☆Chapter Twelve☆ Making a bond?

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"You fucking told them all didn't you?"   "L-Listen it wasn't apart of-h̸͕̞̳̼̼̞̝̟̦̹̮̄̔̓̌̐̽̐̋̌̍͗ͅǰ̸̧̛̘̤̩̳̣̳̩̮͍͋́̈̇́͛́ọ̶̧̻͈̺̈́ͅi̷͙̣͓̻͂͐͊̃̇́̄͘̚t̴̢̜̝͐̇̅̑̎́̈́̅̕r̵͙͛̎̏̽̽̓̄̉̓͊̀̐͒̚͠r̵͎̜̣̫̦̥̤̬̹͖̟̩̺̙̾̾̔̎̉̃̽̀͊͗̓͋̿̓͌͜g̸͔̀͛͂͆͂͌͌̃̀̌̊͗̚j̷̧̛͓̟͈̭̍͆͗̋̃̊̔͋̈͌̈͝ͅh̸͕̞̳̼̼̞̝̟̦̹̮̄̔̓̌̐̽̐̋̌̍͗ͅǰ̸̧̛̘̤̩̳̣̳̩̮͍͋́̈̇́͛́ọ̶̧̻͈̺̈́ͅi̷͙̣͓̻͂͐͊̃̇́̄͘̚t̴̢̜̝͐̇̅̑̎́̈́̅̕r̵͙͛̎̏̽̽̓̄̉̓͊̀̐͒̚͠r̵͎̜̣̫̦̥̤̬̹͖̟̩̺̙̾̾̔̎̉̃̽̀͊͗̓͋̿̓͌͜g̸͔̀͛͂͆͂͌͌̃̀̌̊͗̚j̷̧̛͓̟͈̭̍͆͗̋̃̊̔͋̈͌̈͝ͅh̸͕̞̳̼̼̞̝̟̦̹̮̄̔̓̌̐̽̐̋̌̍͗ͅǰ̸̧̛̘̤̩̳̣̳̩̮͍͋́̈̇́͛́ọ̶̧̻͈̺̈́ͅi̷͙̣͓̻͂͐͊̃̇́̄͘̚t̴̢̜̝͐̇̅̑̎́̈́̅̕r̵͙͛̎̏̽̽̓̄̉̓͊̀̐͒̚͠r̵͎̜̣̫̦̥̤̬̹͖̟̩̺̙̾̾̔̎̉̃̽̀͊͗̓͋̿̓͌͜g̸͔̀͛͂͆͂͌͌̃̀̌̊͗̚j̷̧̛͓̟͈̭̍͆͗̋̃̊̔͋̈͌̈͝ͅ"

    "Wait what are you, No.....stop GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME-"

    h̸͕̞̳̼̼̞̝̟̦̹̮̄̔̓̌̐̽̐̋̌̍͗ͅǰ̸̧̛̘̤̩̳̣̳̩̮͍͋́̈̇́͛́ọ̶̧̻͈̺̈́ͅi̷͙̣͓̻͂͐͊̃̇́̄͘̚t̴̢̜̝͐̇̅̑̎́̈́̅̕r̵͙͛̎̏̽̽̓̄̉̓͊̀̐͒̚͠r̵͎̜̣̫̦̥̤̬̹͖̟̩̺̙̾̾̔̎̉̃̽̀͊͗̓͋̿̓͌͜g̸͔̀͛͂͆͂͌͌̃̀̌̊͗̚j̷̧̛͓̟͈̭̍͆͗̋̃̊̔͋̈͌̈͝ͅh̸͕̞̳̼̼̞̝̟̦̹̮̄̔̓̌̐̽̐̋̌̍͗ͅǰ̸̧̛̘̤̩̳̣̳̩̮͍͋́̈̇́͛́ọ̶̧̻͈̺̈́ͅi̷͙̣͓̻͂͐͊̃̇́̄͘̚t̴̢̜̝͐̇̅̑̎́̈́̅̕r̵͛̎̏̽̽̓̄̉̓͊̀̐͒̚͠r̵͎̜̣̫̦̥̤̬̹͖̟̩̺̙̾̾̔̎̉̃̽̀͊͗̓͋̿̓͌͜g̸͔̀͛͂͆͂͌͌̃̀̌̊͗̚j̷̧̛͓̟͈̭̍͆͗̋̃̊̔͋̈͌̈͝ͅh̸͕̞̳̼̼̞̝̟̦̹̮̄̔̓̌̐̽̐̋̌̍͗ͅǰ̸̧̛̘̤̩̳̣̳̩̮͍͋́̈̇́͛́ọ̶̧̻͈̺̈́ͅi̷͙̣͓̻͂͐͊̃̇́̄͘̚t̴̢̜̝͐̇̅̑̎́̈́̅̕r̵͙͛̎̏̽̽̓̄̉̓͊̀̐͒̚͠r̵͎̜̣̫̦̥̤̬̹͖̟̩̺̙̾̾̔̎̉̃̽̀͊͗̓͋̿̓͌͜g̸͔̀͛͂͆͂͌͌̃̀̌̊͗̚j̷̧̛͓̟͈̭̍͆͗̋̃̊̔͋̈͌̈͝ͅh̸͕̞̳̼̼̞̝̟̦̹̮̄̔̓̌̐̽̐̋̌̍͗ͅǰ̸̧̛̘̤̩̳̣̳̩̮͍͋́̈̇́͛́ọ̶̧̻͈̺̈́ͅi̷͙̣͓̻͂͐͊̃̇́̄͘̚t̴̢̜̝͐̇̅̑̎́̈́̅̕r̵͙͛̎̏̽̽̓̄̉̓͊̀̐͒̚͠r̵͎̜̣̫̦̥̤̬̹͖̟̩̺̙̾̾̔̎̉̃̽̀͊͗̓͋̿̓͌͜g̸͔̀͛͂͆͂͌͌̃̀̌̊͗̚j̷̧̛͓̟͈̭̍͆͗̋̃̊̔͋̈͌̈͝ͅh̸͕̞̳̼̼̞̝̟̦̹̮̄̔̓̌̐̽̐̋̌̍͗ͅǰ̸̧̛̘̤̩̳̣̳̩̮͍͋́̈̇́͛́ọ̶̧̻͈̺̈́ͅi̷͙̣͓̻͂͐͊̃̇́̄͘̚t̴̢̜̝͐̇̅̑̎́̈́̅̕r̵͙͛̎̏̽̽̓̄̉̓͊̀̐͒̚͠r̵͎̜̣̫̦̥̤̬̹͖̟̩̺̙̾̾̔̎̉̃̽̀͊͗̓͋̿̓͌͜g̸͔̀͛͂͆͂͌͌̃̀̌̊͗̚j̷̧̛͓̟͈̭̍͆͗̋̃̊̔͋̈͌̈͝ͅh̸͕̞̳̼̼̞̝̟̦̹̮̄̔̓̌̐̽̐̋̌̍͗ͅǰ̸̧̛̘̤̩̳̣̳̩̮͍͋́̈̇́͛́ọ̶̧̻͈̺̈́ͅi̷͙̣͓̻͂͐͊̃̇́̄͘̚t̴̢̜̝͐̇̅̑̎́̈́̅̕r̵͙͛̎̏̽̽̓̄̉̓͊̀̐͒̚͠r̵͎̜̣̫̦̥̤̬̹͖̟̩̺̙̾̾̔̎̉̃̽̀͊͗̓͋̿̓͌͜g̸͔̀͛͂͆͂͌͌̃̀̌̊͗̚j̷̧̛͓̟͈̭̍͆͗̋̃̊̔͋̈͌̈͝ͅ





             ʀᴇ·ꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛ              

                ɴᴏᴜɴ

ᴀ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴏʀ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟɪᴄɪᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ, Qᴜᴀʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ, ᴏʀ ᴀᴄʜɪᴇᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ.



    A long sigh escaped my lips as I stepped outside the doors of UA. School was over and it was going to be a VERY long weekend with all the training for the sports festival and keeping up with other things. "Y/N?" I turned around to be greeted with Todoroki once again. "Hm?" I stopped in my tracks to talk with the multi-colored haired boy. "I was wondering if you wanted to train for the festival over the weekend since we have somewhat similar quirks we could help each other out."

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