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Izuku Midoryia, born without a quirk. Became the greatest hero of his Generation. Becoming #1 at just 23, expectations where high. Learning to be a pro, and handle his agency. He couldn't help but ruin his sleep schedule and...
(Okay so, sorry I was gone for a few days, I broke my leg, in 2 places. Yes, you may all laugh......BUT, I HAVE RETURNED WITH CHAPTERS!!! also, I am fine, I was playing volleyball and girl bossed a little too hard ~ Love Peanut🥜❤️)
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Midoryia felt every nerve in his body freeze, the back of his neck chilled with cold sweat. He stared at Y/n, her words echoing in his mind. It was fear, she was terrified. He knew that Uraraka pushing them at the club was rude and distasteful, but that shouldn't have made Y/n fear her.
"What happened?" His voice was stern and had a slight shake to it, Y/n felt his concern. She couldn't tell him, not when Uraraka had a step ahead of her. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came back. Folding her arms across her chest, she looked towards the floor.
"Nothing...happened" She tried to lie, but Midoryia placed his hands on her shoulders and stared into her eyes with determined intensity.
"No, please don't do that. Something is wrong, I can feel it" Y/n wanted to push him away, she glanced toward the door, then back into his eyes.
"Izuku...I can't tell you" Midoryia shook his head in confusion, his brows furrowing.
"What?!" He squealed, "Y/n, what happened?" Now he was demanding answers. Y/n groaned and placed a hand under her chin. Chewing on her bottom lip, she had to tell him. Or else he could only think the worst.
"Am I...a distraction to you?"
"WHAT?!" Y/n winced as he shouted, Midoryia shook his head and felt like all this progress with her was starting to disintegrate. He couldn't let it fall, not now, not ever.
"Just listen to me!" Y/n begged, clearing her throat and glaring at the ground. "Am I a distraction to you? All this time you have been helping me and I...I don't want to bring you down!" Y/n spat out quickly, her fists clenched as she tried to get through the sentence without taking a deep breath.
"Where in the world is this coming from?" Y/n rolled her eyes and groaned again, he wasn't listening. Or at least, it didn't feel like it. She glared, making him take a subtle step back.
"I'm serious, I need you to listen to me" Midoryia crossed his arms and cocked an eyebrow.
"I am listening" He argued, Y/n shook her head and placed her fingers up to shush him.
"No! You aren't! Just.... listen damnit!" She begged again, her stomach felt like it was going to burst from the anxiety building. Her eyes felt hot with tears, she looked away from him. Her frustration grew, she inhaled deeply and tapped her foot on the ground.
"I can't handle the idea of bringing you down, being some kind of distraction." She said, her eyes slowly avoiding his. Midoryia sighed and placed a hand on the back of his neck, he needed her to understand him now.
