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It had been a little over a week since she had her meeting with the girls, and her "meeting" with Ochaco.

And ever since then, Y/n has been ducking, dodging, and avoiding that green haired haired boy like he was a disease.

Every time she heard him call her name, she'd panic and ignore him, or run away. This made Midoriya sad. He felt like he had weird Y/n out when she kissed him at the piano last weekend, but Y/n was the one who kissed him. Not the other way around.

So now he was confused and sad. He felt like he was sending her mixed signals.

Y/n had a competition later in the day today, so she was going to hide out in her room until it was her time to leave.

She felt a sadness grow over her, supposedly because she was limiting herself of Midoriya.

But, it was for the best. Or, that's what Ochaco said. Evidently it would be best to just stay away from him overall.

This also made her upset.

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It was 6:00pm, and the violinist was about to take her leave for the train station for her competition.

She and Bakugou exited her room and Y/n tried to make little noise as possible assuming no one was down the stairs. About to put on their shoes she hears her name which makes both Y/n and Bakugou's head pop up.

They looked into the kitchen to see Midoriya standing off from the kitchen, with Ochaco standing by the the kitchen island looking with a disgusted look on her face, rolling her eyes.

"I didn't know you had a competition today..?" The green haired boy said.

Y/n ignored with and continued to put on her shoes.

"Ouch."

Looking at the girl completely and utterly ignoring him, he raised his eyebrows in surprise and crossed his arms in question watching as she acted like he didn't even exist. But this time it hurt worse because he was standing right in front of her.

"Well maybe if you weren't hanging out with your girlfriend you would know." Bakugou said sternly with an intent to hurt, leading Y/n out the door to the train station.

"Oh my gosh Izu!" Ochaco runs to his side and hugs his arm. "What did you do to make her so mad. She's completely ignoring you..." Talking in a babyish tone.

"I'm not sure..." Midoriya said brushing her off of him to go to lock himself in his room until Y/n came back to the dorms.

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Y/n's heels hit the floor with each step, making her presence bigger. She stood in the middle of the stage looking into the dark audience faces. The light blinding her eyes.

Her heart felt heavy and she was filled with sadness she could not express nor understand the emotions that she had been feelings. It was heartbreaking. Because now, seeing Ochaco with Izuku like that it now feels like-

"Number 11. Y/n L/n." A voice stated

She bowed.

Four judges then stood and bowed, and one then said:

"You may begin."









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The room suddenly ensued with applause. She was given a standing ovation while she stood mindlessly in the blinding lights, moderately out of breathe. Her mouth stood agape while her chest rose and fell.
Y/n stood in the middle of the stage

She was crying?

As she played tears peeled from her eyes and she just now realized that tear droplets on the floor. Bowing to the judges, to the audience and to whomever else was seemingly proud of her. Y/n's hair flopped into her face while her upper-half of her body was leaning down. She then suddenly stood back up straight, and quickly walked of stage with nonstop tears coming down he'd face.

She was ready to leave.

She didn't care if she won or not.

She was just ready to go.

Bakugou in the crowd immediately got the hint and followed her backstage to help her get her things.

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