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chapter fifth-teen: "the role of the victim"

chapter fifth-teen: "the role of the victim"

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Glancing around I noticed Katsuki by himself making me walk over to him however I noticed him holding his arm tightly.

"Deku...no way...not again. He's ahead of me." Hearing his words made me frown before I put on a smile as I went around him taking a hold of his arm analysing it with my still blue eyes that I figured was probably a good idea to stay like this.

"Katsuki..." I utter out but he pulled he's arm away harshly before closing his eyes, taking a breath as his eyes set on me.

"I'm fine." He put his hands in he's pockets as he had his normal facial expression on.

"You know, you tell me not to lie to you when I pretend I'm okay but here you are doing exactly that." I speak my mind which seemed to surprise him to say the least, my anger still flared as I crossed my arms having a staring competition before I gave up sighing as my arms rested to my side. "You should take your own advice before you give it."

Turning on my heel I went to walk away completely steaming in annoyance however he's hand reached out grabbing mine making me spin around to face him. I stumbled forwards into his chest slightly but i immediately pushed myself away making a smug smirk come onto his features at my actions.

"I don't know why you hide this side of you." He pulled me forwards making me go back to my original position of being against his chest. Going to push away with my arm he grabbed a hold of my forearm. "It's feisty." He glances at my arm than back at me. "I can see the fire in your eyes, it's enduring me to play with it, who am I kidding I'm going to conquer that fire in your eyes."

Feeling myself get flustered at this I looked away breaking he's gaze but that didn't stop him from moving so he's breath hit my neck. Why did I feel so vulnerable. "But just don't lose that fire in you when we spar against one another at the end of all this."

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