H I M

04.

I pull down the hem of my skirt. Can't believe I've been here for a month and yet, they still haven't gotten any new shipments of the uniforms in my size. I was starting to think this school was my personal hell. I always wore spandez shorts under my skirt, but it became a habit to keep pulling my skirt down. That, and I find myself doing it everytime I see Mineta wiping drool from the corners of his mouth when he looks at me. I ended up throwing him on his stomach about a few days ago, twisting his arms behind his back untill he cried out in agonizing pain in front of the whole class. Even Mr. Aizawa bore witness to me putting my hands on him and respectfully turned the other cheek.

Mineta haven't looked at me or the other girls weird since then, but I can't help but to keep tugging on this damned skirt! I stood around with Mina and the girls, who've surprisingly became some really good friends of mine as the days went on. We sat and talked amongst ourselves about frivolous things, often going on our own outing during the week away from the guys for a change. Things like going to the mall or just our to eat.

"Ceioni what is your size?" Mina tilts her head to the side, giggling as I tug on the hem of my skirt for the umteenth time since I walked in this morning. As always, I walked in with Kiri and Katsuki both at my sides, before I placed my things down and joined my group of friends. It became a daily thing now. It was good to be out of my shell, socializing now that I had friends.

"Hm, why?" I ask.

"I think you and Ochaco might be the same size, so you wont have to be fixing your skirt every second." She giggles.

"I think I have some skirts in your size if we do, Cei." Ochacho smiles over at me as I reach up and scratch my head nervously. Before I could even answer, I felt arms around my waist, making me yelp. A hard chest accompanied those arms, the light smell of taekwood gliding past my nostrils. I tilt my head upwards, seeing an annoyed Katsuki wrapping his blazer sleeves around my waist and tying the sleeves in the front. I felt my face getting hot, listening to Mina make cat calls.

"K-Katsuki what are you doing?" I stutter out, looking at his blazer wrapped securely around my waist. His now muscular arms on display in his short sleeved button up, that wasn't even buttoned. A white under shirt clinging to his body. His hands moved away from me slowly, sending chills through the fabric of my own unform as I turn to him just as he was going to walk away.

"Give it back at the end of the day." Was all he said. I blink, furrowing my eyebrows confused.

"I think Bakugo's got a crush." Mina wiggles her eyebrows. "He definitely did that cus he was watching you pulling your skirt down, making him all hot and bothered."

I swat at Mina's arm gaining giggles from both her Jirou and Ochaco.

"Shut up, Mina!" I say as she wiggles in her seat.

"Anyway, we're going to the movies this weekend– you are coming, right?" She rests her cheek on her fist as she glances up at me. I lean back on the desktop behind me, crossing my ankles over one another before crossing my arms.

"Yeah, if my training doesn't run too long." I say curling my lips into a smile. The classroom door slid open, Mr. Aizawa slowly trudging himself in as if he had a long night last night. I quickly glance at the girls before we scramble to our seats, I rushed past Katsuki's desk in the process, tapping his desk to silently thank him, before I passed Izuku who smiled at me before I plopped down in my seat.

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"Hi Katsuki!" Her voice sounded over the clatter of conversations at the lunch table. I had just sat down, across from her, with Eijiro at my right and Denki on my left. She was sitting next to Deku and Mina. Mina scrolling through her phone, earphones in her ears, while Deku engaged in conversations with Half n Half and Four Eyes. I blew air out my nose, pressing my lips into a thin line as I popped open my drink.