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hiraeth /hiraɪ̯θ/
(noun) a Welsh word for a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places in your past
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Katsuki...
It was so nerve wracking to admit what my second race was for the first time to one of my friends. Although it was more than scary, it was also relieving to know that I finally had someone to talk to about this problem.
"Let's play truth or dare!" Uraraka gleamed.
"Yeah, I'm down!" I reply smiling at her.
Iida nods in agreement, while staring at me. I bet he was wondering what was happening to me. I made a mental note to tell him later.
"Yeah whatever, but is there no catch like, if you don't want to answer your truth or do your dare?" Kacchan implied that he wanted something to actually make the game worth playing.
"Uhm... OH! I got it! You have to take an article of clothing off!" Uraraka concludes.
Kacchan smirked at this and agreed. Iida agreed. I looked at Uraraka worryingly. Did she forget about my collar. I laughed nervously. I guess I will just have to answer all my truths and do all my dares, no matter how terrible they were. I couldn't risk taking off my zip up to show this terrible collar I'm wearing.
"Okay, me first! Iida-kun! Truth or dare?" Ochako asks.
"Dare."
"I dare you to stick an ice pack down your pants for the rest of the game!"
The boys in the room winced. We waited for Iida's response. He sighed and began to take off his shirt.
"Bakugou, truth or dare?" Iida directs towards the blond boy.
"Dare, obviously."
"I uh... dare you to... um.. wait I am like really bad at this." Iida stuttered.
Uraraka chuckles and whispers into Iida's ear. His eyes go wide. They exchange some words and then Iida looks up again.
"I dare you to change into a dress, my mom has a bunch, I'll just give you one." Iida says, scared of Bakugou's response.
"Easy, give me a damn dress"
Iida and Bakugou go to a different room, I suppose his parents room. Ochako whips out her phone and waits for the moment when Kacchan would come out. I gave myself another spritz of cologne to cover my scent. It took only five minutes for Kacchan to come out wearing:
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