"Babe! Come here!" Dabi shouted from their shared bedroom. Tomura made it upstairs, their daughter slung lazily on his hip. "What's wrong?" He asked urgently, falling to the ground beside him. Dabi pulled out an old shoebox from under their shared bed while their daughter ran to her room to continue playing. "What is it?" Tomura asked, glancing up at a teary eyed Dabi. "Do you remember when you wrote those notes to me every day until the end of the year? This is every single note you ever wrote to me. All one hundred of them." He opened the lid, scooting back a little bit and dumped the entire box out between them. They spent hours remembering the good times and laughing at the notes, cringing at some and crying at the others. They enjoyed the memories that flooded back when they re read all of them. Every single note was special and unforgotten after all those years. "Look where the first note got us." Dabi said quietly, collecting the slips of paper on the ground. "I remember you threw away the first one." Tomura admitted, helping collect the slips of paper. "I did? What did it even say?" He asked, pushing the box back under the bed. Tomura smiles sweetly at the memory of the first locker letter.
Hi, I like you.
~anon
The End
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Locker Letters (Shigadabi)
RomanceOne sentence chapter book. Everyday, a new note shows up in Dabi's locker from an anonymous admirer. Will he ever figure out who it is?