Tenya Iida Appreciation Book ONE-SHOTS (Slow Updates!)

10. Dancer

Today was your big day. You'd recently been contacted by a local singer to help him perform his latest single at the local bar. Your dancing was like nothing he'd ever seen before and you were stoked as your talents were being recognised. You geared up in the requested black, full body suit with blood red heels. Normally most dancers couldn't handle performing with such restrictive clothing and uneven footing but not you... You weren't like any other dancer.

Being quirkless meant you could devote a large quantity of time into perfecting your art. You were unstoppable the minute you were on stage, everyone's heads turned to watch your every move, stopping whatever they were previously doing, no matter how important. You loved it. You loved dancing and you loved how everyone appreciated your talent. No one more, however, than Tenya Iida.

You met when you were children, growing up in the same grade every year until the year before he was accepted into U.A. You were just as ecstatic as Tenya when you found out he was accepted but you were equally saddened because it meant the loss of your closest and most beloved friend. Tenya made a promise to you the day before he left for U.A. He knew how much you loved dancing and how you wanted to pursue your passion just as he was pursuing his, the aspiring hero promised to always, always attended every single performance and to clap and cheer the loudest out of anyone in the crowd. Since that day, he never once broke that promise, always the loudest even on your worst days.

You step on stage with two other women dressed identical to you and step behind one of the many microphones that have been set up on the small stage. You weren't as good singing as you were dancing but that didn't matter, you were still going to give 100%, have fun and look good doing so. Nothing else mattered to you at this point. Well, nothing doesn't include Tenya. You start off with a light sway as the song began, all three women harmonising and clicking their fingers as the hopeful star sang his heart out whilst playing his worn-out guitar. Your eyes scanned the audience to see the if the spectacled hero had made it to your dance (you damn well know he had) and you beamed at the sight of him in the second row, waving quickly to grab your attention. You continued swaying for the majority of the song and providing back-up vocals before the guitarist had started to play an energetic solo.

'Here's where the fun begins!' You thought as you and the other two women walk towards the front of the stage and stand on the three tables that were placed strategically for the performance. The patrons didn't know it yet, but it was part of the song for the women to get up and dance their heart out to the music. Some of the men cheered, a few whistled and you noticed Tenya move forward in his seat (you hoped he was trying to get a better look). As you started to move your hips to the beat of the song, a reoccurring idea came into your mind. Ever since a burlesque performance a couple of months ago, you've noticed Tenya's behaviour change as well as the way he's looked at you. When you dance, you see his attention solely on you and every little move you make. He fidgets more often and ruffles his hair when you do the more sexier moves.

You've always liked Tenya, in more ways than one, so you never danced for anyone else's entertainment, only Tenya's. You always valued the student's opinion and attention over anyone else's and you always mentally dedicated every dance to him. You smirk and start to move your hips more sensually, not caring about any other patrons looking at you. You lock eyes with Tenya and raise your arms above your head, swayed yourself down into a crouching position and slowly raised yourself back up, deliberately pushing out your rear to make it perkier. You notice the young hero gulp slightly and ruffle his hair a bit.

'It's working!' You mentally celebrate before resuming the choreography you've been practicing. Adding a wink or two every now and then and swinging your hips just the little bit harder started doing things to Tenya that you wouldn't even believe!