Chapter 4- Day 1

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Ochako feels her phone vibrate in the pocket of her skirt as she slips on her shoes. She takes it out, and it lights up with a text message from Izuku saying to meet him outside in the backyard. Today was the second day of school. This meant that Izuku is going to assign her, her first task to complete.

As she walked outside she wondered what Izuku would be doing as his assignments. She assumed he was going to be doing the harder things. Things that could get him exposed and arrested if he got caught. For some reason, those thoughts bothered her. She really didn't want Izuku to get hurt. Even if he was the bad guy after all.

She watches a smile find its way onto Izukus face as she approaches him. "Good Morning Uravity!" He chirps. Ochako lets out a huff. He was being extra annoying than usual. "Not a morning person I see. Don't worry I'll make it quick." He says, winking after.

He pulls out a phone from his pocket and places it in Ochako's palm. "That's what Shigiraki gave me for you to use. Don't lose it!" Ochako nods. "So all I have to do is put it in my pocket and let it record the teacher's conversations?" Ochako asks. Izuku nods. "Luch is their planning period so there might be some juicy stuff. Especially since it's the beginning of the year." Ochako looks down.

"So what are YOU going to be doing then?" She asks, looking back up at him. Izuku smiles. "I can't tell you. It's a secret between me and Tomura only!" He giggles. Ochako lets out a huff and stares at him. He was acting differently than he normally did. He was always more on the level-headed and timid side. The way he talked and sounded was more...cute? Now he was acting bubbly and innocent. Something that reminds her of...well...herself.

"You can stop acting like that now..." She says, letting out a puff and pouting her lips, her eyebrows furrowing. Izuku tilts his head, a finger on his lip. "Like what?" He asks with an innocent smile on his face. Ochako clenches her fists. "Like THAT. Like me!" She says, her voice getting loud. Izuku can't take her seriously with the way her cheeks puff up in an attempt to look angry.

He sighs. "You're right. I'll stop. I thought it would brighten your mood if I wasn't acting like an ass." Ochako raises an eyebrow. "Well, your idea was dumb." She mumbles, slowly walking away. Izuku pouts and grabs his bag off the ground catching up after her. "Fine. I'll only agree to show you my true and unfiltered self. I can't promise I'll be honest with my words though." Izuku says. It sent a rush of relief over Ochako hearing his voice and words back to normal. "I prefer that over being fake."

Izuku smiles slyly. "Okay then. Whatever you'd like, Uravity!" Ochako looks at him from the corner of her eyes. "Didn't I tell you to stop calling me that?! I said to be normal!" She yells, causing a few eyes to be on them. "But I am being normal!" Izuku whines. "I just really think Uravity suits you." He says, winking. Ochako pouts for what feels like the hundredth time. He was going to kill her before she could even get started with the hard stuff.

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Ochako anxiously bit her nails as the last five minutes of class before lunch approached. She knew it wasn't a hard task and only had to act natural and nothing would happen, but for some reason, it was still making her nervous. She lets out a yelp as the bell rings, letting her know the class was over. Izuku makes his way over to her desk as she fetches out her bento box, her phone, and the phone Izuku lent her.

"All ready to go, Chako?" He says, stretching his arms. Ochako blushes and looks up at him. "C-Chako?!" She squeals. Izuku's eyes widen, and a light blush grazes his face. He ignores the hot feeling in his cheeks and comes up with a sarcastic remark about it. "Sorry. It just slipped out. Unless you want me to call you that since you hate Uravity so much." He says, leaning down and resting his hands on her desk. Ochako keeps her head down and hides her growing blush. Izuku can see the tips of her ears growing red and he giggles.

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