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IZUKU'S POV
I heard a thump behind me. Snapping my head back so fast I nearly got whiplash, I spun around in panic, looking for the source of the sound. Then, I saw it.
A shock of messy ash-blonde hair lay attached to a lanky frame, lying in a heap on the ground, an expression of shock plastered on its' face.
Who is this person? Oh no... I think I must've scared him...
For that to happen, does he recognise me from somewhere or something?
How strange.
I slapped his cheeks gently, hovering worriedly over his face.
He... He's crying?
"De... Ku..."
"Where have I heard that name before?"
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Short Story⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒ [ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ x ɪᴢᴜᴋᴜ ᴍɪᴅᴏʀɪʏᴀ] [ 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ] In which seven words are seemingly enough to break one heart. !! 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 !! - Includes mature language. - Any of the images used...
