"𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛..."
discloser: i don't own any of the my hero academia characters, settings, or you :) art is most likely not mine but i will say it is if it is mine (cover isn't mine its just edite...
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Mina POV:
I walk into class a few minutes before it starts and I notice 4 people. There's iida which- obviously he's here he's iida, there's momo which also makes sense because she's momo, there's deku and I'm guessing he ran into iida on accident and that's why he's here and then there's y/n which doesn't make sense.
they're sitting at their desk with headphones on and they're doing that pen spin thing. I never understood how someone does that. The pen thing I mean. It just looks like it's flying through their fingers. I watch them for a few seconds as they continue to be oblivious to all their surroundings before momo calls me over and starts talking to me.
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I'll be honest, I wasn't paying attention. I stared at y/n for the full 6 minutes before class and then aizawa yelled at me for not being in my seat. they still didn't look up then either. I bet that we could have a whole villain attack and they would still be sitting there. not even lifting their head. i get stuck in a trance of staring at her until I hear denki tap his pen on my table.
"psst, mina" I turn my head to him. "whatcha lookin at" he smiles and I roll my eyes.
"isn't it obvious? y/n" I hear kirishima whisper and sero tries to hold back a laugh. I glare at them and break denki's pen with my acid.
"Hello everyone." "Hello mr. aizawa.." the caterpillar-like teacher scans the room and his eyes land on y/n. "y/n could you come to the front of the class and share whatever you're doing that's distracting you from paying attention?" he asks them. I look at them nervously as they don't even move a muscle besides their hand, which is still drawing this unknown thing.
"y/n." still no response. they just keep nodding their head to their music and draws.
"Y/N." he half shouts as his scarf grabs their waist and holds them in the air. they finally look up and slide their headphones down to their neck, their face tinting pink.
"yes mr. aizawa?" they ask quietly and he glares at them. his scarf takes off their headphones.
"I'm confiscating these until the end of the day," he says with a yawn.
"But sir-" "no y/n I already know you don't have any sort of illness that makes you need these headphones." he puts them next to their desk "now sit down and put away the drawing." they sigh and do as he says.
i catch a glimpse of the drawing and frown when i sees a sketch of a certain green-haired mess. why are they drawing deku??? ugh i have to stop with this bullshit crush... i turn my head quickly to aizawa when y/n looks up at me. it's so weird how i could feel her staring at me for a few seconds before they looked back at aizawa. i hate that feeling. being stared at. it makes me nervous.
"Sorry mr. aizawa.." they mumble.
"It's alright y/n because you've just volunteered to be our example." I look over to y/n as they smiles nervously.
"hah- uhm what ?"
"We're going to do a poetry presentation and you're going first."
"WHAT SIR I DON'T KNOW HOW TO POETRY"
"you have the confusing part of it down. now just write a poem. we're waiting." they grunt and take out a paper, rapidly tapping their pencil on the table.
A good 30 minutes later, half the class is asleep and the other half are doing schoolwork or reading. They all turn around or wake up when they hear a loud scrape of a chair.
I turn and see Y/n standing, slightly shaking as they walk to the front of the class. I hear bakugou snicker and I turn to glare at him.
"Have you finally finished your poem?" aizawa asks calmly. they nod nervously. "Go ahead then. Read it out." they clear their throat and start reading.
"I walk up and down
Smile and frown
But who will drown
When the world turns around?
I walk up and down
In a purple gown
I lost my crown
In an abandoned old town
I walk up and down
This abandoned old town
I've found my crown
Yet I still drown?
I walk up and down
No smile but frown
As the world turns around
I'm the one who drowns."
Silence. Everyone stares at them as they sniffs a bit then puts the paper on aizawa's desk and goes back to their seat. aizawa starts to slowly clap. "That was perfect. thank you y/n." I turn to y/n and they look like they're about to break down but they look relieved at the same time. "You can go to your class with rosali now."
We all stand up and go to the lockers to get changed.
No POV:
As they walk to the lockers sero puts his arm around y/n's shoulders. "you okay?" they just nod back and keep walking. mina watches sero and y/n walk feeling a twinge of jealousy. As they get to the locker rooms, the pair splits and go to their respective changing areas. y/n changes in a stall as per usual as they hears clothes rustling and the boys screeching.
