My Hero Academia: Romanticise Like A Raven

LETTER - Part 1

I sniffled in my room, tears falling from my eyes and for the first time in my time at UA I didn't try to subdue them. Me and Momo were sat on my bed; she had her arm around me, squeezing my wails out. I was a human lemon.

"I'm not good enough for him, Momo. He's so perfect, and I'm so... not." I sobbed.

"Don't say that! You are good enough!" Momo cried, her own tears slipping from her grasp, "Gosh, I'm so sorry... I would never have pressured you if I had known."

"But you didn't know."

"That's no excuse!" Momo gushed, "How long has this crush been going on for?"

I thought for a moment, and then answered, "I guess it's been about two weeks..."

"So it's still early-"

"...Since it became an obsession. I've probably been crushing on him generally for about half a year."

Momo reframed her reassurement, "But he doesn't know that! You'll have plenty of chances to tell him."

There was a pause.

"If I may ask..." Momo continued, "How long have you known that you're gay?"

I sighed and flopped back onto my bed, "Todoroki is the first boy I've ever been attracted to. However, before that it's only been girls, and so I must apologise here but I'm quite confused. There's no clear answer."

"D- don't apologise! You don't have to decide right now."

All of a sudden, it all became too overwhelming again and I started to weep into my shaking palms. I wish that it was that simple to just know, but it wasn't.

"Try becoming closer to him first before telling him." Momo suggested, "You never know. He may feel the same about you."

"He definitely does not... but thank you. It would be a good start to get closer to him like that." I shrugged. Whether or not I believed what I was saying was up in the air.

Momo patted me on the back, "You can do this. Believe in yourself!"

I simpered feebly. I could remember a time when belief was all I had, but now I had none.

***

I checked my watch. Midnight, it read.

Momo had left my room over an hour ago. Now, I was dressed in loose-fitting pyjamas, ones that were designed to let air flow across my whole body as I slept. Despite this, my face was still steaming, Shoto Todoroki's handsome face in my mind.

I rubbed my eyes and then shut them. I needed to sleep. I needed to sleep. I. Needed. To. Sleep.

There was a tug at my arm. I groggily peeled my eyelids open and saw Dark Shadow hovering beside my bed, "We should go for a walk."

I nodded, but I didn't say anything. We wandered through the Heights Alliance's deserted corridors and down its staircases. Dark Shadow hovered beside me still. No eye contact was made.

"How are you holding up?" Dark Shadow asked.

I only grumbled in response.

Once again, I found myself in the boys' toilets. Once again, I entered the nearest cubicle. And once again, people were outside of my cubicle. I listened as I did my business.

"You know, we never got our provisional licenses!" Iida thought aloud, "Those villains have really messed up our timetable. I hope Mr Aizawa hasn't forgotten about them!"

I could picture him doing elaborate arm gestures and straightening his glasses, ever the sophisticated and overly serious young man.

My eyes widened. Please. Please let it be Midoriya he's talking to and not Shoto.

"I'm sure we'll get them soon, Iida." Shoto responded nonchalantly.

I opened the door open slowly, and immediately both boys looked at me as I peeked from the crack. Shoto laughed but didn't smile, as always.

"Why does this always happen?" Shoto chuckled.

"And now I am also here!" Iida guffawed, "Ooh, I sound like All Might!"

"...Hello." I mumbled.

Iida took one look at my eyes and furrowed his brow, "You don't look so good there, Tokoyami! Should we take you to Recovery Girl?"

Recovery Girl, our school nurse, was one of the last people I wanted to see. I responded, "I'll be ok."

Iida and Shoto shared a concerned glance. Well, I presumed that Shoto was concerned behind that steely glare.

I flattened my hair down for the billionth time and mumbled, "I need to leave..."

I started to walk away, clutching my stomach as if it were aching beyond belief. I was done with this conversation. I was done with people today, generally.

Iida interrupted my walk sharply, "Aren't you going to wash your hands?"

I felt my body implode with embarrassment. I gave Shoto a sidelong glance. He was looking directly at me. My face singed, and my eye twitched as the thought of punching Iida in the stomach crossed my mind.

"I forgot." I hissed.

I walked like a zombie to the sinks and washed my hands, wanting to die as the two other stared at me, not speaking.

I glared at Iida, "Are you happy now?"

Iida nodded, seemingly satisfied, "Very much so, yes! Thank you for asking."

I started to drag my heels out of the room again. However, it was me who stopped myself this time. Momo Yaoyorozu's face filled the view from my mind's eye.

"...Can I eat lunch with you guys tomorrow?" I requested.

"Only if you wash your hands first!" laughed a jovial Iida.

Shoto stared daggers into Iida before responding, "Of course you can."

He then cracked a little smile. I smiled too, "I'll see you tomorrow, then."

I now left, and actually did leave this time. As the door swooped shut behind me, Dark Shadow materialised. We both did a little fist bump before continuing up the stairs.