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If Yamaguchi is to compare his freckles to anything, describe it as something, for him it's nothing but a curse. A curse that could lure in bullies, a sick curse that comes with insults of different kinds. He will always be that 1st year student who had spots on his cheeks and who knows even more of them scattered around his body. In your eyes, it's quite the opposite. They weren't just spots. They weren't just dots. They're pieces of art that make up a masterpiece that's Tadashi. Curse? Truthfully it's the other way around. His freckles is a spell which enchanted you of its beauty. A spell, with which when you look at him, it would feel as if you lost your way in the desert sands or you're drowning in a shower of constellations. Yamaguchi is that beautiful. "Is it really that pretty?," he would always ask you in that shy manner. Hearing you talk about how much you love that physical feature of his never ceases to warm him right to his core. He's never met anyone appreciative enough and now that you're his girlfriend, the green haired grew spoiled of ever so lovely compliments. Yama loves you for that. Yama loves you in his own way for that. Now everytime someone would notice his freckles, he'll be reminded of how stunning it is for a certain Y/n. That's all that matters.
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