Dialing a wrong number was no unusual occurrence. Everyone did it once in a while, and Katsuki was well aware of that fact.
However, possessing this knowledge made it no less aggravating for him to discover — a full two minutes into his rant about his day — that he’d been venting his frustrations to a complete stranger. As if that wasn't enough, said stranger was also inexplicably determined to hear his story to its end.
I adored them. The way Katsuki struggled with his feelings was so real and the way he tried to express them in a way he knew Izuku would understand??? Oh I loved them. And the part when they were fighting and Katsuki tells Izuku that this isn’t a story and they don’t their get 10 months later epilogue and then they did?!?? Had me sobbing. The voicemails had me crying.
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Lo leí a las 2am. No es muy largo. Hay un poema muy chido (escrito y'know, por la ficker); otros maso, pero aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah que hermoso es el fic. Me gusta mucho Izuku Poetry Nerd.
It has definitely instigated my long forgotten curiosity and interest towards English poetry. While I was reading this story, I sometimes got lost in the beauty and depth of the poems. It was a very sentimental and emotional journey.