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Ongoing, First published May 31
Note: I do not own any of the art in here but I just want to say it's amazing, good job to the people that made it. :)

CW: no BKDK, fights, swearing, mention of suicide, abuse

ummm so hey y'all, nice to see you, this is a homemade batch of events that will happen in my au, so if you wanna see some action that will take place starring izuku Midoriya, I'm probably not you're guy! well, it kinda depends what your into. PS: I don't know how to make an intro, so don't blame me.🥲
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Elle est marocaine. Il est algérien. Elle essaye de le fuir. Il essaye de la suivre. Elle essaye de ne pas tombée amoureuse. Il l'est déjà. Elle a peur pour lui. Il a peur pour elle. Elle veut pas ressentir. Il ressent pour elle. Deux âmes sœurs, mais un monde à dos.