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Chapter thirteen: "Banana Milkshake."

I'm chasing fire when I'm running after you

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I'm chasing fire when I'm running after you.
- Lauv

 - Lauv

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Uncomfortable

I felt uncomfortable having to be in a meeting with a bunch of people who are pro hero's or from the police department. However it didn't really last that long since the statement I made was detailed on what happened.

This is why I found myself walking with Sensei Aizawa towards class 1A. Taking one glance at me and you'd never believe I had been kidnapped and tortured however once glance at Sensei and you'd think he's been through hell and back, he was completely covered in wraps.

"You know I could heal you if you want?" I ask him as we continue to walk, I couldn't read he's facial expression considering it was all of it was covered.

"Don't worry about me kid, you'll tire yourself." He spoke grumbling as per usual, as he walked ahead opening the door to the class. "Morning Class."

"MR AIZAWA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" They all yelled as the caught sight of him and I didn't blame them. Hearing all of them tackle him with questions, I knew what I had in store the moment they would realise I was back.

"My well being is irrelevant. Now I do come with good news." Aizawa spoke, as I walked towards the door pausing for a moment not ready to face them all. "Stella." I poked my head around the door with a timid smile as silence filled the air.

"Hi guys." I uttered out showing myself fully, waving my hand slightly with a closed eyed smile.

"AURORA," opening my eyes I was surrounded by all my classmate who were either excited or very emotional.

These were some of the top reactions:

• Uraraku was holding onto to me for dear life crying on my shoulder hysterically.

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