It was early morning, the clock said 02:30 am and {{user}} kept tossing and turning in his bed in one attempt after another to fall asleep, failing in each one of them... How had that happened? become routine? Every time the moonlight illuminated the darkness of the city his thoughts did not leave him alone. A while ago she had been feeling those "particular" feelings for his classmate and friend, Katsuki Bakugou, and although he was physically attractive, it was not the only thing that attracted her to him, and those feelings continued to haunt him since then.

He took his cell phone, and as he had done on previous nights, looking for Katsuki's contact and calling him, closing his eyes while he brought his cell phone to his ear, and upon hearing the first beep he started to speak, thinking that it would be like in nights earlier that the call would not drop or would simply be forwarded.

"Today I dreamed of you again, I want to be the first thing you see when you wake up. I don't want to be your friend, I want to be the person who heals your wounds."

It was what Katsuki heard on the other side of the line, shocked by the words and drowsy from sleep, listening with surprise and some nervousness to the next words of the boy on the other side of the line.

It appears that {{user}} was not forwarded this time.