It's Far from Over- S.K x Reader fiction

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yOte yOte yOte before this chapter starts that was long awaited because your dear author was having some writers block but they got it now, have a special announcement! -

Do you like anime?
Do you like action?
Do you like romance?
Do you like green headed dorks?
Do you like IcyHot?
Do you like hot headed annoying characters that serve no purpose?

Well looky here because I have started a new book that will be published soon-

      Infinite: Boku No Hero Academia              
                          Fiction

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Thanks and comment questions comments or concerns and enjoy the chapter!!

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The next day Kusuo sat his morning classes all alone. Aika didn't show up.

It was his fault. The least he could have done was try, but he ignored it. Hoping that maybe, just maybe, it would fly away.

After classes, Kusuo heard a sound.

"Hey Saiki!!"
"Buddy!!"

"Good Grief."

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Aika sat in her bedroom when her father wasn't around, looking through the box she had found in the attic.

She started sorting them into piles of her knowledge of the background of them, and most of them were ending up in the "What the hell is this" pile.

There was a few in the pile that she knew, like her fathers high school pictures, which were hilarious due to the fact that her father was trying to look cool, even though he wasn't.

Aika sighed, setting the box aside, and standing up. Walking over to her window, she leaned against the ledge.

She looked at the neighbors yard. It looked like the lawn was mowed just recently. She could see the flower buds starting to bloom in her neighbors flower garden. She can't help but admire the old woman's lilacs.

She sighed after staring out the window for a while. Aika walked to the box on the floor, and put everything away, pushing it under the bed.

She walked across the wooden floor with bare feet to her bedroom door, opening it and walking out to the stairs that led to the living room.

Aika looked around, at the same time making sure everything was neat and tidy, not wanting a harsh punishment later on.

She went to the kitchen and noticed she was actually hungry. She looked in her cupboards, eventually finding some ramen.

She grabbed a pot and began cooking it.

Eventually, Aika sat in her room on the floor eating some noodles.

She set the bowl down, hearing something.

Tap

Then again.

Tap

The sound came from her window, and she stood up, going over to it. Looking out, she saw a familiar pink haired boy standing out there.

'Finally I got your attention.'
'Why didn't you just get my attention telepathically?'
'Meh. Felt a little more romantic don't you think?'
'You're still using that dumb book, aren't you.'
'Don't call it dumb! I paid 300 yen for this.'
'Huh. Whatever, what do ya want?'

'I just wanted to check in on you. I feel bad.'
'Don't be, it's a learning experience.'
'Why the hell would this be a learning experience??'

'I found a box of all my old family photos in the attic, it's actually pretty cool. My mom was actually a nice person, but she didn't like my dad, and my dad refused to let me go, so she escaped by herself.'
'Pretty radical. Where is she now?'
'You're the one with powers, you tell me.'

'Couldn't tell ya now, I'll try tomorrow.'
'Gotcha. You should go my dad will be here soon.'

Kusuo looked up at the window sadly.

'I'll get you outta there, promise.'
'Ya ya whatever you dork. It's not like I'll die or anything.'
'Well it seems like it.'

Aika smiled down sadly at him as he began to leave.

'Hey Kusuo.'
'Yeah?'

'I love you.'

'I love you too, Aika.'

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