Flicker (KatsukiXOC)

3. Spring

Awako peered through the opening of the door to the teachers' office. Her gaze traveled from Izuku to Katsuki as their home room teacher praised them.

"Not only two, but three of our students are getting into U.A.," he said cheerfully. "Kurage Awako from the other class seems to have made it as well, despite having such low grades here. But you didn't hear it from me."

She could tell Katsuki was glaring at Izuku.

"And Midoriya! Your acceptance is a miracle among miracles!"

Suddenly the door slid open, another teacher standing on the other side.

"Ah, Kurage-san. Did you need something?" the teacher asked.

Everyone turned their attention to her and her face reddened. Katsuki's glare caught her off guard and she nearly felt herself catch fire.

She never replied to his message.

"Excuse me," she said before bowing and taking off down the hallway before anyone could stop her.

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She was rushing now. Down the staircases and through the hallway. She held the strap of her messenger bag tightly in her hand as she tried to make it to the shoe lockers. Awako would normally be long gone by now but was stopped by her own homeroom teacher for praise. Now the schoolgrounds were empty and it sent her on edge. She knew better by now than to lag behind.

As quickly as she could she changed her shoes and slipped out of the building. She slowed her pace and tried to catch her breath.

"I thought I told you to go somewhere else!" she heard a familiar voice bark.

"S-Someone told me that I could become a hero. K-Kacchan I earned this!"

Awako peered around the corner spotting Katsuki pushing Izuku against the wall.

"That's why I'm...I'm going to be a hero! No matter what!" Izuku said. His gaze moved to Awako.

"Awa-chan...?" he said. Katsuki turned quickly, and it made Awako stumble back. Quickly she turned, walking off without a word to either of them.

"Oi, Wanko!" she heard him call after her. Her grip on the strap of her bag tightened and she began walking faster.

"You can't ignore me forever!" she heard, closer this time.

She tripped over herself, her pace picking up into almost a run.

His hand around her arm jerked her to a stop, causing her to whip around to face him.

"You can't ignore me forever," he repeated, huffing to catch his breath. Awako's ears flushed pink as she looked up at him. She pulled her arm once and when he didn't loosen his grip she pulled it again.

"I-I'm sorry, I have to go," she mumbled out, tugging it a third time. When she looked back up at him she had to bite back a laugh. His face reminded her of a pouting child. Yet she couldn't stop herself from mimicking his expression as she pulled away from him again. He still wouldn't let go.

His hair bristled as he brought his face closer to her's and she felt her heart began to pound in her chest.

"Why didn't you tell me you got into U.A., ah?" he asked loudly. "Think you're too good now, too, huh?" he continued, baring his teeth at her. "Is that why you won't talk to m-"