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tōgata mirio - goodbye, my danish sweetheart

merry christmas and happy holidays!
i'm back so enjoy this story :3
song: i love you so by the walters.

CW: N.A.

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"Hey!" I waved excitedly, running towards him. "So... why did you call me here today?"

"Are we going on another date? So soon?" I asked cheekily.

I reached for his hand, holding it in mine.

I was waiting for his reply, but no words came out of his mouth. Confused, I shook his arm.

"Mirio? Mirio! Are you listening to me?" I asked, "Hey! Earth to blondie!"

"..."

"y/n..." He finally says after a minute of silence, eyes darting towards the floor.

"Let's break up."

I was confused. I stared at him, wondering if this was a joke. Well, he couldn't actually be serious. He did promise that we'd be together even if we became pro-heroes!

Brushing my thoughts aside, I laughed nervously, saying, "That's a funny joke! You don't mean it, right?"

He looks at me with a sad look on his face. Something was telling me that he was definitely serious.

I stopped laughing. My heart was beating out of my chest.

"... It's a joke... right?"

He looks at me, before looking away once again.

"I'm being serious, y/n."

"I... I want to focus more on my hero work. I don't think I'd have time for us, for this relationship anymore, so..."

...Oh...

So he chose his duties as a hero... Of course he did...

I knew this day would come, but not this soon! We were supposed to end our graduation on a happy note, not like this. It isn't supposed to end like this.

"But..." I trailed off. "You promised that..."

I stood there, letting everything sink in. I wanted to say something. Anything, just to make him stay a little longer. Yet, nothing could come out of my mouth. He was already walking off, heading back towards the classroom to collect his stuff. But I couldn't let him go. Not yet...

"I love you so," I told him, running towards him and reaching for his hand once again. At this point, I was just desperate, desperate for everything to just be a dream. Desperate for him to take back what he said. Desperate for him to stay.

And yet, he couldn't look me in the eye. Well honestly, how could he look me in the eye, after telling me all that.

I could feel my heart shattering even more.

"Please let me go..." He whispered.

I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it.

I shook my head, looking at him as I silently pleaded.

He gently pulls his hand away from mine.

"I'm sorry, y/n..."

...

Ah, what a nostalgic memory. I don't remember much of it, but I still remember how heartbroken I was. It did take me a long time to get over the break-up, but I learnt to forgive and forget, sort of. Everyone has different priorities in life, anyways.