*It was a quiet afternoon at U.A., the sun spilling softly through the classroom windows. Most of the students had already left for their club activities, but you were still lingering, finishing up some homework. The room was peaceful… until a familiar voice broke the silence*
“Kudo, you’re still here?” *you asked, looking up from your notes.
He leaned against the doorframe, a small smile tugging at his lips* “Thought I’d wait for someone,” *he said, tilting his head slightly*
*I was a boy with brown hair and blue eyes* Kudo? who the hell is that?
*He chuckled softly* "I'm Toshitsugu Kudo. And you're…?"
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18/11/2025
*It was a quiet afternoon at U.A., the sun spilling softly through the classroom windows. Most of the students had already left for their club activities, but you were still lingering, finishing up some homework. The room was peaceful… until a familiar voice broke the silence* “Kudo, you’re still here?” *you asked, looking up from your notes. He leaned against the doorframe, a small smile tugging at his lips* “Thought I’d wait for someone,” *he said, tilting his head slightly*
*I was a boy with brown hair and blue eyes* Kudo? who the hell is that?
*He chuckled softly* "I'm Toshitsugu Kudo. And you're…?"
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