𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧?; 𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚

𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

"and the touch of a hand lit the fuse."

Your first week came and went, and with that meant going back home for the weekend.

When your plane landed and you entered the airport, a group of people were crowded around the gate.

Even though you had only been gone for a little over a week, it seemed as if everyone was anticipating your return. There were news reporters, paparazzi, and fans alike waiting for you.

In their defense, you are their number one hero. 

"(y/n), over here!" You hear one of the photographers say, making you look over and smile at the camera knowing that your picture was going to be making headlines.

After making your way through the extremely crowded airport, you were able to get to your driver's car.

Your driver, Marley, was a lifelong friend of yours. And when she found out that you were looking for a driver, she immediately wanted the position.

"Mar, I missed you!" You say, sitting in the passenger's seat and reaching across the center console. "How've you been? I feel like we haven't talked in forever."

After a few moments, she pulls away from the hug, starting the car as she responds. "You called me last night, love. But I do agree, we have some catching up to do on this drive. So, tell me. What has our number one hero been up to in Japan?"

"Well, you obviously already know that I'm teaching at UA. My students are all a little shy, so I can't exactly tell if they like me."

"Obviously I already know that. I want gossip, give me the juiciest details!" She tells you, driving out of the parking lot in the direction of your agency.

"I met this guys. His name is Midoriya, and he's one of my coworkers."

"You already have a boyfriend? (y/n), you've only been there for a week!"

You scoff at her words, rolling your eyes, "No, I never said that he was my boyfriend! All I told you was that he's a coworker."

"Is he hot? He sounds hot, but I'll leave him for you. You know I'm not into the guys you find attractive." She tells you, glancing over at you for a second before looking back at the road.

"Marley, you're not into guys at all. I would really hope that you leave him for me."

Marley, as much as you loved her, would always try to set you up with every guy that looked at you. Not only would she tell you that you should go out with every single guy you told her about, but she would quite literally set you up on dates with them.

"So he is hot! I knew it! Have you asked him out yet?"

There it was. Her infamous question she would ask you before deciding to send you on a date with the guy herself.