When you and a certain short hair brunette female form a new closer friendship. Both sharing secrets of admiration between two childhood rivals in your class.
A short bittersweet fluff story. At least my best attempt on writing one.
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I stare at the scenery outside through a large lightly dusted window pane. Pleased to see the morning sunlight cascade over the now rowdy classroom. Wanting to be alone with my thoughts as I blast some lofi music on my wireless earbuds, drowning out the noisy chatter of my fellow classmates.
It was rare. But we had a free period to ourselves for today.
I lightly tap my fingers to my desk, following the beat of the current track I'm listening to as I hum the tune quietly to myself. But despite the calming music in my ears, the ease I felt yesterday was gone.
Recalling myself back on how it was Midoriya that confronted Ochako first after classes ended yesterday. Which led some people in class, who were curious with the duo's change of dynamic, to take notice as they both left the room. Silently praying for my brunette friend that it goes well in her end.
But the following morning they both entered the class holding hands which led the entire class in total shock. Causing uproar in the classroom as the cinnamon roll couple got barraged with tons of questions which got them red beet blushing all over. Making them the second official couple of class 3-A.
Bringing myself back to reality, as I couldn't help but take a glance of the angry ash blonde seated a couple rows ahead of where I'm currently sitting. Where I find myself often staring several times before. Slumping in his usual seating posture as he argued something heatedly with Kirishima and Kaminari.
Feeling more nervous than ever, Ochako sensed my uneasiness as we both shared a look across the classroom. Covering her mouth for only me to see as she mouths the words 'good luck'. I nodded in reply and taking a deep breath, I let it out as I stood up and walked timidly towards the trio.
Is now or never.
Kirishima was the first to notice and greeted me, showing his sharp, jagged teeth through his smile. "Hey y/n you need something?"
"A-actually I want to talk to Bakugo" I quietly spoke, losing the courage I muster up earlier. Hearing his name, he finally acknowledge my presence for once and gave me his signature scowl.
"Eh, what do you want?" He raised a brow that got me avoiding his intense menacingly stare for a moment.
"Can I speak to you after school alone? At the back entrance near the courtyard." I said in a much more confident voice.
But the other blonde with black lightning streak caught on what's going on, the accumulating blush that's forming on my face proves it more otherwise. His eyes lit up and is about to say something but Kirishima covered his mouth on time, smiling wildly also.
"Don't worry y/n, I'll make sure he'll be there." Kirishima said, giving me a thumbs up.
"Oi! Don't answer for me!" The angry blonde shouted back slamming his hand on his desk.
