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❛    YOU KNOW,  MIKUMO.  .  .    ❜  she’d hum like she was a teasing big sister. a slight lean over to his direction as a grin would plaster on her face. it was very clear that she was in a good mood,   meaning that she would probably be really annoying to mikumo.   ❛    i think we would be good friends if you’d give me a chance!    ❜       a pout.

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@freklcss​:   “I want to stop at jeanist’s agency’s booth.”

        ❛     WHY THE HELL DOES IT MATTER TO ME?    ❜     he'd snark back at mikumo,  wondering why he had bothered to tell him this. it wasn't his job to babysit the god damn man,  nor did he fuckin' want to,  so it greatly confused him on why this little snot had told him that. did he think he wanted to visit best jeanist too? surely not,  right? he didn’t really think so,  but he should remind him anyway.    ❛     i ain't going to any booths unless it's all might's.    ❜

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@freklcss​    ♡

             BAKUGOU WAS DEFINITELY BOTHERED BY SOMETHING.   who knows what,  god who even cared? bakugou was bakugou. he would be mad even if something good happened to him.   (     well,  that was a popular rumor around U.A,  but its said as a fact at this point.     )    as if his day couldn't get any worse,   at the glimpse of the corner of his eye he saw purple curly hair coming towards him. oh,  what now?

           ❛     COME TO ASK ME WHY 'M IN A SHITTY MOOD?  if so,  you can fuck off.    ❜    though the blonde doubted it by the person,  mikumo,   coming towards him but he had to just give him a...  friendly reminder. red eyes avoided the other's glance for two reasons. 1.   fuck social interaction,   2.   fuck mikumo.  he'd rather fight right now than talk to this asshole  (     hypocrite,   )  or anyone for that matter