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sorry for not updating i wanted to pre-write chapters.
I made some changes to the earlier chapters with stuff like the texting layout and POV changes lol
Be sure to expect me editing chapters, since I'm somewhat making the plot as I go along.
I didn't change any details in those yet though.

...should I do a thing where I write when I published a chapter, and then under it is an edit log??
idk uhh
o well
anyways, can y'all give me constructive criticism? Idk I just feel like.. ugh whatever.

Anyways, I've been thinking about this for awhile now and..
I decided this book won't completely adhere to the BNHA plot.
I still watch anime, yeah. I love anime.
It's just that..
1. I feel restricted by adhering to the plot and
2. I can't watch anime as much as I like now. My parents are getting stricter.

When I say my parents are getting stricter, they really are.

They downloaded parental controls on my personal iPad.
They're trying to restrict my access to social media.
They won't let me buy what I want. They only buy what they want me to want.
My mom even changed my personal iPad's password.
They really want me to "buckle down" I guess, and focus on studying for the HSPT.. but they also want to limit my exposure to Asian culture (i.g. anime and k-pop) and the lgbtq+ community. I remember I followed the official Wattpad account for that in 5th grade. I remember when my mom saw that she got so mad. She ended up completely destroying the iPad. I once posted it somewhere, let me see if I can find it...
yeah, here we go

😬yeah..
they're really homophobic..
they don't know that i came back to wattpad tho so dw
and they also don't know that a lot of my online friends are in the lgbtq+ community
but then again, they only know that like
5 out of (idk how much it's a lot) exist

whoops, didn't mean to make this A/N so long... eh heh..

sorrysorry
i'll leave y'all to read

『 kira。』ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄

➖ o(^-^)o ➖
ー y。reader ー
＊ ４：４５ＰＭ ＊

I breathed out a sigh of relief as I slid into Maya's booth, slumping down, "I am so fucking done with that little son of a bitch." I muttered, bringing a hand up to my forehead.

"Jeez, rough day?" The girl asked, "Oh, and I ordered for us a couple minutes before you arrived, just a heads up."

I nodded, letting out a groan, "You are my savior."

"No shit, Sherlock. I'm like your only friend."

"...I won't even bother with arguing because we both know that's the truth." I said, letting out a very, very, very, VERY small laugh. Actually, me laughing is a rare occasion, and Amaya is a huge fan of it. This being the case, she jumped at the opportunity to praise it.

"Okay, can I just say how perfect your laugh is? It's like.. so nice?? And angelic??? And then there's me, with an ugly ass dying bird laugh." She said, pointing out that I have a prettier laugh. I shrugged, taking notice of the waitress serving us our food and milkshakes.

"Arigato!" I heard Amaya exclaim as the girl left. Eyeing the food, I turned to her and asked,

"Something seems different here."

"Oh, yeah. I ordered you extra because i'M A GREAT FRIEND." She said, raising her voice towards the end.

"hOLY SHIT? I LOVE YOU. MARRY ME POR FAVOR" I jumped up and exclaimed, before realizing that I yelled that and pretty much everybody was staring at me. Mumbling an apology with a red face, I slumped back down into my seat. Amaya, being the supportive friend she is, was laughing her ass off.

"Nice going, loser." She snickered as I took a small sip of my chocolate milkshake.

"I take it back, I don't wanna marry a mean person."

"wait, wHAT NO"

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I flopped onto my bed, extremely exhausted. Talking to Amaya helped take my mind off of what happened, but it didn't make me feel too much better. That being the case, I grabbed one of my big, soft pillows and buried my face into it. And so I screamed my lungs out.

After a few minutes I felt better, so I did my usual nightly routine. Undo my illusions, take a bath, make sure I finished my homework, make sure my alarm clock is on, all that jazz and shit. I had just gotten comfortable beneath my covers when my phone let out a small ding, the sound of a notification.

Mumbling out an incomprehensible string of curses, I rolled over to the other side of the bed and felt around for the dumb phone.

"I'm gonna fucking murder the bitch that dared to message me at this time."

Finally grabbing a hold of my phone, I rolled back to the side of the bed I was originally on. Looking at the message delivered to me, I groaned. Of course, it's damn Pikachu.

pikachu! nyaaa~
You awake?

Scoffing, I quickly typed out a reply.

i am now, you little bitch

pikachu! nyaaa~
Hey, that's mean :(
You usually aren't like this
Something happen?

yes.

pikachu! nyaaa~
You can tell me!! ^^

you're keeping me from having a good night's rest.

pikachu! nyaaa~
...oh
Sorry
I just wanted to tell you that I did help your friend out a bit.
Tho I'm pretty sure she doesn't like me...

why'd you say that?

pikachu! nyaaa~
So I showed her to the roof
But I got distracted and stayed there
And she wanted to know why
And I may or may not have said a really bad pickup line

🤦‍♀️
did i not tell you she hates that shit?

pikachu! nyaaa~
..you did?

Kaminari stopped typing for a couple minutes. I assumed he was going through chat history. Groaning, I decided to sit up against the headboard of my head, just so in a case where I may drop my phone, it won't be splat right onto my face. That shit fucking hURTS. 

oh, you did.
There's more though
After she was done yelling at me she just went "poof"
I tried asking people where she was but they said she was at her desk
but she wasn't??

wow
you really pissed her off
are you sure there's not more as to why she got angry?

pikachu! nyaaa~
??no.. but how do you know that I did piss her off a lot?

Scoffing, I thought,

"You sure did do more than that shit, you bitch."

she used her quirk on you, dumbass.
she creates illusions.

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