love ; izuocha

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everyone knew what love was. it was the sort of feeling that was describable and at the same time indescribable. that was the kind of feeling izuku got when he first met ochako.

actually, it wasn't strictly true. that feeling started off small as friends but grew larger and larger with each passing day.

soon, it was safe to say that he had fallen for her.

every time they came together, he would be a stuttering mess, unless he had something really important to say. for example, when he was discussing battle strategies or something to do with all the heroes he idolized.

the thing is, sometimes love isn't requited. you can love someone but the person won't love you back.

izuku loved ochako, but she loved someone else. and that someone else wasn't him.

it started when he casually asked her if she liked anyone at the moment. she answered with a yes and a blush on her face. and when she said his name, his eyes went hollow and his heart sank.

this wasn't how it was supposed to go... right?

love could also kill. it could make one want to shrivel up and die, and not fall in love ever again.

izuku separated himself. from ochaco, iida, and the entire class. he wasn't like his usual self, he no longer really cared about class anymore, and he just didn't find a reason to live anymore.

because she was his reason of living, and now that she didn't return his feelings, she wasn't.

love is such a simple and complicated thing, now don't you agree?

word count ; 258

date published ; 210517

a/n ; okay is anyone going to kill me just yet

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