9 PM Panic- KamiBaku

9 PM Panic- KamiBaku

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(Please do not make sexual jokes/innuendos in my comments, it makes me extremely uncomfortable so I'd really appreciate it if it stopped. Thank you.) ||The fear of love (or falling in love) phobia is known as Philophobia.|| Katsuki had always resented the thought of love, thought it a risk and a waste of time. He wouldn't say it aloud, but he was petrified of loving. The simple thought of ever falling for a single soul made him nauseous. But no one knew that. No one. So how the fuck did he end up here in his bed at 9 PM thinking about stupid ass fucking Dunce Face. He fucking loved that little shit, of all the fucking people. He could've chosen anyone, but no. He fell for fucking Denki Kaminari. || Be aware that this story contains panic attacks and swearing, if that triggers you, I'd advise to not read this.||
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I'm honestly ashamed of this book. I wrote it some time ago and it just has so many things wrong in it and is overall cringe. I am planning to write a different and better version of this in the near future. And hey, maybe you should follow me to see when it comes out ;) !!!STRONG SUICIDE TRIGGER WARNING!!! Midoriya was walking home at around 11pm, after picking up some groceries for his mom. He sighed, knowing he would have to wake up early for school tomorrow. He walked on the small bridge, looking at the bright, full moon. It was a beautiful night. He turned his head facing forward, his eyes locking on the body in front of him. "K-Kacchan?" The ash-blonde whipped his head to where the shorter boy stood, piercing red eyes meeting soft dark green ones. There he was. The loud, brash, cocky Katsuki Bakugo, sitting on the concrete wall of the bridge, with his shoes off and wallet out, ready to jump off and end his life at any moment. . . "You know what, lets make a deal."

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