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𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮
𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚
𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙙
𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙
𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡
𝙨𝙤, 𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙
𝗕𝗬 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗡
✦༝┉┉┉┉┉˚**.☣ ♡ ☣.**˚┉┉┉┉┉༝✦
The next morning dawns with a quiet, calming atmosphere that feels like a reprieve from the tension of yesterday. You step outside, hoping a walk to the convenience store will help clear your mind. The streets are quiet, the sunlight soft and warm, and as you head toward the store, you let yourself get lost in the comforting routine of a weekend morning.
As you step inside, the familiar cool air and brightly lit aisles make you feel oddly at ease. You grab a small basket, browsing slowly, not in any hurry. Yesterday's confrontation with Katsuki still simmers in the back of your mind, but here, among the snacks and drinks, the memory feels distant, like something you can leave behind, at least for a little while.
You're reaching for a bag of chips when a bright, cheerful voice interrupts your thoughts.
"Hey! Sorry to bother you, but could you help me decide? I always get so stuck trying to pick snacks," the voice says, light and friendly.
You turn and find yourself face-to-face with a girl about your age, with warm brown eyes and short, light brown hair. She's holding a basket already half-filled with snacks and has a smile that seems to brighten the whole aisle. You can't help but smile back at her—it's rare to meet someone who feels so approachable right away.
"Um, sure," you say, gesturing to the shelves. "If you like sweet stuff, the chocolate bars over there are pretty good, and they're on sale today."
Her face lights up with enthusiasm. "Oh, perfect! Thank you so much!" She reaches for a chocolate bar, then turns back to you, her smile widening. "I'm Ochako Uraraka, by the way! I go to a different junior high, so I doubt we've met before."
You introduce yourself, surprised at how naturally the words come. There's something almost comforting about her, and soon the two of you are moving through the aisles together, chatting about snacks, weekend plans, and little quirks about school.
