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Bakugo as an adult, explaining when he fell in love with his girlfriend.
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It was almost 4 years ago, and me, her and some other people from UA were in the common room.
We were trying to guess something about everyone in the room, and she pulled my name out of a hat.
"I bet your favorite colors red! Not the dark red the light one."
"Pink?" Someone asked.
But I know that's not what she meant, like the red when you think of apples, or cherries.
I didn't have a favorite color before that.
She had such a damn influence on me that she gave me a favorite color and I've never seen it the same since.
It sounds so simple,
But it wasn't.
She didn't even know, I told her she was right, even people I've knows for years didn't even know. You'd guess that my favorite color was red, but you wouldn't know.
She barely even knew me then and it took me forever just to ask her out.
When I see red I think of her, in that room. And I remember that at the time her favorite color was lavender. Not because she told me, but because she drew flowers on her arm with a lavender pen. I've never noticed anything like that before.
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