A cheesy Yasuhiro fanfic (that doesn't involve weed)

Cheeseburgers

Writers note: this is all set in an AU where no attacks take place, and this fanfic is written in y/n's perspective.. and a very popular yasuhiro headcannon is that he smokes weed. This clingy fanfic is for people who dont believe in that headcannon. So feel free to leave requests for more fanfics in the comments and some constructive criticism

It was a normal day in the "academy of hope".. well as normal as it could be. Only a few days before monokuma had introduced the rules on how to get out. Luckily enough everyone was keeping it level headed and everyone had just been spending the days getting to know each other.

I had my eye on a certain guy in school but me not being very close to anyone in particular I kept it to myself. His name is Yasuhiro hagakure, he's the ultimate Clairvoyant. He was older then the other students being that h was held back. But that didn't bother me that much because he acted just like everyone else. The moment i saw him I knew that i was probably going to get myself into trouble.

Being that I had nothing to do i decided that i might as well go talk to him, to be honest i was a little flustered but i hid it well. I went up to him like any other student and tugged on his sleeve..

"Huh?... oh! Hey y/n! What's up?" He'd mutter. The guy was an anxious mess ever sense the rules were announced.. maybe i can try to calm him down.

"Nervous, huh? That's okay." I said as i held onto his sleeve, almost as a way to keep him in place.

"Yeah, What if we run out of food?! What if w-" I cut him off.

"I can make you something to eat."

"Huh? Oh! Sweet! What can you make?"

Perfect, i can impress him with my cooking. It may not be good but i doubt he'll be picky.

"Pancakes, cake, cheeseburgers, rame-"

"Cheeseburgers would be so good right now!"

Huh, he cut me off this time. I guess that means that we've gotten a little closer.

"Okay, I'll get the ingredients. How about we talk a little more while i cook." I suggested.

"Oh! I've got a great story for ya!" He blabbered. Perfect, he took the bait. To be honest cooking alone is being depressing.

he started talking about the time his burger was stolen by aliens. I honestly shouldn't have expected anything serious out of that tall dork. I don't believe his story but I'm almost certain he believes himself. In about 20 minutes i had made us around 10 cheeseburgers. He took two and i took one. I left the rest out because theres no way me and him could finish it ourselves. We sat in the lunch room and ate. Next thing i know he starts talking again.

"These are super good! They're definitely better then anything i could make!" He yapped as parts of his 'super good' burger fell out of his mouth and onto the plate below him. He hid his mouth as his cheeks darkened in embarrassment, i think he remembered why talking while chewing was bad manners. I couldn't help but laugh, i covered my mouth as I remember how weird my laugh was. Expecting a judgmental stare i was pleasantly surprised by a loud belly laugh! He held his stomach as he died of laughter, at that point I couldn't hide my laughter anymore and started laughing along with him. Knowing that he didn't point out my weird laugh makes me feel much more comfortable around him. Seeing him blush was really cute though.. I think I'll hang out with him again soon.