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“Please be nice.”
Although it had only been at most three seconds of his life, Satou’s brain replayed those words almost every night. It was part of his nightly routine - sneaking out of his bedroom window, sitting on the roof for the last cigarette of the day, thinking about Todoroki. Idiot.
“Jun, what are you doing outside? Go to bed!” a voice yelled from inside.
“Fuck off, Dad, it’s a free country!” he yelled back. Shit, can’t let them find out.
He stubbed out his cigarette and clambered back through, bed groaning quietly as he landed on it. It was nearly impossible to open the ends tin without making a noise, so he made a show of very loudly unzipping his backpack at the same time to cover it up. Sneak level 100. Spraying deodorant throughout the room, he left to brush his teeth.
Please be nice.
But who wouldn’t be? That awkward, bashful Todoroki, with the sun-bleached pigtails and shy smile and ginger freckles, was impossible to dislike. That stupid, goddamn beautiful girl. Fuck. He choked on the foam from his toothpaste and quickly spat into the sink. Scrubbing his acne-ridden face with a flannel, he sighed and inspected his reflection in the mirror as the water dripped down his face. Like she’d ever go for someone like you.
School tomorrow. Fuck that. He kicked his trousers off and onto the floor and climbed into bed. The small light in the corner of his room flickered softly, casting dappled light onto the ceiling. Sort of… yellow-orange-brown. Like her hair.
...It looks so soft.
...
Oh man, I’m such a creep.
Go to sleep now, before you have any more weird thoughts.