen. "You're actually pretty smart, Katsuki."
He furrowed his eyebrows at you before speaking, "I... know that. A lot of people know that. What's with the 'actually?'"
"Nothing. Just messing with you."
He rolled his eyes at your antics and kept his gaze settled on you. You looked so peaceful; writing down your notes with your headphones around your neck. He couldn't lie to himself, he found this version of you pretty cu—no. Nope. Not happening.
"So, you wanna be a doctor? Seems you haven't changed since middle school."
"CRNA, actually."
"Same difference."
"Sure. Anyway, what about you? You major in fashion design, right?" you questioned, finally looking up at him. Though, to your surprise, he was already staring. You felt a small blush creeping its way down your cheeks, so you immediately returned your gaze to your iPad to hide it.
