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Everyday, I've been hacking out flowers from my lungs.

I've found out that more petals have been falling out; now, both green and red bloody petals flutter from my lips.

The red ones...

They look like normal petals.

I suppose it's the eye colours of me and Kacchan.

I wonder if it symbolizes the green-eyed boy loving the other with heart shaped petals, while the red-eyed boy simply sees him as a normal... extra...

I hope not, but Kacchan's personality suggests otherwise.

Speaking of Kacchan...

He's been ignoring everyone.

Even Kirishima, and his small group of friends I've secretly quoted "BakuSquad" has been ignored.

I wonder why...

He hasn't picked on me either.

I thought it would lessen the falling petals, since he wasn't being mean anymore, but no.

As soon as he ignored me, the red petals appeared.

I wonder what's wrong.

Should I visit a doctor?

... no, they can't solve it.

Or, I can head to Hosu Hospital...

Last time I was there the services were rather nice.

... yeah. I'll head to the hospital.

Tomorrow is a Saturday. I'll head there tomorrow. Yeah, and I'll get tomorrow to rest too!

I'll be fine...

... right?

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I've been ignoring every extra in my class.

This is getting out of hand.

Everyday, I find the foreboding feeling much more powerful than the last.

The more worrying thing, though...

That damn nerd...

I sometimes hear coughing sounds from the bathroom at night.

I've heard that voice more than enough times.

It's that stupid Deku.

I wonder why he's been coughing.

Is it because he's tired?

Maybe... I should distance myself from him too.

So he can rest up.

That damn nerd goes around worrying everyone.

Well, at least I'm worried by him.

I guess...

I'll be distancing myself from him from now on.

I hope this wasn't a wrong decision.

I won't forgive my fucked up self if this wasn't the right thing to do.

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