What's Her Quirk?!

The Date

I was laying on my bed and writing in my journal right before my phone rang, I pick it up and giggle.
"Heeey, Katsuki," I say.
He clears his throat on the other end, "H-how did you know it was me?"
"You're the only person who calls me besides my papa who's home," I say.
"Oh good, I don't want any other guys calling you and stealing your heart," he says.
I smile, "They couldn't anyways because you've already done that, but I don't want it back, you keep it."
I hear coughing on the other end, "D-don't say things like that!"
I giggle, "Because it's 'too cute'?" I tease.
Katsuki mumbles something but I hear it anyway.
"I can hear you, and I am not a son of a bitch," I say.
"Fire!" he shouts in disbelief.
"What? I'm not a son and my mother was not a female dog," I say.
He sighs, "You're so damn innocent, it's almost too much."
"You love me," I say as I sketch him in my journal.
"You bet your ass I do," he says, "I wanted to ask you something."
"Ask away darling," I say with a smile.
"Do you want to go on a date this weekend?" he asks.
I squeal a bit, "Of course I want to! Where to?"
"It's a surprise, I'll pick you up Saturday around four, dress nice," he says.
"Alright, I love you," I say sweetly.
He cleared his throat again, "I-I love you too, Fire."
I hang up and squeal as I hug my pillow.