Mina nudged Momo's arm at the sight of Ochaco staring at a certain green haired boy. Her brown eyes nonchalantly fixated on him as he talked to himself, figuring out a good schedule to balance out training, schoolwork and visiting his mom. The pink alien poked the zero-gravity quirked girl, gaining her attention.
"You like him don't you?" The smirk could be heard in Mina's whispering voice. Ochaco felt her blushed cheeks turn even darker. Waving her hands frantically in front of her she answered, "No! I- I was just..uh..reading the clock!" Momo gave a side glance to her pink friend, hoping she wouldn't embarrass Uraraka again. "Uh-huh. Care to explain why you're trying to read a clock that doesn't exist where you were looking?"
A wave of shyness flooded through Uraraka's whole body as she looked down at her lap. The creationist leaned aside in her seat to get closer to Mina. Momo pulled the alien down, firmly demanding her to stop. Meanwhile on the other side of the classroom, Izuku had his own problems.
Kirishima caught a glance of Ochaco staring at his friend. Of course he had to tell Izuku- he couldn't just not tell Izuku that his crush was staring at him. Picking up a pencil, Kirishima poked Deku's back, gaining his attention. "Dude, Uraraka was looking at you!" He whisper- yelled. Shoto looked up, giving a questioning look. "And how do you know that she was looking at him and not anyone else?"
Shoto inquired, earning a know-it-all look from Kaminari. The pikachu boy scoffed, "The only other boy would be Mineta. Knowing that info, I think we can safely assume that she was lookin' at Deku. Wouldn't you agree, Fire Elsa?" Shoto gave a nasty look to the nickname.
Glancing over to Izuku, Kirishima noticed how red he had become. He had his finger tapping against the table, indicating that Deku was trying to create an explanation that didn't involve the possibility of Ochaco having a crush on him. After running through all his possibilities Izuku turned around in his seat, looking straight at Shoto. "Oh my god, Todoroki what do I do? What if she really does like me?"
The red and white haired teen smiled reassuringly to his friend. "Calm down. I'm sure we can just ask Asui if Uraraka does like you." The OFA user sunk in his seat, trying to hide himself away from the smirks and suggestive glances of his friends.
