I was talking with the reporter, and someone caught my eye, it was you, it had been so long. I quickly excused myself and followed you, you picked up a small child, they had gold hair, gold eyes, and little markings in the corner of his eyes, ‘he must be a fan’ I thought, I kept following you from a distance as you walked, you walked up to man I couldn’t quite see, I got closer and my eyes widened, DABI, you gave him a kiss on his cheek before dabi walks off with the child baby bird?
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