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“He's got a really hot girlfriend too!” Dabi added with a groan. “Why do all the weird guys end up with pretty girls? No fair!”
Himiko Toga appeared out of thin air, with a skip in her step and a toothy grin. “You're the hot girl Dabi!”
“I'm the hot girl?” the boy blinked, pointing at his chest in confusion.
The blonde bobbed her head and grabbed onto Touya's shoulder firmly.
“You're the hot girl.”
The homeroom teacher of 1-A glared at the two first-years standing in the hallway, lost but unbothered.
“I'm the hot girl,” Dabi repeated, giving a dopey grin as if it finally dawned on him, that he was in fact, a catch.
“No you're not,” Aizawa grumbled, before heading to the teachers lounge.