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Rushed

A/N - This is my first fic so sorry if it's bad 😭

Izuku sat in class, zoning out into the abyss.
He hadn't been paying very much attention to the time, and only realized he needed to start packing up his things when the bell blared into his ears and all his other classmates scurried out of the classroom, in a hurry to enjoy their weekend.

"Shoot! How did I not notice everyone else putting away their things.." Izuku muttered.

He began hurriedly stuffing his bag with all of his belongings, and practically flew out of his seat in order to catch up with everyone else.

Unbeknownst to him, there was a blonde boy behind him, shoving his things away just a little slower. Just slow enough to watch Izuku sprint out of the door and see a medium sized notebook fall right out of his unzipped backpack. Just slow enough to not be able to find him through the crowd of people in the hall, all trying to get out of the building.

"Crap, where did he go?" Denki questioned.

He had almost gotten to him, but Izuku had blended in with the crowd of people (many taller than him) much too well for the electric boy to spot him.

"What even is this? It dosen't look like one of the books Mido-bro usually writes in."

The book, being a dark shade of grey and plain otherwise, wasn't numbered like the greenette's hero analysis notebooks usually were. It was a plain grey book, and it actually looked kind of sad in Denki's opinion.

"I wonder what's in here! Checking out just a few of the pages can't be that bad, right?"