The days passed, and Izuku Midoriya continued to skate, fight, and live as if nothing really mattered. He'd go to school, do just enough to stay on track, and then disappear to the skate park when no one was looking. No one at UA knew about his secret life—no one, except for Jiro.
She had started joining him regularly, bringing her board and skating alongside him. Izuku didn't talk much, but when he did, it was brief and to the point. Jiro didn't mind. She liked the silence, the calmness he brought, even though his indifference sometimes frustrated her.
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That afternoon, they met up again at the park. Izuku was already there, as usual, doing a few tricks. Jiro approached, her skateboard in hand, and sat next to him on the edge of the park. She watched him silently for a moment before speaking.
"You're really good, you know that?"
Izuku shrugged, not even looking at her. "I guess."
"You ever think about going pro? Like, seriously?" she asked, pushing herself to say something that might get a reaction out of him.
He paused for a second, then turned to her with that same blank expression. "It's just something I do."
Jiro sighed. Getting through to him was like trying to talk to a brick wall, but she wasn't ready to give up yet. There was something deeper under that nonchalant surface—she could feel it.
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They skated together for a while, not speaking much, just going through the motions. Jiro tried a few tricks, falling a couple of times, but Izuku didn't offer any advice or encouragement. He just skated, completely in his own world.
But Jiro was getting used to it. She didn't need him to be overly talkative or expressive. Just being around him was enough for her.
As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the park, Jiro sat down and pulled out her phone. She hesitated for a moment before turning to Izuku.
"Mind if I film you? You're pretty amazing, and people should see it," she said, hoping to get at least a hint of approval.
Izuku looked at her, his expression as unreadable as always. "Do whatever you want."
Jiro smiled slightly and began recording as he skated across the park, effortlessly landing tricks as if they required no effort at all. She watched him through the screen, feeling something stir in her. There was a quiet intensity about him—something that made him more than just a mystery. It made him magnetic.
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Later that evening, as Jiro walked home, she found herself watching the video over and over again. She couldn't help it. Every time she saw him skating, his calm demeanor, the way he just moved without a care in the world, it made her heart race.
She uploaded the video to her social media, tagging it with a simple caption: *Unstoppable*. It wasn't long before the video started getting attention. People from UA began commenting, surprised to see a side of Midoriya they had never known existed.
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The next day at school, Jiro noticed the stares. Whispers followed Izuku as he walked through the hallways, but as usual, he didn't seem to notice or care. He walked with the same detached stride, hands in his pockets, completely indifferent to the attention he was now getting.
Jiro found herself walking alongside him, her heart pounding as she tried to gauge his reaction to the video. "Did you see the video?" she asked cautiously.
"Yeah, I saw it," Izuku replied, his voice calm as always.
"And?"
Izuku shrugged. "It's whatever. People are gonna talk."
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Jiro bit her lip, frustrated by his lack of emotion. "Doesn't it bother you? Everyone at UA's talking about you now. They're seeing this whole other side of you."
Izuku stopped walking and turned to her, his eyes calm and unbothered. "It doesn't matter what they think. I'm still me."
For a moment, Jiro felt a pang of envy. She wished she could be as indifferent as him, to not care what people thought or said. But at the same time, it was that very attitude that drew her to him. He was untouchable, unshaken by the world around him.
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That afternoon, they met at the skate park again, but something was different. Jiro could feel it in the air. Izuku seemed more distant than usual, even though he had always been hard to reach.
"You good?" Jiro asked as they sat together on the edge of the park.
Izuku glanced at her, then looked away. "Yeah. Just thinking."
Jiro wanted to ask what was on his mind, but she knew better than to push. Instead, she sat quietly beside him, letting the silence stretch between them.
After a while, Izuku stood up, his skateboard under his arm. "I'm heading out."
Jiro blinked, surprised. "Already? It's still early."
He shrugged. "Got some stuff to do."
She watched as he walked away, feeling a strange mix of emotions. He was so close, yet so far. She wanted to understand him, to know what made him tick, but Izuku Midoriya was a puzzle she wasn't sure she could solve.
But that didn't mean she was going to stop trying.
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That night, as she lay in bed, Jiro found herself thinking about Izuku again. The way he skated, the way he moved through life without a care in the world. There was something about him that pulled her in, even if he didn't seem to notice or care.
For the first time in a long time, Jiro felt herself falling for someone. And it wasn't because of his looks or his skills—it was because of the way he didn't need anyone's approval. The way he just... existed, completely unaffected by the world around him.
She wasn't sure where things were headed, but one thing was clear: Izuku Midoriya was different, and that was exactly what made her want to be close to him.
