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• CHAPTER THIRTEEN •
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Your heart thumped in your chest and your head felt like it was going to explode any second. Your chest rose and fell slowly as you sat on the bathroom floor. A public bathroom wasn't very sanitary, but you didn't have the dignity to care as much as you would any other time.
You didn't cry or anything of the sort, you just sat there with a pounding head ache as you stared at the stall door covered in a gross green paint and a few slurs written by the anonymous.
You weren't angry or sad at the moment. And even when you thought about it, you still weren't mad. How could you be angry at someone for something they didn't do? At the time that you had seen Izuku getting along so well with Uraraka you were already burnt out. The day had already been stressful, and your miscalculation just added to the list of things that made your day worse.
Finally, after what felt like hours you stood from the floor and left the stall. You clean your face off and pat down your clothes in the mirror. You take a minute to look at yourself in the mirror. You sigh, staring at your face and body. Your lips going downward in an unhappy motion, your brows furrowed, and your eyes solemn.
The door to the restroom opened and you were met with Uraraka. You forced a smile and greeted her, "hi," your voice was quiet.
"Hey," she smiled. It was silent for a moment as you took a few seconds to observe each other. You looked at her pretty face and her beautiful figure then glanced at yourself in the mirror.
