Bad Habits - (Shouto x OC)

Daydreaming In My Underwear

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Lani POV:

The HPSC Times
Up & Coming Hero To Watch Out For? Meet Shouto Todoroki!
Article by: Kehlani Hidaka.

I drummed my fingers against the desk, still staring at the practically empty page of my laptop.

The writer's block is reaaal.

With a groan of defeat, I leaned back in my chair and threw my gaze towards the ceiling, hearing my best friend's voice chime from the bed.

"Did you finish your article?" Kai asked, not even looking up at me as she typed away on her own laptop.

I sneered at her in light jealousy as the sound of her keyboard clacked rapidly. I swear, no matter what time of day or what topic, Kai can always whip out the world's best masterpiece in under an hour—and she could probably do it blindfolded and drunk, too.

Gifted people. I swear...

She's an amazing writer. It's no wonder she's already been promoted to a real journalist.

"Noooo..." I moped out towards my ceiling fan. "And my first deadline is tomorrow. Yuna will have my head if I don't send it in..."

The late summer breeze filtered in through my open window, ruffling the pages of my countless notebooks sprawled messily atop my desk.

Kai continued to type away on her laptop, melting back more comfortably atop my pillows with a unsympathetic hum, "Then you better get started. It's not gonna write itself, you know."

I pressed my lips together, slowly rotating my chair towards her with a proposition I already knew she'd refuse.

"But, maybe if you just start it for me, Kai-"

"No, Lani-"

"Or give me an idea-"

"Nope!-"

"How about a single word?"

"Stop. being. a. lazy. bitch." She enunciated clearly, smirking at me over the screen of her computer. "There you go—that was five words."

I opened my mouth to retort, quickly closing it in pondering (desperate) contemplation.

"....I actually might be able to work with that-"

"Jesus." She reprimanded lightly, thumping her laptop closed with a huff. "I know you are not this pathetic."

Who said I'm not this pathetic? I'm moping around in my underwear about Shouto Todoroki. That's about as pathetic as it gets.

"At least one of us thinks that..." I grumbled, playing with the frayed hem of my old shirt.

Kai hummed and stretched her arms over her head, lazily lugging herself off the bed, "I couldn't write it for you anyways. I don't know the guy."

With a defeated groan, I face palmed into my desk, feeling the cool wood soothing my headache.

I've always hated summertime. It's hot, and sweaty, and extra full of people crowding the sidewalks. Bleh.

"But, I don't know him either." My voice came out muffled atop my notebook sheets—containing all my failed outlines and brainstorming ideas for this damn article:

Idea one: Shouto Todoroki - he has cool hair, I guess-

Idea two: Shouto Todoroki is mean af, but you swooning teenagers like that stuff nowadays, right-