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Did i never post chapter 2 of the unkissable prince? and no one told me, cause i cant fin it on my page

Idea 1600

One-sided kiribaku where kirishima is in love with Bakugo but he notices that bakugou like Deku so Kiri start to change so that maybe bakugou will like him. it starts off with freckles, Kiri draws on fake freckles, at first there's barely any, but every day there's more as Kiri hopes that Bakugo will care if there's more. Then he starts styling his hair and clothes differently, he styles his hair to look like Deku, and though bakugou comments about it, it's more negative than when he was called shittyhair.

Eventually, Kirishima being desperate buys a green hair dye, but before he is able to dye his hair, his friend's mina sero and Denki stop him. Telling him that they've noticed his change and now that its an attentive to get bakugous attention, and tell him that bakugou ain't worth it, that no one is worth changing yourself/ becoming someone else.

Kiri cries while his friends comfort him because he has awesome friends

The Unkissable Prince CH.2

I cant find it so ill post it again just in case

The past few weeks the cast had been working hard to make something they could be proud of, and they were proud of what they had accomplished so far as a group, but problems arise in individuals. Most of the actors were in their last year of high school and had other problems and worries this late in the school year. Lunch was one of the only times they could relax without having to do school work or production work. It was a time of fun relaxation, laughs and for some, it was a time to make new relationships or for some to evolve.

Denki and Shinsou had been working together during rehearsal almost every time the actors were given time to work on individual character work. Even though Denki was who Shinsou worked with the most, Denki was always disappointed when Shinsou worked with another actor. Now Shinsou was a part of the theater kid group, even during lunch. Currently, most of the students in the production were having lunch together and it was only the second week that Shinsou was a part of this lunch group and he had taken notice of something. For one he noticed the closeness of Tokoyami the actor playing Scully and Aoyama the french boy who played the french chef in the show, he assumed that they were together or were getting to that type of relationship. He also noticed that mina was ursal, not that she was naturally ursal but she constantly in character, basically method acting, and it scared most of the none theater people. What he took notice of most was how they treated Denki, for the most part, it was harmless jokes that could be taken the wrong way. What he was really unsure of was how Jiro treated him, her jokes were more insults than the others, half the time he couldn’t tell if she was even trying to joke about it. Shinsou could tell that Denkiwas affected by Jiro’s words, and he was too. Mostly because her insults were always about other’s feelings toward Denki. Things like

“Your so annoying, it makes people hate you.”

“It’s hard being around you when you are so stupid.”

"I still don’t how you landed the prince role when you the furthest thing from a prince .”

“It’s so hard to act like I’m in love with prince eric when you’re the one playing him.”

“I’m not surprised that you’ve never been in a relationship, I pray for your future partner.”

That last few ones were the ones that hurt Shinso because he was a part of Denkis prince Eric’s portrayal. The last one also struck a chord with him because he liked Denkieven before they become friends, he was almost hopelessly in love with Denkinow that they got to spend time together. Even though Jiro’s comments hurt both Denkiand Shinsou, neither of them was able to stand up to her. All Shinsou could do was find a way to comfort Denki when they were alone.

Later in the day after school now at rehearsal, once again Shinso was hoping from person to person helping them during their individual work. Denki was running over his lines, memorizing, blocking, and figuring out how to say each word, the way prince eric would. Shinso had taught him many acting tips in the past few weeks, it made Denki feel a little dumb because he had done acting for fun since he was little and he was only learning such things in his last year of high school. Denki sat and thought of tactics, a term, and a method that Shinso taught him. Basically, each line has at least one tactic, a tactic is an action verb that is aimed at the other characters in the show. For example, he used ‘to swoon Ariel’ quite a bit, swoon being the tactic and Ariel is who it is for. All the work he was doing made him think of Shinsou, and how Shinsou wasn’t working with him right now, it made him feel alone and jealous that he didn’t have the fluffy-haired boy’s attention. The director called for clean up which indicated the end of rehearsal, and Denki still hadn’t worked with Shinsou today, it disappointed him more than it should have.

Denki

I pack up my bag and script but stay seated in the chair I was in. I know that it’s time to go but I wasn’t ready to leave, not mentally at least. I watched as my ...our stage manager talked to our director, I have no clue what their conversations about but it’s not unusual for them to talk after rehearsal. I began to space out, still staring in their direction, I’m broken from this state when I notice both men looking at me, I panic a little because when two people are talking and looking at you it means that they’re talking about you, and I can only assume that their talking shit if it’s me they’re looking at. In my slightly panicked state, I didn’t realize that Yamada has left and that Shinso has started to approach me. I try to calm myself and get ready to stand up but before I could stand up I hear the amazing smooth voice of Shinso.

“Stay seated.”

Even though his tone wasn’t demanding or scary, I summited and was scared. I watched as he sets down something and pulls out another foldable chair, across from me and my chair. I couldn’t think of what to say or question but luckily I didn’t have to because he knew the answers to the questions I hadn’t even thought of yet

“I asked Yamada if I could work with you a little more today here because we didn’t get to.”

I nodded my head and took note of how awkward he knew that we were alone together. I guess he thinks I’m stupid because he went into more detail.

“He said yes, just no funny business and to lock up and that return the keys when I get home.”

He was less awkward now, he even rolled his eyes at the no funny business part. I assume that the shiny thing he put down was the keys to the auditorium. The most confusing part was the ‘return the keys when I get home’.

"Wait you live with Yamada?”

I yelled that a little loud and was a little too excited for that, it probably made him uncomfortable to be around a loud person like me.

"Yeah, he not my dad or anything. At least not biologically, he’s my foster parent, has been for the past 3 years but he hasn’t asked if I wanted to be adopted yet so I think he waiting till I turn 18 so he doesn’t have to deal with me.”

He laughs but I don’t think it’s very funny, because I don’t think it true, and Yamada isn’t like that. I hold my breath though, no one wants to hear my thoughts anyway, so I switch the subject.

"I was working on tactics today, hear let me show you!”

We worked for the next 30 minutes on different parts of the script, until we ended up on the wedding scene, the same scene that prince eric and ariel kiss. The atmosphere became weird between us, we weren’t acting or anything, just reading the lines and talking through different ideas. But the topic of kissing filled the air with awkwardness. But we had to continue with analyzing and discovering my character.

"I’ve been having trouble portraying Eric at this moment. It’s hard to show the love he feels for Ariel.”

I admitted to Shinso that love was hard to portray which is pretty embarrassing.

"I would try and draw out, or remember an experience for this scene, like your first kiss, or date, something romantic.”

Shinso suggested, I tried to rack my brain to find a replay that doesn’t include Shinso learning that I haven’t had my first kiss yet. But that’s what enders up coming out.

"I haven’t...”

"You haven’t ...what? Kissed someone? gone on date?”

Shinso sounds very shocked by this discovery. I just nodded my head not wanting to face him.

"But you’ve rehearsed this scene before, so you’ve kissed Jiro?”

I suddenly realize that every time Jiro and I have rehearsed that scene, Shinso isn’t in his chair, and when Yamada announced we would be doing stage kisses instead, Shinso hadn’t joined the club yet. Meaning that Shinso didn’t know about the stage kisses.

“No, she was uncomfortable with that so we opted for stage kisses, so I’ve never had a first kiss, not a romantic one or a fake one from Jiro.”

“Whats a stage kiss?”

I’m shocked, my stage manager doesn’t know what a stage kiss is. He knows all these other terms for acting but he doesn’t know about a basic stage kiss. Well, now I get to be the smart one.

"Well, it’s so that actors don’t have to kiss but it tricks the audience. Basically one of the actors grabs the other’s face and kisses their thumbs.”

I was feeling pretty smug about knowing something Shinsou didn’t. Until he spoke again.

“I don’t understand. Maybe I’ll understand better if you showed me.”

I cough out a little bit in shock, yeah sure it’s a stage kiss and I wouldn’t actually be kissing him, but the idea makes me nervous. It’s not like I don’t want to kiss him, stage kiss him, it’s the opposite, I’ve grown fond of him and might even say I have a crush on him. I know that I don’t have a shot with him or anyone for that matter but I can’t help but wish for more than a stage kiss. But if a stage kiss is the closest I'll get to being with Shinso I'll take it.

Without saying anything I get up from my chair and move towards Shinso, I place my hands on his face and then I lift my thumbs positioning them in front of his lips. they flout above his lips as I pause for a second, thinking about touching his lips with my thumbs, it’s still intimate in my mind, but his puzzled look makes me place my thumbs down on his lips. There soft, I would have expected chapped lips but this is a pleasant surprise. I close my eyes and kiss my own thumbs, I keep my lips there longer than I do when I stage kiss Jiro, but Shinso won’t know that. I pull away and open my eyes, to see Shinso smiling and almost laughing, then he begins to laugh. I began to feel insignificant and stupid again. I know I don’t have a shot with some as amazing as Shinso but that doesn’t mean I didn’t still hope that the stage kiss would lead to something more, and real.

“Sorry for laughing. You really haven’t had your first kiss.”

It’s that obvious to him, sure I told him but how can he tell how inexperienced I am from just a stage kiss.

“What’s that suppose to mean?”

I asked in a more rude tone than I meant to.

"Well you closed your eyes, like the whole time, and you were there longer than needed.”

“You’re supposed to close your eyes, right. That’s what they do in movies and like it’s bad if you open your eyes, or that’s what I’ve heard.”

Shinso nods at my statement but it seems to be in a teasing way.

“Wel that right but you make it seem like life or death, your eyes aren’t just closed there squeezed shut, and with simple kisses that the .. um … the stage kiss is replicating, it’s short. Cause in real life it would be a little awkward to put your lips against someone else’s without at least some lip movement.”

I find his corrections on my stage kiss annoying, and I don’t try to hide it in my voice.

"Oh, so your some sort of kissing expert?”

“I wouldn’t call myself that, but I’m more experienced than you.”

I become more annoyed because his voice changed and he became more smug

"Well, it’s not my fault I haven’t had my first kiss!”

I yell at him.

“Neither is it mine.”

“Yes, it is because anyone who hasn’t tried to kiss me is at fault!”

I blurt out without think of consequences, and when I look at Shinso and his smug, flirtatious face I know that there’s going to be consequences.

“So if I kiss you then I can be free from being blamed?”

I go wide-eyed, I can’t tell if he’s being serious. And if he is I don’t know if I want my first kiss to be under these circumstances. Oh, who am I kidding I was ready to have my first kiss be with Jiro for a play. I try to ask him how serious he is but it stumbles out in pieces.

“How ….uu. I ho-how seri-serious is your.. Uhh ...your ..proposal?”

I sound like a mess. I watch as Shinso stands up from his chair moving closer to me. His left hand rests on my cheek. Leans in and whispers...

“As serious as you want it to be.”

We stand and stay in this position until Shinsou whispers more...

“I’m asking if I can kiss you.”

“Yes!”

The yes that falls out of my mouth is too fast and too quiet but Shinsou heard it and leaned in. I don’t like to admit that I’m wrong but I was and Shinso is right. Without movement this is awkward. But then he snickers with his lips still on mine, that’s when I realize he wasn’t moving on purpose to prove his point. He begins to move, and I half expect it to become a french kiss but it doesn’t. I follow his lips movement hoping that I’m doing it correctly.

We eventually pull away, both our faces tinted pink with blush. I’m not used to silence so I try to fill it.

"Wow, where did all that confidence come from?”

Shinso was often not as flirty as he has been for the past 10 minutes.

“Don’t know, it happens more than you’d expect.”

His hand does that thing that I’ve read in teen romance stories, where it goes behind their neck. I can see the movement of hair and fingers and I assume that it’s some sort of nervous tick to play with his hair, it cute.

“So I think we did enough work for one day, so I guess it’s time to go home.”

I nodded and turn back to grab my stuff, I turn around and Shinsou is already ready to go, waiting for me, but he doesn’t seem to be annoyed like most people are when I take longer to get ready. He locks up the room and we walk to the exit together. When we get outside I turn to start walking home, Shinsou turns the other way but before I get too far he turns back and yells at me.

“Do you need a ride? People shouldn’t walk this late at night, I don’t mind giving you a ride. “

I turn around and yell back...

"I don’t want to get you in trouble for being home late.”

“I’d probably get more in trouble if I let you walked, that’s how my dads are, so come on.”

He waves me over and I jog over to him.

During the ride we don’t talk much, letting the radio fill the car, scaring off the awkward silence. I told him my address and he uses a GPS for direction instead of asking me every 2 minutes when to turn. So I was able to just watch him, and I never realized how attractive people can be while driving till now. Especially the one hand on the wheel, his right hand still on the shift even though it an automatic, his left hand on the wheel. The same hand that was on my cheek less than 20 minutes ago. The realization brings color back to my face, I begin to think about the kiss again. My thinking almost always leads to questions that make me insecure, and like always, I begin to question. Along with my brain answering with the most likely answer

Did I do it right? No.

Did he like it? No.

Does he regret it? Of course.

Was it just a moment thing? Yes.

Or does it have a deeper meaning? No.

Will it happen again? Never, don’t even get your hopes up.

Will we become more than friends? Idiot.

Did he hate it? How else is someone supposed to feel after kissing you?

Is Jiro right? Has she ever been wrong, no, and that hasn’t changed.

Will he stop being my friend? Probably and if not, it’s pity.

Why did he do it? To teach you, cause your a lonely idiot.

Does he like me? Not even a question, of course not, look at him, then yourself. He would never like you.

“Denki is this it?”

I’m broken from the negative thoughts. Shinso has already parked, I look out the window, and sure enough, it is my house.

“Yeah."

I step out and grab my stuff, I close the door, the window rolls down.

"Have a good day Denki.”

"Yeah, you to Shinso.”

I begin to walk away but he yells out a little more...

"Call me Hitoshi. Also, It wasn’t a moment thing, and I want to see where this leads.”

My back was turned the whole time he said talked, I stand there frozen in disbelief. It’s only when I hear his car drive away that I breathe again, my first breath also being a whisper of his name.

Don't Break my Heart

My first Blooming panic fic, I was inspired, writing block cured (for now)

Quest x GN!Reader

Quest takes reader out for valentine's day, trying to be sweet but ends up bringing reader's insecurities out at full force.

2.5k words

Trigger warning: Reader bulling themselves, Quest fear of being feared( that's a weird phrase), breaking down in front of people

Let me know if I missed a trigger or if you spot any spelling mistakes.

Feedback is encouraged!!

Masterlist

You currently sat across Quest. He had reserved a table at a nice restaurant, which was packed for valentines day. You felt a little selfish for not doing as much as your boyfriend. It's not like you were unprepared, you knew it was coming up but valentines day always left a bad taste in your mouth. You always went all out for your valentines, and it always went underappreciated, so you decided to stop celebrating valentines unless your partner instigated it. You didn't calculate it would be a surprise and here you are being spoiled and you have nothing in return. You looked into Quest’s eyes, they looked so perfect, so bright, so pure, and the memories of every other February 14th ruined the moment. All the rejections, all the times you were a bet, the days you were stood up in the rain, the fights. The nights you waited with anticipation for something as simple as a flower, only to be yelled at, belittled for wanting to celebrate a fake capitalist holiday. You repeat to yourself what you've been told over and over. That you're worthless, unlovable, unworthy of love, that you're not enough. You tell yourself not to fall for this, that it's all a lie, just like last time, just like always.

"Angel?"

That voice, it breaks your thoughts. Its Quests, you know that, something about his voice, the name he used, the way he sounds worried as if he cared as if he knew what was going on in your head. All of it made you think, just for a second, that everyone else was wrong, that those little voices were wrong.

"You ok? If this is too much we can leave."

He makes move to wave over the waiter, but you interject

"I’m fine Quest, this is perfect, I was just in my head"

Lowering his hand he reaches over to take yours

"You sure?"

You smile, looking into his eyes

"Never been more sure of anything"

The two of you got lost in each other's eyes, you both knew your words were not just about the restaurant.

"Did you need something, sir?"

The waiter nervously asked, not wanting to disturb your moment but also needing to do their job. Quest keeps his eyes on you, make sure one last time that you truly want to stay. Then turning to the waiter.

"Sorry about that, I know you're packed but would it be fine if we ordered now?"

"That’s perfectly fine sir."

You and Quest order and eat. The night is filled with cheesy moments, feeding each other, kisses, shared desert, longing gazes. It was almost too much, but as soon as you started to feel overwhelmed it was over, mostly. Quest was walking you home, hand and hand, you started to relax, recovering from being overfilled with all the cheesiness of the night, still fighting those thoughts from the beginning of the night. While walking Quest takes note of how many people cross the road to avoid him, not wanting to have his night ruined by outsiders he decides to ignore them. He turns to look at you, he takes the peaceful walk to admire his angel, the way they held onto him like he was safe, someone who would never hurt you, you cling to him like he was your protector. He loved it, loved you, he had to fight himself to not blurt it out loud, you were so focused and he just needed to wait a little longer.

Arriving at the door of your apartment, ready to get in and finally take a breath. You loved tonight, but you'd never felt this spoiled? Loved? You just wanted to be able to relax and process everything. So opening the door, after kissing Quest goodnight you were surprised to see candles and flower petals littering your apartment. You can feel the presence of Quest behind you. You know he is waiting for a reaction, you want to give him a good one but you can't hold it anymore as you let out a sob, you try to catch it but it's too late. Quest rushes in front of you, he checks to see if anything is physically wrong, his arms and eyes frantically rooming your body

"What's wrong? Angel? Are you ok?"

He sounds so concerned, so scared, you can't lie to him

"It- it doesn't make sense-"

You struggle to say more. Quest straightens up and pulls you into his chest, realizing his worry wasn't helping. He rubs your back and whispers to you

"Shh it's okay, breath takes your time."

You can hear his heart racing, you want it to calm you but it only makes you realize how nervous Quest is now. You refuse to make him wait, blurting out what you feel, not a thing of the wording

"I'm so scared."

He continued to rub your back

"Of what angel? Please tell me. I want to help?"

Sobbing out your answer, once again not think normally

"Of you. I'm scared of you."

As soon as the syllabus hits his ears he pulls away from you, his heart dropping from his chest, he swears he hears the thud it makes as it hits your floor. He questioned every moment you were ever close to him. Wondering if you were ever uncomfortable but too scared to tell him. Were you uncomfortable on the walk here? Did you want to cross the road and run away from him like everyone else? He takes multiple steps backward, almost tripping over himself, trying to protect you from himself. He had to protect you, even if it was from himself. He looks at himself, was he always this big, scary, threatening? Was he so desperate for your love that he missed all the hints that you hated him, that you were afraid of him? Quest does his best to shove his thoughts down, he's still here, in your apartment, your probably terrified and he can’t stop thinking about himself, he labels himself as selfish before speaking.

"Ang- I mean- I’m sorry. I never wanted to scare you. I'm sorry I didn't realize sooner- I’ll leave."

Even though he says those words he stays still, waiting for you to move from the doorway, he doesn't want to harm you anymore so he keeps his distance.

You had watched as Quest stumbled back, you were so worried, you plagued your mind for a reason he’d react this way. Was it something you did, something you said? You quickly realize what you said, and why it affected him this way. You wanted to fix this but he looked so panicked, you didn't know what to do, the words wouldn't come out and you felt approaching him would only make it worse. Then he spoke, you felt the tears drip from your eyes at his words. You knew about his past but you knew him for him, you knew he'd never hurt you. It was so obvious to you that he was safe that you forgot about his insecurities, or how others perceive him. Images of people avoiding him flash in your mind, moments where strangers asked if you were endangered, you never thought much of it, but to him, it was the very thing preventing him from going any further in your relationship. While you connect all the pieces in your head you let out a quiet cry.

"No"

Quest heard the tiny plead, his thought froze will he waited for you to say more, not expecting what happens next

You plan your next words out carefully, unlike before, and you take all the anger you had for anyone who ever looked at Quest with scared eyes and you yell, letting all that anger out in your explanation.

"NO- I’m not scared of you, physically- I’m"

You stumble over your words as you take a deep breathe, your voice back to a whisper

"I'm scared you'll break my heart."

You pause waiting to see if Quest will react. When he doesn't you start ramble, wanting to make it crystal clear what you mean. You cry through it all.

"I'm afraid that you using me, that I’m a joke, that eventually I’ll find out the server all placed their bets on how long I'll believe that you like me, care for me. I’m scared that you’re like every other person who ever claimed to love me, because, because..."

You start to yell again

"Because it doesn't make sense. Why would you like me? Look at me, I’m a joke, I’m worthless, I’m unlovable, and yet here you are. You, who is so amazing, you who has such an optimistic look on life, who has that outlook even though you've seen and dealt with things you never deserved. Why would you be here? It already hurts so much to think about and you haven't even revealed the truth. Please- please get it over with- just tell me the truth."

Your voice cracks so much it hurts, your legs struggle to hold you up.

Quest moves quickly as he sees your body start to give up, catching you, holding you tight against him. When he heard that first sentence he felt a wave of relief, he knew it was true. He had heard it in your voice, the honesty behind what you were saying, he heard the desperation of needing him to understand, and he did, with such honesty. His relief was short-lived as you continued, as he watched and listened to you say such horrible things. He understood that your beliefs weren't about him, but more about your past experiences, about how idiots, like society boys, treated you. He wants to change that, show you it is not true, show you that you can be loved, that you deserve just as much love as everyone else, he wants to do what you've done for him. When he watched your body start to give up he rushed to hold you, griping your body tighter than ever before. Quest holds you with all his might as he organizes his thoughts, taking in a shaky breath before speaking, before telling you what you need to hear, the truth.

"Angel? I'll tell you the truth but first I need you to accept that you're not any of those things anyone from your past has called you."

When you don't reply Quest pushes a little harder

"Say it 'I’m not worthless, I’m lovable and I deserve love'"

You stay quiet

"Please angel?"

His voice cares so much emotion with those two words, so you try

"I’m- I'm not worthless"

"There you go."

"I am lovable?"

"It not a question.{"

"I am lovable."

"And?"

"And I deserve love."

Quest pulls you out from his chest enough that he can kiss your forehead

"Good job angel. Now let me tell you how I feel about you."

He rests his forehead against yours, locking eyes as he begins

"You are not a bet or a conquest, I'm not with you for money or pity or any other crazy thought in your head, and the same goes for the server, we care about you. And I- I love you. I love the way I feel around you, I love the way you make me feel like I'm a safe person over a dangerous one, I love the way you make me forget the negative connotations that come with my size. I love the way you don't try and fix me. I love how you accept and see me more than anyone else."

"You love me?"

"Yes, I'm so in love with you it's crazy."

There's silence, Quest’s mind races again. What if they are scared of me and feel threatened to say it back without meaning it

"You don't have to say it back though, I understand that you might need time, and i-"

"I love you"

You whisper, tears streaming down your face, but a smile on your lips. He freezes and your mind races with the possibility that this was what he wanted that, that he was going to pull away, start laughing at how gullible you are

"Are you lying?"

"Never, never to you. I love you"

I love you

I love you

The two of you repeat the three simple words back to each other until Quest’s lips cut you off as he holds your head against his, kissing you with all the love he has for you. When you pull away the two of you laugh with each other. After a while, the two of you settle on the couch. You lay on Quest chest, relaxing to his heartbeat as the two of you talk about the day .

"Sorry I ruined everything."

"You ruined nothing, I still gotta say what I wanted."

"What was that?"

You asked, oblivious

"That I love you"

"Oh…right."

You blush as he said it again. He laughs at your reaction.

"Oh shush, I love you too, I've loved you for so long, and yet you get to have all the fun teasing me."

"Oh, and how long have you loved me?

You go silent before whispering

"8 months"

"What?! 8 months, what took you so long, I mean I've loved you for just as long but-"

"I was scared"

Quest stops speaking and lets you talk

"Just like today, I was afraid that as soon as I said it, you would start laughing and .. well y’know..."

Quest almost can't believe how long you've felt like this. He wishes he could do more, but to you, this was enough

"I’m not like anyone you've been with, I'm not a blind idiot."

You laugh at his remark

"I care and love you, and will always appreciate the little things you do for me."

He kissed the top of your head. The two of you basked in the silence as you worked up the courage to speak again.

"You know, I know you’re not like them, I never thought that you were, I know your different, better, it was just, I've never had this, a person who shows they care and-"

Your rambling is cut off by your loving boyfriend

"I know angel, I get it."

"And- I'm not scared of you, I never was, I know I said this but I feel awful I said that I couldn’t stand the way you moved away, or the way you looked at yourself, I feel so bad and I just- I wasn't scared of you, I was scared of losing you and even more of my dignity. I'll never be scared of you."

You look into Quest's eyes as you apologize, he doesn't have to say anything, you can see the love and forgiveness in his eyes as you lean in for a kiss. When you pull away the words fall from your lips.

"I love you."

"I know."

You lightly hit Quest on his chest as he laughs at your reaction.

"I love you too"

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