10 Reasons

1- He is easily embarassed

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Attending U.A. was more complicated than she could have thought, that, she learned in the first week.

Not physically, though it was indeed quite tiring, it was harder mentally. No, not bullying, not because of her quirk, nothing like that.

Because of all the fake stress they put them through.

That started the first day with Aizawa as teacher, then with the oh-so-important task of choosing a class representative, not to mention the U.A. sports festival.

So, when she managed to have a weekend in which neither her or Midoriya were busy, she promptly requested to "go out".

Normally, that would mean hang out with friends, maybe go shopping or something of the sort, but for her it was just sitting in a park in silence.

And that's why they were in a park, while the Sun lazily laid down on the horizon as the opposite started showing off her marble like white colors.

She remembered him being awkward at first, since the only thing that broke the silence was the creaking of the swing; however, now? It was almost as if didn't even mind, that he did, she noticed this, but it would go unnoticed from an outsider.

Hence why she decided to jump off the swing once her feet were close enough to the sandy ground, landing with a soft thump and a slight pain on the sole of her feet. He, of course, was quick to stop the swing.

"Let's go get something."

He blinked at this, he always did whenever something took him by surprise. Along with a, "huh?", which he never, not even once, failed to say.

"What do you want to get?" He jumped off the swing as well, although with more ease, since he had already stopped it.

She shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know, ice cream?"

He nodded, eager, since the weather was rather fit for it.

"What flavor will you get?", he asked, already following her steps. "Once again, I don't know." She chuckled after that, "What about you?"

She did a gentle turn with her head, glancing at him. He avoided her expectant gaze and answered, if not somewhat bashfully, "I'm not sure, actually..."

She smiled, starting to carry on about which flavors were the best and how to choose them, and before long, they were in front of the ice cream shop, cones in hand. As she stretched her hand to grab her purse, an unreadable expression was etched on her face, one someone could only guess that was between surprised and sudden awareness.

"That will be eight-hundred yen, please."

He looked at her, a wide smile on her face as well as eyes wide as saucers.

"Izuizu..."

"It's all right, I pay."

As they went on their merry way, she quickly hugged him from behind.

"Thank you, Izuizu!"

His face was quickly clouded with cherry red, as he stuttered, "It's fine-e."

She could only laugh at his face and pinched his cheek,

"You are so easily embarrassed, Izuizu!"