『Heavily Edited: 05/11/2020 - ???』
Life for the rich and famous Number One Writer, Izuku Midoriya used to be great!
Emphasis on "used to be"...
He's just lost the spark in his life, no more inspiration and stuck in a endless loop of sequals and spin...
Edited A/N: The new chapter art will be explained in the following chapter but I'm using it for the entirety of PART 2 so that's why it's here as well.
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Hey everyone!
I know I was supposed to post this chapter on the 23rd but a lot shit happened and my Christmas was almost ruined because of it but everything's cool now. Also as a graduation and early Christmas gift my dad got me an IPad. It's freaking awesome and so nice to draw with! I also used it to finish this chapter too.
So yeah, I feel pretty good but I am sorry for the late update. Merry Belated Christmas and I hope you all have a great day!
So finally...FINALLY! I'm back!
But Imma cut our very beautiful reunion short and get to the point. Welcome to the second part of the story! Where shit really goes down! I'll be updating twice a month started January until further notice!
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You mayproceed now!
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PART 2
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It's the last day. The last exam. The last ordeal.
Uraraka pulls up her tie and adjusts her skirt. Slipping on her blazer, she walks over to her calendar and with a pink felt pen, she crosses out today's box and stares at it momentarily. She's really going to be done today. After this, she just has to wait for her report and then it's just entrance exams from here.
The brunette placed a hand on her chest, breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth. She then spins around and puts on her most confident smile.
"You can do this!"
She grabs her schoolbag, grabs her phone and heads for her door. Although, before she opens it, she glances at a particular green hoodie draped on her work chair. As she stares at it, her gaze softens when a certain famous writer pops up in her mind.
"I'll get to see him again today..." She mumbles, glancing back at her phone. "He's expecting a call from me later. I wonder how he's been? I've really missed him..."
She thinks back to their time together before now. They met by chance and somehow hit it off, developing feelings for each other while also thinking they couldn't be with the other person and now after finally confessing and even...kissing, they're transitioning into a whole new relationship.
