(Post The Hardest Thing) It had been 10 years since Marcy had seen either Sasha or Anne in person. They've kept in touch after Marcy moved, but not nearly as much as Marcy had wanted. However, Marcy was visiting for Anne's 23rd birthday, and for a whole week at that! She was excited, but upon arriving and spending some time around both, she began to dread the rest of the week. Art by @Kyotemeru on Twitter!

My name is Katsuki Bakugou. I'm in love with a boy. Hes popular, smart, kind, and sweet. He is absolutely perfect. But the problem is, I'm a boy. I want nothing more than to go up to him and tell him how i feel. I see him every day and he seems to never notice I'm there. But that doesn't matter to me. As long as i can see him, i don't give a damn about anything else. And today, I'm going to his house. Note: Kinda like killing stalking in the beginning, but i made tons of changes as i went along.

Have you ever seen an art where you just can't stop admiring it? the longer you stared at it, the more beautiful it became? Where you are just so mesmerized to the point of having the urge of stealing it, keeping it away from the world's eyes. "So you were following me." There was a frown plastered on her face. Jecka exhales the toxin, letting the smoke travel around them. It was a different brand, Nicole could tell by just inhaling it. This one was heavier than the other one. She blinks, taking a step closer to lean in, close enough to get the smell of the perfume and the smoke that lingered around the two of them. Even her scent had changed. It was different, less sweet than before-something more greenish and refreshing. But... Nicole preferred the previous one. The one Jecka wore the first time they met, the same one where she would inhale it along with the toxin and the kisses they shared.