Chapter 18 - Day for Difference

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     I woke up an hour ago. It was early in the morning when I did. I checked up on Todoroki but he wasn't in his compartment. All I found was a stripped bed with its blankets folded neatly in the middle of it. A note sat on top of it.
     'Dear (L/N),
     Thank you for everything you've done for me but I must not bother you any further. I have gone home by the time you have read this. Once again, thank you and I'll see you tonight at Kara Café.
                                     Sincerely, Shōto Todorokí

     I rolled my eyes and sent him a text after I'd read that. Saying how much an idiot he was for not texting me instead. But at least I had evidence of our friendship that I'll never forget. I put it in my memory box before I went down stairs and made breakfast.
     I was currently scrolling on my newly fixed phone that my aunt had graciously delivered to my front door this morning. Hence to why I woke up so early. I received a scolding but we hugged it out before she left.
     Ako wobbled down the stairs and went straight to the bacon on the stove without a word. She took a bite out of it before spitting it out in the trash can.
     "This is cold!" She whined.
     "Then heat it up." I deadpanned. She rolled her eyes and held the meat splayed in her hand. She focused and her eyes began to glow a fiery yellow. The bacon was soon steaming and Ako dropped it on the paper towel, shaking her hand.
     "Why didn't you just heat it up in the microwave?" I asked.
     "I'm lazy and I haven't used my quirk in a while." She grinned. I rolled my eyes and continued to scroll through my news feed. She plopped herself beside me, looking at me expectantly while chewing on her jerky.
     "What is it?" I say, my gaze never tearing away from my phone.
     "Tell me more about the Iida guy." She wiggles her brows and I finally look her in the eye.
     "Did you forget all ready?"
     "No! I know that he's his appearance and personality, but I want to know what his taste is. What he likes!" She exclaims. I sigh.
     "I can't help you on that but I think I know someone who can." I look back to my phone and press on a contact of my choice. I put it on speaker as it rings for a second. I then her a click and a groan coming from the device.
     "(Y/n)? Why are you calling me so early?" Uraraka mutters. I chuckle.
     "Bad timing?"
     "Kinda. I was sleeping."
     "Oops, sorry. But this couldn't wait. You remember my friend Ako?"
     "Yeah. She's cool. What about her?" I snicker.
     "Don't you think she would look great with Iida?" I giggle. Ako blushes.
     "Omg yes! Why didn't I know sooner?!" She exclaims through the phone.
     "Want to help her out?"
     "Yes! When and where?"
     "How about the little coffee shop downtown near UA? I can run some errands while you and Ako get ready?"
"Perfect! I'll call Mina and we'll be there in 30! See you there!" She said and hung up without another word. I glance at Ako and she's beet red.
"We better get ready." I tell geez she nodded an we got dressed.

I dropped Ako with Mina and off at the coffee shop downtown and left. I needed to do something first and take the doctors advice. I opened the door to the barbershop and the little bell on the door rang.

     "Thank you!" I call to the girl with scissors.
     "You're welcome! Have a nice day!" She called back. I strolled out with a smile on my face. I had my hair cut to about (Preferred short hair length) and it looked amazing. I felt amazing to be free from it getting in the way. I don't know why I hadn't done it sooner.
     I walked down the perfectly off white pavement dotted with people here and there. Someone texted me and I pulled out my phone.

Blastoboi: hey shit face
Me: WELL HELLO KATSUKI!
Blastoboi: what the fuck?
Me: hehe~
Blastoboi: weirdo
Me: I know now what do ya want?
Blastoboi: I'm bored.
Me: come right over!
Blastoboi: the hell?
Me: I'm bored too!
Blastoboi: fuck you
Me: see you in a BLAST! 😂
Blastoboi: fuckin stop

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