|| The Price for Pleasure | Hanta Sero x (female) Y/N ||

Chapter Two: The Bakusquad

Y/N's POV

Mina and Denki invited me to sit with them and their friends for lunch. The first boy they introduced me to when we got to the cafeteria was Eijirou Kirishima, who has amazing spiky red hair and a little scar on his eyelid and brow bone. The other one... was Katsuki Bakugou. He had no interest in talking to me. I noticed how both boys seemed unphased by me, and how the two interacted. Both pairs of crimson eyes were clear.

"Are you two dating?" I asked rather bluntly, my statement causing chaos. Denki spat his water all over Eijirou, whose face and ears were the same colour as his hair. Katsuki has dropped his chopsticks, staring at me with pure horror and burning rage. Mina couldn't decide whether to stare, laugh or hide. Hanta had no problem laughing at the display, the sight making me a little warm in the cheeks.

"What the fuck, you shitty nerd?! Of course, we're not fucking dating! I'm not gay!" Katsuki screamed, causing everyone around us to turn. He was totally gay. Father always said that boys shouldn't be with other boys, but the man was too old-fashioned. And chooses every moment he can to discriminate against anyone society has claimed is beneath him.

"Ah, yeah L/N. We're not dating. Just bros." Eijirou said, and I could hear the slight note of sadness and longing in his voice (*cough cough* Adrienette vibes *cough cough*). "Actually, if you wouldn't mind, could you call me F/N? I'm not really used to being referred to as L/N." I ask them, hoping it doesn't make them uncomfortable. "Oh, sure F/N. Would it be easier for you to call us by our first names?" I smile gratefully and nod, appreciative of their understanding.

We continued chatting until the bell rang and we had to get back to class. As we were walking back, my shoulder accidentally brushed Hanta's, and my dumb#ss overreacted and apologized profusely. He smiled awkwardly and reassured me that it was nothing, and when I didn't stop apologizing, he reached for my hand.

"Really F/N. It's ok, I wouldn't have even noticed if you hadn't apologized." He must have grabbed my hand unconsciously because he then looked down and noticed our physical contact. He quickly dropped it and started walking back to our classroom. "Come on, we don't want to be late; Mr. Aizawa wouldn't be thrilled." He chuckled sheepishly. Oh jeez, I was already crushing big time.

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After classes were over, most of us walked back to the dorms, a few instead choosing to go out and or stay behind. In the common room everyone else who I hadn't spoken to earlier introduced themselves. We talked for a little bit, and then Denki opened his big mouth. "Hey F/N, why do you want to be a pro hero? I mean no offence, but I don't get how you can fight with a love quirk."

Everyone turned to me in question, wondering my answer. I started to rub my hands as I pathetically fidgeted trying to think of the best thing to say. "Honestly, I'm only pursuing this because it's what my parents want. I'm not saying I don't want to be a pro hero, but I- ahhh, it's not my first choice. Or second." My new classmates all peered at each other, unsure how to respond.

"Why do you let your parents make that choice then?" I stare at Shoto with my brows furrowed. He had mentioned earlier that his father was pro hero Endeavor, who always seemed like an #sshole on TV. I guess even he must have some sort of freedom. "Because it's what they want? And I don't want to disappoint them; I owe them." "The hell do you owe them? Your life? Grow a pair and stand up to them dumb#ss!" Katsuki's comment had people turning their heads to him, not expecting him to even be paying attention to the conversation, let alone involve himself.

I started fidgeting more as I got a little irritated. It wasn't Katsuki's fault though. He didn't know. "It's a complicated situation, one I would rather not talk about if that's ok." Deku took that as a sign to change the topic, and almost everyone got invested in his suggestion to organise a sleepover this weekend. I didn't feel comfortable being around so many people anymore and excused myself to go to my dorm.

I didn't expect to be followed. But there Hanta was, jogging behind me to catch up. "Hey, are you ok?" We continued to walk in silence for a moment before I finally responded. "I'm not good at talking about personal stuff. And I kind of struggle with big groups of people; I can only stand it for so long." I turned to give him an apologetic look and noticed the genuine worry written on his face.

"That's ok, no one here will force you to talk or stick around if you don't want to. Just ahhh," Hanta looked at his shoes. "Don't be a stranger. We'll always give you space when you need it, but we're here to hang out or talk when you want to." He gave me a side look, and I couldn't help but admire how good-looking he was. I smiled at him. We got to the stairs (I know in the anime/manga they use an elevator, but honestly I prefer the idea of stairs. You'll understand when you get to the fourth chapter!), as even though both our rooms were on the same floor (mine next to Tsu's), there were separate stairs to each side of the dorms, splitting the boys from the girls.

Hanta pulled out a notebook and pen from his book bag and wrote something down. He ripped it out and handed it to me. "My number, if you ever want to talk." I was warmed by the action. "Should I give you my number too?" He chuckled before handing me his notebook. "That's what friends typically do." I scribbled my number and handed it back to him.

My number  (XXX)-XXX-XXXX (-;

-F/N xx

He stared at the message for a long moment, and he looked up to reveal a pink version of what he was a minute ago. We said goodnight and walked up to our dorms. As soon as my door closed, I ran to my bed and collapsed, flustered from being alone with him. He was too sweet. Too bad it can't happen though. I roll over to stare at my ceiling.

'That's what friends typically do' He had said. Does that mean he's only interested in being friends? I only just met him today, I didn't know why I was analysing his words. I didn't want to jump to conclusions; and besides, I knew I wasn't ready to date. But for now... a crush can't hurt, right? Guess I really am falling fast. Too fast to be honest.

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Hey guys, this chapter is a little shorter, hope you don't mind. I was thinking of making this a duology, since I kind of want the second fanfic to be Y/N x Shinsou. I'm probs gonna have a good and bad ending for this fanfic, but the second book would only be for the bad ending. I don't know yet, I just want to see how this goes first. Let me know what you think!