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MOB HEART RACE || Teruki Hanazawa x Shigeo Kageyama

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Parts 11
Time 1h 47m

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This will be a slow-burn romance from 10-20 chapters that will likely start with awkwardnesss and end with confessions/kisses/idk 
No smut because they are literally sixteen. Oh but cussing will happen. Yes.
It's mostly just gonna be Mob asking for advice and trying to avoid Teru because he doesn't understand his feelings. Oh and also...Mob gets the girl...kinda.
anyway enjoy!!!All Rights Reserved

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