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☆ thinking about how bakugou would definitely love from a distance (if he knew/thought his feelings were unrequited)
searching for them in a crowd just to then look at the ground, taking the long way around to avoid getting within 10ft of them, writing in his notes app about how frustrating this love is.
nobody can know, because this burning feeling of a silent love hurts less than the possibility of the one he admires finding out.
however, i don’t think he’d admit to it being love. liking someone is one thing, love without a relationship is another.
no matter how many months or years pass, he’d feel pathetic to admit it to himself or anyone else that he is in love with someone who (he thinks) doesn’t even like him. ☆