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I slipped a note into his locker, lonely and slightly scared of what might happen to us. I mean, we weren't really an item yet, but it still hurt to be away from each other for so long. It was a type of ache that hurt the soul. My mind whirled at the prospect of talking to him after so long. "You can do this Bakugou." I thought to myself. I walked back to class and sat at my desk. I refused to look behind me the whole period of class, and only once did I feel eyes on the back of my head. 

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