From: Anonymous

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kiss me until my lips are bruised<3

from: anonymous

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Was what the note that you had found slipped under your door to your dormitory.

You read the note over and over again.

"A prank?" You said to no one in particular.

"What the actual-" 

Ding!

You looked down at your cell phone.

New message from: gotta go fast🏃💨

A smile plays at your lips.

"Ida."

Tenya Ida had been your close friend since entrance exams; he had taken notice of you because of your quirk. Of course, you had other friends, but you two were especially close.

You open the message.

"Hello, Y/n. I have an important question to ask you."

"well, what is it then? :)"

You respond.

He takes a few moments, then sends another message.

"What is your favorite scent? (For a candle)"

You chuckle.

"hmm, I'd have to say cinnamon, or Christmas candles. why do you ask?" 

"I'm not sure. For some reason I was just curious. Thank you."

God he is so formal.

"np :)"

For a moment you had completely forgotten about the strange note in your hand, and you began to wonder who could have possibly written it.

It was sweet--or well, a little odd but still.

You walk into your tidy-ish dorm, note in hand. Drop your bag on the floor and flop onto your small loveseat. You let out an exhausted groan mixed with disgust and anger. Today's hero training had been, putting it nicely, awful. It didn't help that Mineta's eyes were stuck to you like superglue the entire period, or that you were sweating like a dog in your skintight costume, or that the previous night you'd gotten around two hours of sleep. You were a dead woman walking.

You look back at the note with your faced smushed against the blankets of your bed.

Should I tell Ida about this?

You thought.

Yeahhhhh..

You pull out your phone and send him a message, but you're not really sure of what to say.

"hey, Ida?"

"Yes?"

"so, I got this strange note today-it was slipped under the door to my dorm."

"A strange note? What did it say?"

You sent him a picture of the scrap of paper.

He began to type, then stopped. Which is very unusual for Tenya.

Then around 15 minutes later, he finally responded.

"Kiss me until my lips are bruised? Is that really what it says?"

"yep"

"Ah, well, you were right. That is peculiar."

"what am I supposed to do?"

............

No response.

"What??"

You said to yourself.

"The Tenya Ida didn't respond?"

You shook your head.

"Guess I'm screwed then."