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gay thoughts: h e r .

"WHY CAN'T I JUST GET HER OUT OF MY HEAD?"

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(I skipped the rest of the sports festival, but I'll have a few flashbacks of it. Also, this story does NOT go exactly to storyline in the anime or manga. Bold text will mean thoughts since Wattpad's not letting me use italics.)

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It's been a five days since the sports festival.

You, had scratches all over, and a LOT of burns.

Why?

Well, for one you went up against Ibara Shiozaki, and two, Bakugou Katsuki.

The fight with Ibara was an easy win, but her torny-vines cut you and scratched, resulting in bandages, while Bakugou's fight with you resulted in burns.

You trapped her in one of your bubblegum bubbles and flew her out of the ring, you could call it, and the bubble popped.

Bakugo's fight wasn't an easy win.
You actually lost.

You were so close to winning, so, so close.

But you got blasted out.

You put up a good fight, and got third, which you tied in with a bird-headed boy named 'Fumikage Tokoyami' or 'Tokoyami Fumikage', it was one or the other.

Your father, Daisuke, hadn't talked to you at all.

You didn't know what he was thinking.

A million and one thoughts went around and around in your head, like a never stopping merry-go-round.

Today, was a Saturday, not including today, you'd have a day before you went back to class c.

It was boring, really, and sometimes you wondered if you should just ask to move schools to a normal high school, and get your second dream job, something you wanted to be along with the hero job: singing.

Oh, how you adored some singers, you've taken lessons in a few instruments- ukelele, xylophone, some guitar, and slowly learning piano.