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I opened my eyes, the sun that has been up forever shined through my window. Meaning the person who rps me was online, so I got out of bed. Not bothering changing into my uniform, it would be a huge waste of time. Instead I brushed my teeth and put on one of Seros hoodies. Making me feel warm, and happy for just a moment. A sigh escaped my lips as I walked down the hall to the common room. And just like yesterday, it was empty, except for Bakugo and Mina, who have been frozen in the kitchen for god knows how long. Grabbing a banana, I sat down on the couch and ate it, my knees tucked up to the chest as I stared off into space.
Ever since the server died, everyone but me froze. But only because the person who rps me, Kami, still had hope. It was a stupid hope, the kind that makes you wake up happy, but quickly makes you disappointed. Maybe the summer will make things change, but I know it won't do anything. Standing up I didn't bother going to the school, none of the teachers would be able to teach, none of the students would be able to go anyways. So, I thought for a moment, wondering who I should visit first. Finally deciding on aizawa sensei, I headed towards his office where he had been frozen at. Opening the door, I teared up and grabbed t he blanket that had fallen off his shoulders. Slowly putting it back on him, that false hope lighting up inside me, making me think he'd start talking or even look over at me. But nothing happened.
Taking all the coffee cups I left him, I went back to the kitchen and dumped them out. Sniffling as I wiped my eyes, deciding to visit sero and shinsou next. Walking back towards the elevator, I made it to seros floor, walking into his room. I almost knocked, like I used to, but I knew better then to do that this time. And there he was, laying up against his pillows, his arms laid neatly across his stomach with that beautiful smile spread across his face. However, his eyes were closed, meaning he was asleep when he was frozen. I didn't even get to say goodbye, and now I'll ever see those beautiful eyes again. The eyes I fell in love with, the eyes I could stare into forever. Laying next to him, I wrapping My arms around him, clutching to the shirt he's been wearing for..what? Two months now? Maybe shorter then that.
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Leaving a soft kiss on his cheek he felt so cold, like he was dead, but he still had a heartbeat. And for that I was thankful. I really missed sero, I knew visiting him would bring me sorrow. But I didn't wanna leave him all alone here, I'm sure he would be overjoyed that I was visiting him. Maybe he misses me like I miss him. Even then I couldn't stop the hot tears from falling down my face, landing on Seros shirt and soaking it. I miss it when he would call me his sunflower, his baby, his bumblebee. Oh how I would do anything to bring him back. Soon, I got up. Wiping my eyes "I'll be back soon hon, I'm gonna go see shinsou now" I stared at him, hoping for a response, hoping for a nod of his head, or even a small "mhm" but nothing happened. So I turned on my heels and walked down, slowly closing the door, almost as if I thought he would wake up if I wasn't quiet.
Leaving the 1-a dorms I headed over to the 1-b dorms. Walking as fast as I could, not wanting to be outside much longer. Entering the dorms, Monoma and kendou were frozen, sitting on the couch, I bit my lip before running up the stairs. Finally finding shinsous room and entering. A small smile spread across my face as I walked over to him, he had been studying when he was frozen. Sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, I sat next to shinsou. Pulling the book away from his hands and sat in his lap. Holding him close, still trying to smile. Shinsou never liked it when I was sad, he would always want to try and make me feel better. I didn't bother playing with his hair, he never really liked it when it was messed with. So instead I left soft kisses on his cheek and forehead, rubbing his back and pretending that he could hear me. "Hey baby, how are you" I laughed weakly to myself. Knowing he would never answer, but god damn it. I missed it when he would call me pichu and lovely. I wish I told them both how much they meant to me sooner, but now it's to late. And I hate myself for it.
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I would do anything to bring them back, I would jump off mountain with no parachute, I would fight against a tiger without using my quirk, I would become a villain, I would never regress again, just to hear them tell me they love me again. But all those things combined wouldnt do anything, and they would never want me to do that. So until I turn frozen, or reunite with them again. I have been cursed to sit here and suffer, I'm not mad, I'm not angry at anyone. I'm just sad, sad that there was no warning, sad that I didn't give enough love to my babies before our time was up. And that guilt will live with me forever.
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