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I didn't really notice it until I actually sat down in my room and had nothing else to think about. Insomnia was an awful thing that I've had for years, but it was only getting worse. As I laid in bed, all I could think about were my friends.

We've had so much fun over the last few weeks—playing games, going to the mall, or even just chilling in one of their dorms. It was never boring and I found that I sometimes forgot the thoughts that usually plagued my mind.

And it hit me this night how alone I really felt. They were my friends, but was I theirs' ? It was an awful feeling to have. To feel like I didn't fit in with the goofy and, most of the time, kind group of friends.

Out of sheer boredom, I wrote each letter of the Bakusquad in a vertical column and filled in the empty spaces.

Bakugou
Ashido
Kirishima
U
Sero
Q
U
A
D

I wanted to fill my name out in the empty spot next to the D, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Folding the paper up with a sigh, I made a mental note to show it to the Bakusquad in the morning.

Before I could fall back into my bed, Zeido's dorky ringtone filled the otherwise quiet room. I was laughing when I answered the call and he huffed, probably because he knew why I was giggling.

"Why do you still have that as my ringtone, Denkiiiii..." Zeido whines loudly into the phone speaker.

I shrug and then realize that he can't see it, so it only makes me laugh harder. I've always been really awkward over call.

"Okay, you need sleep. You're getting slap-happy."

Now it was my turn to whine, "Noooo, please I'll be good!"

He sighed and I pumped my fist in victory, knowing I'd won. Zeido was a sucker for Yima and I, even if he wouldn't admit it. I missed this—our playful banter and just talking.

Though he said we'd hang out on weekends, when I told him about my new friends, he told me to spend some time with them. It made me feel bad to put them before my childhood friend, but he basically peer-pressured me into it.

"So, how have you and Christa been?"

"We—We've been great. We're living together, while we go to the same university." The happiness in his voice makes me smile.

"I love Christa, so you better keep her for a long time."

He laughs on the other end and I can hear some shuffling and then another voice filters through my phone.

"Hi, Denki. You doing alright?"

"Always am Christa." I reply with a grin.

Christa and I became closer after the Monoma ordeal and now she's one of my closest friends, aside from Yima. She still offered their apartment for any deliveries I needed, but couldn't ship here. It would be bad if someone decided to go through my mail in the dorms.

"I heard you made some friends, what are they like?"

"I'll talk to you later, Denks! I gotta get to work, but we'll talk about hanging out sometime soon!" Zeido yells over the speaker, followed by muffled noise and the sound of kissing.

It sent a pang through my chest, but I pushed it away. I'm happy that my friends have found happiness in each other.

"Be safe Zei. Love you."

"Love you too!"

"Your friends?" Christa reminds me once we hear the door slam.

The excitement in her voice must be contagious, because I start to rant and tell her about them. I sounded like a school girl with a crush, but I really just enjoyed my friends. The only friends I had in school were Zei, Yima, and now Christa, so this was new to me.

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