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"𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑!" Y/N threw herself on the boy, crying fake tears. Iida patted his friends back, standing her up straight. He adjusted his glasses and placed a hand to his chin.
"Let me guess, you crossed the line and tried to comfort Monoma resulting in your currently dilemma. That dilemma being that you are now to embarrassed to talk to him."
Y/N nodded, sticking out her lip in a pout. "Right as always."
This hadn't been the first time Iida had to step in for Y/N and help her fix her issues. He was practically a pro at it by now. Thus how he was able to describe word for word her current problem.
Iida smiled, "I'll handle it, do not worry." He started down the hall waving, "Then you two can get back to flirting."
Y/N's face lit up, "TENYA!! IF I DIDN'T NEED YOUR HELP I'D KILL YOU!" She shouted, storming off in the other direction. Iida nodded, "You shouldn't shout in the halls-"
"SHUT UP!!"
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Y/N threw herself onto her sister's desk, sighing. "Momoooo." She whined, her sister sighing. Momo looked up from her book, raising a brow. "Is it Monoma?"
The girl nodded, Momo placing down her book. "Iida will deal with it." She assured, patting her younger sister's head. Y/N puffed out her red cheeks in response.
"Momo?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think me and Neito look like a couple?"
Momo stayed silent, turning her head away. Y/N picked up her head from the desk, turning to look at her sister. The black haired girl struggled to hold in her laughter, letting a giggle slip out.
"Hey! Why're you laughing!?" Y/N pouted. Momo turned, smiling. "Sorry Y/N but it's hard to explain. You and Monoma look like you either hate each other or are in love with each other."
Y/N tilted her head, "But I don't hate or love him."
Momo shrugged, letting out a light laugh. "You'll figure it out soon." She assured, patting her sister's leg. Y/N's brows knitted, confused as to what she meant.
But....I really don't hate or love him.
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"Monoma."
Iida tapped the blonde's shoulder, waving. Monoma turned, "What do you want?" He scowled. Iida sighed, pushing up his glasses.
"Y/N said it was funny seeing you blush."
Monoma's cheeks rose in color, his fist clenching. "Did she? WELL SHE WAS BLUSHING TO! THAT FUCKING JERK!!" He took off down the hall, leaving the other student alone.
Iida sighed again, this wasn't something he enjoyed doing but it worked every time. For what reason, he didn't know.
