Unspoken ✓

my friends don't know,

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── entry eight

i don't think anyone really knows how hard i've been trying with this. i'm not good at these things. i'm not good at talking to many people in general. y/n does makes me want to get better at it, but i don't know where to start. i don't want to rush this either, which is all anyone around me wants to do. i feel like i could sit in the classroom and look out the window to see y/n walking in the glow of the sun and fallen leaves to the sakura tree, and just write about her smile all day. but would i be able to go up to her and tell her how beautiful her smile is?

if i told her in person all the things i wrote down about her, then i would be talking to her the wrong way, right? and she would probably be weirded out, think i was really stalking her something, then my chances are ruined forever. if i stand too close to her and i realize she smells as wonderful as she looked... that's also weird.

there's just so much that goes into a good human interaction, my friends can't tell that i'm trying because they're all naturally good at it. they don't know i'm in the same boat as them, myself. i want to hurry up and talk to her, too. but courage takes time.

─── shouto.

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"NO, thank you." todoroki shook his head as he packed up his stuff from his desk. "i'll talk to her when im ready."

"too late," tsu said with a thin smile, "ochaco's already bringing her over here," a ribbit bubbled in her throat. 

"now's your chance, todoroki!" iida said seriously. he put his hand on his friend's shoulder and looked straight ahead, "be yourself and do your best! we all believe you can do it!"

"do what? i'm not doing anything," todoroki kept his eyes down at his food in silence. and in no time, he heard her voice and looked up to see y/n take a seat beside ochaco.

before y/n could say anything, todoroki jumped up from his spot, mumbling a small "excuse me," and fled the cafeteria.

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